Chapter 573: The Spoiled Village Flower (2)

Without the following plot, Tang Guo is not entangled.

She browsed the plot again, and found that the village chief's family is good, the family is harmonious, and she is very satisfied with this background.

I also found that Song Ye is very interesting, and he can be with Chen Ying for a lifetime without making a sound.

"Song Ye is the most tolerant man I've ever met."

Tang Guo sighed, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, her face stiffened slightly, "No, he insisted that nothing happened with Chen Ying, why?"

[Maybe the host is too beautiful? 】

Tang Guo frowned, and the system quickly made up for it, [Maybe she's drunk. 】

Tang Guo didn't pursue this, it would be nice if the guy was good. After calculating the time, everyone in the family has gone to work to earn work points.

There is still one year left before the college entrance examination resumes. At this time, many educated youths have received news and are secretly preparing for the college entrance examination. Song Ye was no exception. Under his suitcase, he secretly hid the materials for the college entrance examination, which should have been sent from his home.

Tang Guo stretched out Bai Shengsheng's little hand and couldn't help bending the corners of her mouth, seeing that she was not working.

Her father, Tang Shouguo, was a man who loved his daughter and became an idiot, and was reluctant to let her be wronged. Her mother even regarded her as a little padded jacket, for fear of being wronged.

And her two older brothers are all maddened sisters, and they are reluctant to let their sister go outside in the sun and rain.

Therefore, the work that belongs to Tang Guo, the family does a little bit, not afraid of not being able to support her.

Even if she was born in this era, her body has never suffered.

The only thing that made the family dissatisfied was that the girl they held in their palms, the baby sister, was arched by a little white face.

Early in the morning of the wedding, Song Ye was driven to the field by his family, leaving her to sleep in here alone.

Tang Guo went to the kitchen, and sure enough, she saw white flour steamed buns in the pot. Needless to say, it must have been reserved for her. There were four in total, and she ate two.

The white flour buns of this era taste really good. She has a lot of delicious food in her hand, and it can't compare to this taste for the time being.

After eating, she greeted the people in the group, saying that she had moved to a new plane, so that they would not have to worry, so she left the group and shrank back to the bed.

Song Ye was pulled out to work by Yue Zhang's family early in the morning, and he didn't stop the whole process. Fortunately, he had been in the countryside for a long time, so he didn't faint directly.

Up to now, he still felt like he was dreaming. He fell into the water with the village flower, which stained the innocence of the little girl. Now that they are married, he was drunk last night, so he couldn't help putting the little girl to sleep. Originally, he had no idea about this little girl, so getting married would be considered half-forced.

It's just that when he met those eyes last night, he didn't seem to be him anymore at that moment, as if it was a different person.

When he woke up early in the morning, he felt that it was not him, but it was him again, and his mind was a little confused.

Song Ye wiped away his sweat, feeling that he had sinned too much.

In fact, he fell into the water before. The little girl from the village flower just passed by and watched him, the land duck, fluttering in the water. She didn't want to jump off and pulled him to the shore.

Song Ye felt a little guilty in his heart, but it seemed that it was useless to do anything now.

He thought of another person, Chen Ying.

It's not that he has any thoughts on Chen Ying, but that the woman is very strange.

Seeing the yard in front of him, he remembered that there was still a drowsy, tender little girl in the house, Song Ye looked at his dirty hands, and quickly put the tools aside and washed them clean.

I also felt that my body still smelled of big feces. If I just walked in like this, I would smell the little girl inside.

He turned and took a cold shower and changed into clean clothes, and despite being hungry, he liked to get himself clean.

When he walked to the door, he couldn't help laughing when he thought of his actions.