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

The scarf had been touched by Xia Yao, so Xia Meng was too lazy to wear it again, and went directly to Xia's house with a face full of peonies.

When Xia Hongbin returned to the village, he told her his home address. Xia Meng walked all the way there. Everyone who saw her on the road couldn't walk because they stared at her face. Xia Meng didn't care until she reached Xia Meng. Home.

This is a two-story small foreign-style building. There is a small courtyard in front of the building. There are flowers planted in it, but in the winter, only the broken branches and leaves are left, which makes it look a bit desolate.

Xia Meng stepped forward and knocked on the door. The door opened quickly, revealing the face of a middle-aged woman.

The woman has short ear-length hair and is about forty years old. She is well-maintained and has rosy and shiny skin. Although there are a few fine lines at the corners of her eyes, she has an outstanding temperament. She is wearing a black woolen coat, which makes her look even more capable.

Guo Cuihong had just received a call from the security guard and knew that Xia Hongbin's daughter in the country was here, so she was prepared when she opened the door, expecting to see a country girl with rustic clothes, dark skin, an indescribable appearance, and a dialect when she spoke.

Unexpectedly, what I saw when I opened the door was a face of a beautiful, beautiful woman!

The polite and distant smile on Guo Cuihong's face froze immediately, her pupils suddenly tightened due to the shock, her lips trembled slightly, and it took a while before a sound came out of her throat.

"You...are Xia Meng?"

His tone was filled with disbelieving shock and a sense of absurdity that was seriously inconsistent with his imagination.

Xia Meng showed an innocent and bright smile, as beautiful as a hundred flowers in bloom, and her attitude was even more generous.

"Well, are you Aunt Guo?"

"I heard daddy mention you, hello!"

"Ah, hello, hello," Guo Cuihong took two steps back, staring straight at Xia Meng's face, her expression still a little dazed, "Are you tired from the journey? Come in quickly!"

"Hey," Xia Meng walked in carrying her small package.

After entering the door, Xia Meng looked at the small western-style building openly. The small western-style building was paved with dark reddish-brown wooden floors. The floors were wiped clean and glowed with oil.

The hall is spacious and bright. There are several old-fashioned solid wood sofas. The sofas are covered with white sofa covers, which looks clean and tidy.

Guo Cuihong pointed to a sofa and said, "Sit down."

After Xia Meng thanked her, she sat down. Her posture was well-behaved and her manners were elegant. Coupled with her beautiful face, which seemed to be born from the aura of heaven and earth, it was even more pleasing to the eye and delicious.

It seemed that even the old-fashioned and dark-colored cotton-padded jacket on his body started to look better.

Guo Cuihong sat opposite Xia Meng. After facing Xia Meng's face, Guo Cuihong's attention was involuntarily attracted to that face, with a slightly complicated expression.

Xia Meng saw that Guo Cuihong kept staring at her and said nothing, so she spoke directly.

"Auntie, where should I sleep tonight?" After riding the train for a day, Xia Meng was really tired.

"Oh," Guo Cuihong stood up, "come with me."

Guo Cuihong led Xia Meng to the stairs. Xia Meng thought that her room was on the second floor. She thought to herself that this stepmother is not bad. The second floor is dry and well-lit, and it is comfortable to live there.

Unexpectedly, Guo Cuihong led Xia Meng around to the back of the stairs, pointed to the narrow open space under the stairs, and said to Xia Meng with a smile,

"There are many people in the family and there are not enough rooms to accommodate you. I have no choice but to live here."

The smile on Guo Cuihong's face became gentler, and her tone was even more intimate, amiable, and friendly, and then she said, as if asking for credit,

"In order to make your stay comfortable, I specially asked someone to bring a bed." He then pulled a piece of cloth strung with a rope.

"This piece of cloth will protect you, so you don't have to worry about being exposed. From now on, just live here well!"

Summer dream? ? ? ! ! !

The stairs blocked the light. In the dim light, Guo Cuihong couldn't see clearly the expression on Xia Meng's face, but she could guess that it was probably not pretty, but what did it have to do with her?

There are five rooms in the house. She and Lao Xia live in the master bedroom, and each of the three children has a room. The remaining room is Lao Xia's study room. The only open space on the stairs was made by her after clearing out the debris. Are there any spare rooms for a country bumpkin who has nothing to do with her?

How could a country bumpkin compare to her child?

If she could make room for her in this house so that she wouldn't have to sleep on the floor, her stepmother was already kind enough, so what else could she choose?

