The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

"who are you?"

Xia Meng's expression was stern, and she looked at the fat man in front of her with displeasure, who was staring at her with eyes full of obsession.

In this era, those who can make themselves fat are not ordinary people.

The man in front of him was about 1.7 meters tall, with dark skin. His greasy face was covered with bean-sized pimples, which were densely piled together. Xia Meng subconsciously turned away.

"My name is Guo Dayong," the man stared straight at Xia Meng, speaking with a greasy air, "You are my aunt's stepdaughter, right? You are quite beautiful."

It turns out that this is Guo Cuihong’s nephew.

Xia Meng nodded, then walked to Guo Dayong. Seeing that Guo Dayong had no intention of getting out of the way, he had to say,

"Please excuse me, I have to take a shower."

"Oh," Guo Dayong turned sideways.

Guo Dayong was standing on the right side of the corridor. Xia Meng tried to walk to the left, but just when she was about to pass Guo Dayong, Guo Dayong suddenly grabbed her wrist.

"Sister, please marry me!"

Xia Meng was stunned for a moment, then forcefully shook off Guo Dayong's hand, "Are you sick? Get out of here!"

Xia Meng glared at Guo Dayong, then quickly walked into the bathroom and locked the door directly.

Guo Cuihong and Wang Lanhua, who heard the sound downstairs, looked at each other. Guo Cuihong walked quickly to the stairs and shouted to Guo Dayong who was standing in the corridor,

"Dayong, what happened?"

Guo Dayong stared blankly at the place where Xia Meng disappeared in the bathroom. He finally came to his senses when he heard Guo Cuihong's shout. He lowered his head and asked Guo Cuihong with burning eyes,

"Auntie, I like this sister and I want to marry her."

"Ah?" Guo Cuihong was stunned for a moment and said nothing.

Guo Dayong and Xia Meng are not related by blood, nor can they get married.

Guo Cuihong was not unwilling. She wanted to get rid of Xia Meng as a troublemaker as soon as possible, but...

Guo Dayong saw Guo Cuihong looking embarrassed and silent, so he looked at Wang Lanhua and said in a strong tone,

"Grandma, I want to marry this sister. I won't marry anyone but this sister!"

Wang Lanhua has four granddaughters, but she only has one precious grandson. When she heard this, she nodded lovingly,

"well!"

Seeing that Wang Lanhua agreed, Guo Dayong's face showed a look of satisfaction.

"Mom," Guo Cuihong said with a slightly helpless tone, "I can't make the decision on this matter."

"Why can't I be the master?" Wang Lanhua shouted dissatisfied, "The stepmother is also a mother. If you ask her to marry, can she still refuse to marry?"

Guo Cuihong sighed, "Hong Bin has the final say on this matter."

"My family Dayong is so good, she is lucky to marry Dayong," Wang Lanhua said matter-of-factly, "Go and tell her that as long as she wants to marry Dayong, can Hong Bin stop her?"

Guo Cuihong also thinks that her nephew is quite good. Although Xia Meng is too beautiful, can he be used as a meal if he is beautiful?

Besides, Xia Meng grew up in the countryside. Although her nephew was also from the countryside, with her help, the Guo family was well off. When she married, she could eat white flour buns every day. What a great life.

"Okay!" Guo Cuihong was also annoyed with Xia Meng. She was also happy that Xia Meng could get married early. "I'll go talk to her."

So, after Xia Meng washed up and came out of the bathroom, she was stopped by Guo Cuihong who was standing at the top of the stairs.

"Little Dream!"

Xia Meng raised his eyes and glanced at Guo Cuihong, "Is something wrong?"

A friendly smile appeared on Guo Cuihong's face, and she waved to Xia Meng, "Come here, I have something to tell you."

Xia Meng followed Guo Cuihong to the living room downstairs, where Wang Lanhua and Guo Dayong were sitting on the sofa.

Seeing Xia Meng, Guo Dayong's eyes straightened, staring at Xia Meng's face motionless, as if he was stupid.

Wang Lanhua was surprised, and then she frowned, as if she was not very satisfied with Xia Meng's appearance.

Guo Dayong's gaze was too intense, filthy and full of desire, as if Xia Meng had no clothes on, and it made Xia Meng feel uncomfortable all over.

So, Xia Meng glared at him fiercely, "What are you looking at? If you look again, I'll dig out your eyeballs!"

Guo Dayong was stunned for a moment when he was scolded. He seemed to have never been scolded before, and anger flashed in his eyes. But when he wanted to open his mouth to scold back, he saw Xia Meng's face and suppressed the curse words again. Just unhappy and said,

"I can watch it if I want. How can you, a woman, take care of a man?"

Hey!

Just as Xia Meng was about to scold him back, Guo Cuihong quickly smoothed things over, "Okay, Xiao Meng, this is Dayong, my natal nephew."

Wang Lanhua was a little unhappy when she saw that Xia Meng had a bad temper. Her darling grandson was so kind. What if this woman bullied her darling grandson after they got married?

She wanted to find a gentle, virtuous woman who could take care of her sweet grandson.

"You are a girl, how can you have such a bad temper?" Wang Lanhua acted like an elder and lectured Xia Meng in a stern tone.

"No man will like a woman with a bad temper. Girls should behave like girls!"

Xia Meng sneered, "I can do whatever I want, and it's none of your business?"

Wang Lanhua's eyes shot up, and she was about to quarrel with Xia Meng. In order to facilitate the marriage, Guo Cuihong quickly stopped her.

"Mom, Xiaomeng is young, so don't be as knowledgeable as her."

"Humph," Wang Lanhua glared at Xia Meng with dissatisfaction, then turned around and began to persuade her good grandson earnestly,

"Dayong, this woman is not good enough. She has a bad temper. Grandma is worried that if you marry her, you will be bullied by her in the future."

"No," Guo Dayong stared blankly at Xia Meng, his tone stubborn, "I just want to marry her, I don't want any other woman."

Summer dream? ? ?

Marry me?

"What does he mean by this?" Xia Meng turned coldly, looked at Guo Cuihong, and pointed at Guo Dayong, "Do you want me to marry him?"

"Yes," Guo Cuihong dared to nod, "Xiaomeng, I am doing this for your own good."

"You will be 20 years old in a few months. You are not young anymore. It's time to find someone to marry. Dayong is my nephew. He knows everything about you. Your father and I feel more at ease."

"Furthermore, Dayong has four sisters. Although they are all married, they will definitely help their mother's family in the future. With the help of those four sisters, I will find a job for Dayong in the city in the future. After you marry Dayong, what will happen in those days? Ah, it’s definitely not a bad time.”

Four older sisters are getting married, and they all have to take care of their younger brothers. Isn’t this because they don’t have enough blood from the older sisters?

Maybe those four sisters were given high-priced betrothal gifts, and all the betrothal gifts were kept for Dayong.

"He is so good, why don't you let your daughter get married?" Xia Meng sneered, with a bit of sarcasm in his expression.

"Is Xia Bingqing older than me?"

Guo Cuihong quickly explained, "Bingqing and Dayong are too closely related by blood. Otherwise, this good thing wouldn't happen to you. I really do it for your own good."

Guo Cuihong actually had the nerve to show that Xia Meng had taken advantage of her by letting Xia Meng marry Guo Dayong! ! !

"Huh," Wang Lanhua said unhappily when she saw that Xia Meng seemed to be looking down on her sweet grandson.

"No one in our village wants a woman as charming and seductive as you!"

"If my family Dayong likes you, then you are a blessing that has been cultivated in eight lifetimes!"