Rebirth of a Military Marriage: Three Thousand Lovers: Starting with Three Cubs

Yu Lingze thought this boy was interesting.

Her appearance is above average, not stunning at first glance.

At least it's a million miles worse than Song Mingchen's face.

But there is an indescribable temperament about him.

It's a bit literary, a bit decadent, and a bit bohemian.

In short, this boy has qualities that attract girls.

Of course, that’s not the type that Yu Lingze likes.

Yu Lingze looked at Xing'er.

The little girl fiddled with the corner of her clothes, feeling uneasy and standing there with a red face, not knowing what to do.

As an elder, Wang Wei feels a bit disappointed with his child.

He walked over and poked Xing'er's head with his finger.

"You! Why can't you see clearly? It was wrong for your father to marry you to the stupid son of the Ma family, but you can't hang yourself on a tree with the surname Huang, can you?

They are educated youth, their roots are not here. They will return to the city sooner or later.

Girl, even if your dad doesn't love you, he doesn't want to see you being used and thrown away like a rag!"

Xing'er bit her lip, still looking stubborn and unyielding, lowering her head and saying nothing.

Wang Wei let out a long sigh.

I know in my heart that this is someone else's child, and it won't work if I interfere too much.

He put his hands behind his back, out of sight, out of mind, and walked away.

In the end, Xing'er couldn't help crying out of grievance.

The low sobbing was very suppressed.

Yu Lingze held her in his arms and patted her back gently, silently comforting her.

Who doesn’t have a sweetheart in their heart when they first fall in love?

Time is the best medicine to heal all emotional wounds.

Xing'er is too enthusiastic.

The man made it clear that he didn't like her.

No matter how biased or protective Yu Lingze is, he can't say that the educated youth Xiao Huang is a scumbag.

Xing'er cried for a while, and finally she had cried enough and broke free from Yu Lingze's arms.

He wiped away his tears fiercely, looking somewhat resolute.

"Sister, I've made up my mind. I'm going with you. I'm going to go find Uncle Ma right now. Please write down the phone number and what you want to say."

Yu Lingze was a little curious.

"Are you literate?"

Xing Er shook her head embarrassedly.

"It recognizes me, but I don't recognize it."

"Then why did you ask me to write it down?"

"Uncle Ma can read."

Yu Lingze said "Oh".

It is quite legendary that a hunter from a remote fishing village can read and write.

Xing'er handed over the paper and pen.

Only then did Yu Lingze realize that the Hero pen was not something that could be found in this village.

In this era, a Hero pen can be considered a valuable item.

Yu Lingze wrote down the phone number and what he wanted to say when he called.

The pen is quite smooth and easy to use.

Yu Lingze's calligraphy is the result of his childhood practice since he was a child in his previous life.

It's not as good as a calligrapher, but it's surprisingly beautiful in the eyes of ordinary people.

Although Xing'er is illiterate, she has a natural good aesthetic sense.

I was almost drooling at Yu Lingze's beautiful calligraphy with hairpin flowers.

"Sister, your handwriting is really beautiful."

Yu Lingze smiled.

"I'll teach you how to write when I have a chance."

Xing'er was very excited.

"Really? Sister, please don't lie to me, I will take it seriously."

"I'm not lying to you. Go and return the pen to Huang Zhiqing."

Xing'er looked surprised.

"Sister, how do you know that I borrowed this pen from Huang Zhiqing?"

The two were chatting when Huang Zhiqing came in from outside carrying a load of water.

Pour a bucket of water into the big vat in the corner of the Youth League Courtyard.

He carried another bucket of water towards Yu Lingze.

He walked closer and placed the bucket at Yu Lingze's feet.

Yu Lingze didn't understand what he meant.

Huang Zhiqing didn't even look at the two of them. He lowered his head, said something, turned around and was about to leave.

"You can use this bucket of water first. If it's not enough, go get more yourself.

You can use the bucket and the shoulder pole, but you have to return a bucket of water after each use."

Yu Lingze was speechless.

This guy really has personality.

You say he is cold-blooded and heartless. But he also brought a bucket of water for free.

You say he is helpful, and he is paid a bucket of water for each use of the bucket and the shoulder pole.

It was the first time that Yu Lingze met someone with such a complicated personality and he found him very interesting.

Until this time, Yu Lingze still didn't realize how this boy would intersect with her life.

Yu Lingze responded cheerfully.

"Okay, deal!"

Ever since the little yellow educated youth walked towards this side, Xing'er's little face turned red like a big apple.

Xing'er seemed to be used to Huang Zhiqing's behavior, and her facial expression did not change at all.

She handed over the pen in her hand with a sound as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"Brother Xiao Wu, I'll give this back to you."

Huang Zhiqing took it and glanced at Xing'er calmly.

The tone is flat and the voice is light.

"I've told you so many times, don't call me that, it will cause misunderstanding. Just call me Huang Zhiqing from now on."

The corners of Xing'er's eyes turned red, and she agreed reluctantly.

Yu Lingze's impression of Huang Zhiqing improved a little.

If you don't like someone, just reject them directly and don't keep them hanging. You're still a gentleman.

What a pity, this boy doesn’t like Xing’er.

If she likes him, it would be a good choice for Xing'er to marry this guy.

At least judging from his words and actions now, he would not do such a terrible thing as abandoning his wife and children when he returns to the city.

Huang Zhiqing walked a few steps and turned back, saying something to Xing'er with a serious expression.

"I promised to help you once, and this time I will repay the favor I owe you.

Don’t mention this again. I won’t help you if you do.”

Xing'er's little face was so red that blood seemed to drip out.

I don't know whether it's embarrassing or shameful.

Yu Lingze's impression of this boy worsened.

This boy's words are really rude.

That's really the case. Can you please be considerate of a girl's skin?

Even straight men are cuter than him.

When I think of the straight man, I think of the man who is still lying in the corner, unconscious.

Immediately, I no longer have the energy to care about other people's love and hate entanglements.

My situation here is still a mess.

Xing'er tried hard to hold back her tears.

He took out two raw sweet potatoes from his arms and stuffed them into Yu Lingze's arms, then turned and ran out.

Yu Lingze called out twice, but Xing'er didn't turn back.

Looking at the two sweet potatoes in his hand, Yu Lingze felt uncomfortable.

This must be what the little girl saved from her own mouth.

However, Yu Lingze really couldn't care less as he was so hungry.

I was so hungry that my stomach felt like it was on fire.

She washed the sweet potatoes, lit a fire, and roasted the sweet potatoes in the fire.

He turned around and went back into the house, found a broken clay pot, washed it, and boiled some hot water.

This weather is really too hot.

Covered in stinky sweat.

She would rather skip a meal and just take a simple shower.

I also have to clean Song Mingchen's body. Otherwise, in such a hot day, he will get heat rash within two days and bedsore within three days.