Rebirth of the Little Military Wife

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She thinks he is not as capable as a woman?

"I want to find it, but your family knows badly." Tang Huai certainly thought of him.

He is a figure in Anxian County and a senior soldier. The country reuses him. Even the leaders of the first middle school saw him with respect and called him "Jing Shao".

But thinking of him being busy, he might not always be in the county town. Communication was underdeveloped in this era. He was not in the county town. Where can she find him?

But Gu Jiajia's mother is different. She is at school every day and can be found any time she wants to find her.

Moreover, if the old lady Jing knew that Tang Li's transfer procedure was done by Tang Huai looking for Jing Xuan, she would definitely scold her to seduce her love for her grandson.

Jing Xuan sneered and said unpleasantly: "You worry a lot."

Tang Huai does not agree with Jing Xuan's statement, "I am not worried, I am avoiding unnecessary trouble."

"Is it unnecessary to ask me for help?" Jing Xuan's face sank all at once.

"No ..." Tang Huai squeezed the money and gave him a flattering smile. "Absolutely not! Brother Jing Xuan, you are so smart that you can understand my words."

Jing Xuan glanced at her lightly: "Let Tang Li transfer the matter to me. In this case, she can take a leave to take classes in the county, and she can go to the county with you.

"So fast?" Tang Huai was surprised.

"I'm going back to the county town tomorrow. I have something to move. I'll help you transport it."

"If your grandma is ..." His car was not driven back by Zhang Tingzhi yesterday?

Jing Xuan ’s car, of course, would not let Zhang Tingzhi drive back. He used an old bicycle that the village head did n’t want to let Zhang Ting ride the county seat. Whoever bored him to come to Shuanglong Village to find him, he had no time to entertain him.

"Don't be afraid of her!" Jing Xuan suddenly stared at Tang Huai.

Tang Huai was stunned and muttered: "She is the old Buddha in the village, who dares to provoke her."

After a pause, Tang Huai said: "You are all favored by your descendants."

After she finished, she glanced at Jing Xuan carefully to see if he was angry.

"She is not in good health, she suffers from high blood pressure every winter, and suffers from myocarditis. We are afraid that she will fall on the ground when she is excited or hit. We are not spoiling her, but will be her."

"Will you help me transport things tomorrow, will she be hit?"

"No, you said that she would move away in two weeks. Suddenly she moved out tomorrow. She was too happy to be too late." Jing Xuan was not afraid of Tang Huai being hit.

"Alas ..." Tang Huai heard it and sighed helplessly. "How annoying is this to me? It's just like the black physique that comes with it. It's okay to start."

"Bring your own black body?" Jing Xuan frowned, looking at Tang Huai with a look of "what does this mean".

Tang Huai patted his face lightly and smiled: "Walking Pestilence, you know? Your grandma regards me as a Pestilence, and I wish I would disappear immediately."

After Jing Xuan listened, his face was deep, and the whole person was bad.

He looked at Tang Huai for a long time before saying: "That's her opinion, or maybe just your thoughts."

Tang Huai: ...

Jing Xuan, you don't know if you are not born again, how your grandmother treated me in the last life, I still remember it.

Jing Xuan suddenly looked up, rubbed her head gently, and said warmly: "Don't care about other people's ideas, just do it yourself."

"I don't care about other people's ideas, I am just improving my life." Tang Huai said.

"You can be so independent, very good." He admires the independent.

"Poor children have been in charge for a long time." Tang Huai smiled.

"Being early is not necessarily a bad thing." Jing Xuan pointed to the wine next to her, "Bring the wine."

"Really drink?"

"You took it all, don't drink it, don't drink it."

"Also, staying here is useless. I will move to the county town tomorrow to live." Thinking of moving to the county town is like dreaming.

"I'll come to you tomorrow." Jing Xuan took the wine, unscrewed the cap, and took a sip.

He frowned slightly, "Why is there a strange smell?"

"The one used to worship God, poured all the cups back, stained with candles and straw dust."

"... You still bring me a drink? Are you trying to murder relatives ..."

Under the strange eyes of Tang Huai, Hu Zi choked in his throat.

Jing Xuan's delicate and handsome beauty passed by a little embarrassment, he had to look up and sip his wine in annoyance.

He choked his throat because it was too fast, and made him cough.

He moved his face to the other side and coughed. Tang Huai looked at him. Under the moonlight, his ears were red.

Murder relatives ...

Tang Huai was pondering Jing Xuan's words. Was he behind the kiss?

She has nothing to do with him. He is not her brother. The word behind her will definitely not be the word "brother."

His words were almost blurted out, not brother, it was "husband".

Reminiscent of the two sketches of locust trees in his book, Tang Huai suddenly thought of something. She widened her eyes in shock and looked at Jing Xuan.

Won't he like her?

She used to work in the county hotel in her previous life. He stood outside the hotel for so long, wouldn't he be watching her?

Tang Huai's heart suddenly jumped wildly.

She diligently recalled the things of her previous life, but the distance was too far, and she wholeheartedly focused only on Jing Peng, not thinking about other men.

She really can't think of any deep intersection with Jing Xuan.

The only time they had a deep relationship was when the village head built a new house, and Tang Youxin, who was driving a tractor, helped the village head to transport cement and bricks.

Every time he transports cement, Tang Huai will keep up, because bags of cement have to be removed. On one occasion, she saw that Tang Youxin was getting on and off the car and was carrying cement. She wanted to help reduce his burden, so she stepped forward and said to Tang Youxin: "Abba, put a bag on my shoulder. I will carry it."

Tang Youxin, who was covered with cement dust all over his face, smiled. "You can carry a pack of cement with such a small shoulder? If you can't carry it, it will be crushed."

"Try it, I can pick up water with a load of dung."

Tang Youxin saw that she insisted on trying, so she picked up a pack of cement and put it on her small shoulder.

She was just thirteen years old at that time, and the cement was on her shoulders. Her small body suddenly sank, but she still struggled and carried a bag of cement into the temporary wooden house.

The cement was heavy and Tang Huai's legs were shaking, and he felt overwhelmed every time he lifted it.

He carried a bag, and Tang Youxin wouldn't let her carry it, worrying that her unbearable load would crush her.

Tang Youxin wouldn't let her carry her. She had to get on the car, drag the cement out, and put it on the edge of the car. When Tang Youxin came, she carried her shoulders directly, and didn't have to climb up.

At this time, Jing Xuan walked to the car and looked at her: "How old are you, carrying cement?"

Tang Huai is not timid, but because Liu Xiaoyu cannot give birth to a son, the children in the village are reluctant to play with her, causing her to dislike talking and communicating with others.

Hearing Jing Xuan's words, she looked up, glanced at him, and then continued to busy herself.

She looked at him at the time, very calm, without a trace of impurities.

Jing Xuan just stood there watching her for a while and then left.

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