"Auntie," Xia Meng's tone was calm, and she didn't seem to be angry. She tilted her head slightly, and gave Guo Cuihong a beautiful smile on her delicate and flawless face. There was no anger or resentment on her face, and her tone even contained a bit of sigh. explain,

"You are so kind to me!"

For a moment, Guo Cuihong couldn't tell whether Xia Meng was mocking or a sincere compliment?

But a country girl has so many concerns?

Guo Cuihong smiled. A country bumpkin came to the city for the first time and had never seen the world. He must be frightened. He was afraid of causing trouble to others. It would be nice to have a place to sleep. How could he dare to make demands?

Guo Cuihong herself was born in a rural area. She knew that most of the rural people who came to the city were dull and honest, with low self-esteem and cowardice. She felt that Xia Meng must really like her.

"Well," Guo Cuihong smiled reservedly, "It's good that you know," she said generously, "If you need anything, just tell me, you're welcome."

"Hey!" Xia Meng responded obediently.

"Okay, you can rest," Guo Cuihong turned around and left. Unexpectedly, after taking two steps, she noticed something was wrong. When she looked back, Xia Meng was following her.

Guo Cuihong frowned slightly, "Why don't you sleep? Aren't you tired?" After speaking, she seemed to have thought of something, and said to Xia Meng,

"We have already had lunch. If you are hungry, just be patient. I will call you during dinner in the evening."

Faced with Guo Cuihong's slightly impatient attitude, Xia Meng was not angry and just smiled and said,

"Auntie always thinks about me and treats me so well. I'm so touched," Xia Meng said sincerely, and then suddenly there was a hint of coquettish complaint in her tone,

"When I came here, people in the village told me that my stepmother was not a good person and would always abuse her husband's ex-wife and children."

"He also said: If he was not born by me, he would definitely not be kissed!"

"When I get to the capital, they will definitely not treat me well!"

"Now that I'm here, I find that... they were wrong," Xia Meng's smile deepened, "Auntie is completely different from what they said. Auntie is so good."

Guo Cuihong stared at Xia Meng's smiling face, feeling uncomfortable in her heart. Is this girl being mean to me? ? ?

But Xia Meng's expression was so sincere, as if she was really grateful to Guo Cuihong, which made Guo Cuihong a little unsure for a moment.

Guo Cuihong twitched the corner of her mouth and coughed lightly, "It's good that you know!"

"I'll leave first if I have something to do."

"Hey," Xia Meng responded, still following Guo Cuihong.

Guo Cuihong frowned and finally became impatient, "Why are you following me?"

Xia Meng pointed to the door, "I want to go out."

"Huh?" Guo Cuihong was confused and asked casually, "What are you doing?"

Xia Meng said seriously, "Auntie is so kind to me, I want to help spread the word!"

"Everyone says that my stepmother is not good. What if someone misunderstands that Aunt Guo is not good to me?"

"Aunt Guo is different from those bad stepmothers. I want to explain to everyone how good Aunt Guo is to me, so that everyone knows how good Aunt Guo is."

Guo Cuihong's complexion suddenly changed!

If outsiders knew that he let Xia Meng, his stepdaughter, live under the stairs, wouldn't he have to be poked in the back?

No!

"There's no need for this," Guo Cuihong quickly stopped her, "I'm good to you, as long as my family knows about it, I don't care what outsiders say about me."

Although Guo Cuihong said so, the look in her eyes when she looked at Xia Meng had changed, and her eyes were filled with suspicion.

Sure, the country bumpkin in front of me is really pretending to be stupid!

"That won't work!" Xia Meng's tone was decisive and her expression was stubborn and serious, "I must let everyone know how good Auntie is to me!"

After Xia Meng finished speaking, she strode out.

Guo Cuihong suddenly became anxious. If Xia Meng was allowed to go out and talk nonsense, would she still lose her reputation?

"No, you can't go!"

Guo Cuihong grabbed Xia Meng's arm tightly.

"Auntie, you are too low-key," Xia Meng said with a distressed look on her face, "For a good stepmother like you, I will definitely let you be on people's lips and be 'praised' by others."

With Xia Meng's strength, how could Guo Cuihong be able to catch him if he wanted to?

Xia Meng broke free from Guo Cuihong's hand with just a little effort and strode out happily, "Auntie, just wait at home. After today, when you go out, everyone will praise you as a good stepmother!"