There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s

Xiaoliang's mother was a little anxious and secretly pulled Xiaoliang from behind. A state-owned hotel? The food there is very expensive, and food stamps are very expensive. Even half a month's salary for my son may not be enough to eat there once.

"Thank you, kid! I appreciate it. Auntie wants to treat someone to dinner at noon. Let's wait for another day!"

Gao Guilan was a little regretful. She just fell in love with Xiaoliang when she looked at her daughter. Maybe they could make it through a meal together to connect with her.

However, she still remembered the matter of inviting Gu Changfeng, and she had to keep her word.

"What about tomorrow? Do you have time tomorrow?"

Xiao Liang was a little unwilling, and asked Gao Guilan eagerly despite his mother secretly beating her from behind.

Zheng Xinyue didn't feel uncomfortable when she saw Xiaoliang's mother secretly pulling him. How could the old man be willing to go to a restaurant to eat at this time?

"Thank you, Comrade Liang. My sister-in-law will be discharged from the hospital and go home today, so don't be polite."

She smiled and rejected Xiaoliang. She would beg him a lot in the future, so naturally she couldn't let him treat her.

Seeing that Zheng Xinyue didn't agree to go to the restaurant for dinner, Xiaoliang's mother decided that she was a girl who knew how to live, and she liked her even more. She couldn't wait to settle the matter today.

"Sister, are you going to be discharged from the hospital in the afternoon? We sisters will go out and talk for a while."

She took Gao Guilan to the corridor outside the ward to whisper, so that her son and Zheng Xinyue could have more space alone.

"OK!"

Gao Guilan happened to have fallen in love with Xiaoliang, and immediately agreed to go out with her. The two mothers could talk in private, and they could say ugly things first. As long as Xiaoliang's mother didn't care about Xinyue's divorce status, she would do Xinyue's job when she got home.

"I don't know your name yet!"

There were still people in the ward, but Xiao Liang and Zheng Xinyue still spoke with a sense of nervousness. They lost their usual jovial and generous energy, and their faces were reddened before they asked.

"My name is Zheng Xinyue."

Zheng Xinyue told him generously, but she seemed a little absent-minded. She looked at the door worriedly. My mother's intention was too obvious. Why did she think this was a plan to discuss her marriage in private?

She is only eighteen years old, and she has just been divorced for more than a month. First it was Factory Director Gu, and now it is Xiaoliang. Is my mother too impatient?

"Your name is really nice."

Xiaoliang scratched his head and took advantage of the scratching action to peek at Zheng Xinyue. He really wanted to see himself in her eyes, but unfortunately he found that she was looking out the door absentmindedly.

"Are you tired of collecting herbs?"

Xiaoliang tried hard to find a topic, trying to draw Zheng Xinyue's attention to him. He had never been with anyone, and had only met two people. Naturally, he was not as nervous as he was today if he didn't like him. His little heart was beating thumping, thumping. , he was so nervous that he was sweating, afraid that Zheng Xinyue would dislike him for being stupid.

"tired."

Zheng Xinyue replied lightly, and began to cherish words like gold, not wanting to give this young man room for fantasy.

"Then don't go, it's extremely hot."

Xiaoliang found the rhythm of talking and began to care about Zheng Xinyue, almost saying marry me and I will support you.

"Ha, we farmers just pick herbs to make some money for oil and salt. How can we not go? I can't have an idle life when I get divorced and go back to my parents' house, right?"

Zheng Xinyue looked at Xiaoliang with a smile, and directly pointed out her divorce status, telling him not to have any ideas.

Sure enough, when he heard that Zheng Xinyue was divorced, Xiaoliang immediately stared at her with wide eyes and disbelief, and spoke a little hastily:

"How old are you? Are you already married? No, are you divorced?"