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Ning Qing shook his head helplessly and looked down at the letter.

This was an urgent letter, sent from Ning Village.

Ning Qing's heart tensed up, could it be that something happened in his family?

She hastily opened it. After clearly seeing the contents of the letter, there were three black lines above her head.

It was sent by Fang Fang. It said that she was going to get married, and a youth from the Ning Village. Because his family was a scholarly family, that knowledgeable youth was beaten into Black Five Type Ning Village.

After explaining the process of meeting and finding the other party suitable, they started discussing about marriage.

Ning Qing could not help but laugh, was there a need to send her an urgent message after getting married? She couldn't go back.

Ning Qing wrote back and stuffed another 80 yuan inside.

In the letter, she saw that Fang Fang's family was going to change his house to a new one, they would probably be broke after getting married.

After Ning Qing finished writing the letter, he continued to busy himself with the work at hand.

Just then, Aunt Liu's voice suddenly came out from the courtyard.

"Xiao Qing, are you home?"

Ning Qing replied.

Aunt Liu pushed the door open and walked in. She was the only one in the room and asked curiously: "Where are the children?"

Ning Qing got up and poured a cup of water for them, "I'm going out to play, the children are very playful, I don't want to be too restrained by them."

Aunt Liu came in with a basket. She did not stand on ceremony with Ning Qing and sat on the chair: "The two children are obedient, not like my old man. They went back to the town to play."

Speaking of his youngest daughter, Aunt Liu shook his head helplessly.

Just then, the family on the right started singing again, 'Birds on trees, pairs...'

There were even voices behind them.

Ning Qing asked helplessly: "Aunt, how did you change into two people all of a sudden?"

Aunt Liu was not surprised: "I think that the girl in the room went to find her."

Ning Qing choked, "The two of them are the same?"

Aunt Liu lowered his head and sewed the soles of his shoes, "Sigh, they are definitely not that different from each other. Amongst us families, these two are the most cold-hearted, and the young miss is the most reserved.

Ning Qing hissed, thinking back to what happened just now, and said: "Aunt, that noble girl is always like that to anyone … "Hmm, is that an expression of disgust?"

The Aunt Liu looked up in confusion, "No, she doesn't like to communicate with others, and no one in the residential area cares about her either.

Ning Qing was confused, "Today, when I went out to get the letter, I met that noble girl. She looked at me … as if I wanted to eat me. "

Aunt Liu paused for a moment. Out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced towards the right and whispered, "That should be because I hate you regarding the house."

A house?

Ning Qing laughed, "Isn't the house helped by Regimental Commander Shen? "Why would it be …"

Aunt Liu said helplessly: "At that time, Old Shen and I thought that if Little Lu and the two kids come back, I would help pull them. So Old Liu and his teacher gave this house to Little Lu."

When Aunt Liu said till here, Ning Qing more or less understood everything.

Presumably, the lady on the right had taken a fancy to the house, but she did not take it.

And the Aunt Liu's evaluation of the noble lady on the right was —

Mental disorder.

Ning Qing sighed, what the hell was going on?

Forget it, this is an unpleasant topic. Since it had collapsed, he might as well change it.

"Aunt, what would you like to eat tonight?"

Aunt Liu brought a made insole in front of his eyes and said while he looked at it, "It's enough to make some millet porridge. Xiao Qing, what are you doing tonight? "

Ning Qing helped Aunt Liu look at the insole and casually replied: "I'll make some dough tonight and steamed two big pots of steamed buns. I'll just cook some dishes along the way."

"Aunt Liu, wouldn't it be better if you added a red thread to the phoenix tail?"

After being told by Ning Qing, when he focused and looked, adding that line, it could indeed look a lot better.

"Xiaoqing, do you know how to sew?"

"That's not difficult."

Ning Qing did not refuse. After he finished sewing the phoenix tail for Aunt Liu, he sent her to the outside of the courtyard. Coincidentally, his neighbor on the right was currently sprinkling the snow in the courtyard to one side.

