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

After walking out of the hotel door, Xia Meng pulled up the scarf and covered her face again. She walked with a breeze and a cool temperament.

Fang Zhen stood on the side of the road, watching helplessly as Xia Meng disappeared from his sight, but he did not dare to chase after him.

Until Xia Meng's figure disappeared, he still stood there like a watch stone, not moving for a long time.

As soon as Xia Meng entered the compound, he was surrounded by a group of teenagers.

"Sister Fairy, where have you been?" Zhou Kai asked with worried eyes.

Xia Meng looked at these teenagers, but there were no injuries on their bodies. "You guys came out of the police station so soon?"

A group of teenagers blushed in embarrassment and looked left and right, not daring to look at Xia Meng.

Xia Meng chuckled a few times, and then asked, "You don't have any classes this afternoon?"

Zhou Kai rolled his eyes and said, "There are classes, but they are just physical education classes, so we... won't go."

Xia Meng knew just by looking at the wandering eyes of these young men that they were lying.

But, whatever, she can't control it.

These young people from the big courtyard, who cannot go to college after graduating from high school, are almost always thrown into the army by their parents, where they have to climb up the ranks and take over from their parents.

"Then you guys have fun," Xia Meng yawned, "I'm going home first."

I was a little sleepy, so I just happened to go home and take a nap.

"Sister," Zhou Kai blocked Xia Meng's path with a playful smile, "Would you like to play with us this afternoon?"

"Yes, sister, we will take you to play."

Wang Xudong said, "Sister, we know best where there is anything fun in the capital. We will treat you to Lao Mo for a nice meal in the evening."

"No," Xia Meng refused simply, "I'm tired and want to go home and sleep."

Xia Meng refused, and Zhou Kai and other teenagers did not dare to force Xia Meng to play with them. Their expressions became weak and they said weakly,

"OK then."

When Xia Meng returned home, she immediately saw Guo Cuihong sitting on the sofa.

When Guo Cuihong saw Xia Meng coming home, she stood up from the sofa and yelled,

"Xia Meng, what did you tell people when you went out today?"

Guo Cuihong looked at Xia Meng, and the anger in her heart couldn't stop boiling out.

How long has this stinky girl been here?

As soon as she came here yesterday, her good reputation, which she had worked so hard to build, was ruined by half, and she became a vicious stepmother who made things difficult for her stepdaughter.

Today at noon, when she was sending her mother and nephew out, she heard someone talking about her again, looking at her as if she were a first-class enemy. It must be that this damn girl was speaking ill of her outside again.

"Well, let me think about it..." Xia Meng looked at Guo Cuihong's angry look, with a smile on her face and said in a relaxed tone,

"Don't be angry, I didn't actually say anything, I just told the truth."

Guo Cuihong sneered, looking unbelieving.

Xia Meng, "I said you want me to marry your nephew, Guo Dayong!"

Guo Cuihong's expression changed when she heard this. Xia Meng had just arrived in the capital and didn't know who Guo Dayong was, but the people in the compound were well-informed. How could Guo Dayong be hidden from anyone?

Guo Cuihong had something in her mind about this matter. She opened her mouth to scold Xia Meng, but she couldn't find an excuse.

Xia Meng saw Guo Cuihong open her mouth several times to say what she wanted to say? Finally I closed my mouth again, just feeling funny,

"Auntie, what do you want to say?"

"...It's nothing," Guo Cuihong could only swallow all the curse words in frustration, and looked at Xia Meng with an increasingly unkind look.

Xia Meng's smile became brighter and brighter, "If Auntie is okay, I will go back to the house."

"It's okay? How can it be okay?" Guo Cuihong confidently directed Xia Meng,

"You don't have a job, so it's not good to do nothing all day long. Just tidy up your house. You need to mop the floor several times."

"Also, you'll make dinner, is that okay?"

"There's a problem," Xia Meng didn't feel embarrassed at all. Faced with Guo Cuihong's natural response, she retorted without hesitation.

"Auntie, I am a guest at home. Are you embarrassed to ask the guest to do housework?"

"You?" Guo Cuihong was stunned for a moment, "Why are you a guest?"

"Of course I am a guest," Xia Meng said confidently, "This is not my home. My home is in the countryside. Auntie won't forget it, right?"

Guo Cuihong, "But...but your father has already taken you here, and you will live in this family from now on."

"Really?" Xia Meng said in an innocent tone, pretending to be stupid, "But I think I am a guest, so... Auntie should do the housework by herself."

After Xia Meng finished speaking, she went upstairs, returned to her room, took out the mattress and bedding, and started to sleep.

Looking at the direction in which Xia Meng disappeared, Guo Cuihong felt a surge of anger rushing to her forehead. She was so angry that she took several deep breaths before she restrained her urge to throw things.

In the evening, Xia Meng was awakened by a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Xia Meng lay on his side on the bed, looking at the door with one eye half-opened. His words were soft, with a hint of laziness as if he had not woken up.

"it's me."

Xia Bingqing.

Xia Meng woke up a little, "Is something wrong?"

Xia Bingqing's tone was full of enthusiasm, "Xiaomeng, our art troupe is holding a dance party tonight, and I would like to invite you to participate."

Showing courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing!

Xia Meng, "Don't go!"

Xia Bingqing was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect Xia Meng to refuse.

I don’t know how many girls were looking forward to attending their prom, but Xia Meng actually refused?

After a while, Xia Bingqing's voice sounded again,

"Xiao Meng, the dance is very fun. Not only will there be dried fruits and snacks at the dance, but the people who go to the dance are also young people, and they are all very outstanding young people. Are you really not going?"

Xia Meng had been completely woken up. She lay on the bed with her eyes wide open. After thinking about it, she seemed to have nothing to do at night. It was quite boring, so she would go and have a look.

"Okay," Xia Meng suddenly sat up from the bed, "I'll go!"

Xia Meng put the mattress and quilt into the space, opened the door, and saw Xia Bingqing standing outside the door, looking at her with a smile.

Xia Meng asked, "Is Xia Yao going?"

"Yao Yao is still young," Xia Bingqing said in a natural tone, "She is now in her senior year of high school and has heavy study tasks, so she can't go."

Xia Meng nodded and looked at the old-fashioned cotton-padded clothes and pants he was wearing, "Do I need to change?"

Xia Bingqing looked at Xia Meng's rustic clothes and suddenly smiled brightly, "No need!"

Oooh! This is interesting!