Aunt Liu replied politely: "Where's Old An's family?"

They were the two sons of the An clan. One was seven years old, while the other was nine years old.

Hu Yuehong raised her lazy eyes and said tenderly: "I ran out to play, I think I'll be back soon."

Aunt Liu laughed, and turned to smile at Ning Qing: "I'll go back first."

When Ning Qing was about to send the Aunt Liu off, he heard Hu Yuehong, who was on the right side, sneer: "I've really underestimated you, this woman. With a military officer coming over to befriend the wife of the next Guild Leader, you probably aren't the same person, right?"

Ning Qing could not bear it any longer.

"Sister-in-Law Hu, it's the Soviet Union opposite me. Are you saying that I have a foreign face? Is there anything wrong with sister-in-law's eyes? This kind of framing would implicate our man in the investigation. "

She paused, seeing Hu Yuehong's change in expression, she thought to herself: Just this little bit of cultivation experience?

"Furthermore, I have married Lu Qingyao. My teacher must have investigated my background.

The more they talked, the more Hu Yuehong backed off a few steps in fear. He couldn't help but ask, "If you really have a root in life, why did you marry Lu Qingyao?"

Ning Qing laughed: "Because Lu Qingyao dotes on me."

Hu Yuehong was so angry that he almost fainted.

Right, Lu Qingyao that man is really not bad.

In the Lu family's courtyard, Lu Qingyao woke up early and came back to clean up before going back to the army.

She woke up early in the morning and only became jealous when she saw how much Lu Qingyao was in so much pain.

Hu Yuehong was still ridiculing: "Painful you? Will you not come back for the whole night in pain? "

Her words gave a sense of exaltation, but she did not expect that her words would just happen to be heard by Lu Qingyao and An Jingguo who just came back.

Ning Qing lazily picked his ears, "My family's leader had a mission last night and needs to report to you? Sister-in-law, as a married woman, it's not good to keep an eye on my family's movements. "

He was watched by the neighbors after just a few days? Just thinking about it was enough.

She was not a kind person. She was not well off. The people who offended her were even worse off!

Lu Qingyao coughed twice, then walked into the courtyard and called out with a cold face: "Sister-in-law."

Ning Qing looked towards the direction of Lu Qingyao's voice. Outside the door, she saw a man who was around thirty years old, currently looking at Hu Yuehong with a face full of anger.

Ning Qing asked curiously: "This is?"

Lu Qingyao introduced: "This is Battalion Commander An."

Ning Qing called out to him, and pulled Lu Qingyao back into the hut, and said: "There's no firewood at home, go and split some."

Hu Yuehong had just heard Lu Qingyao's furious grunt, but her expression changed again and again.

An Jingguo walked into his own courtyard and saw that Hu Yuehong was still standing there foolishly, looking at the Lu family's courtyard.

His tone was filled with displeasure and fatigue.

Ever since Lu Qingyao brought Ning Qing and the two children back, his family member seemed to be on stimulants. Every day, when they were next to each other, he actually began to argue with Ning Qing.

An Jingguo felt extremely embarrassed.

Hu Yuehong regained her senses, looked at the displeased An Jingguo, and snorted coldly. There was some dissatisfaction on her beautiful face: "That house should have been mine to begin with."

An Jingguo said coldly, "What nonsense are you talking about? Why aren't you cooking?"

Hu Yuehong threw the broom over, "You sweep the floor, you cook."

With that, he walked straight into the house without even looking at An Jingguo.

An Jingguo looked at Hu Yuehong's beautiful silhouette as she entered and sighed helplessly.

All these years, Hu Yuehong had kept on pestering her, and he knew very well what kind of attitude he had towards his fellow soldier's wife. Other than being nicer to his wife and singing with her, she did not even give her master and wife any face.

An Jingguo looked at the courtyard silently, shaking his head.