There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s

Gao Guilan was very unhappy when he saw this. He rushed to have dinner early in the morning, but he still hesitated to speak? Who has time for them?

"Brother, that's it. Can you please don't send the kid you arrested last night to the police? Find someone to inform her family to come over!"

Zheng Dashan saw that his mother couldn't speak, so he helped her speak when he was anxious.

Zheng Dakui's face suddenly darkened, and his eyes became as sharp as swords. He was not going to let that boy go, but he dared to slander his daughter's reputation in public?

"Dakui, I know this request is a bit too much, what should I do?"

Zheng Maoshan's wife started crying as she spoke. She cried very sadly. Not only did her daughter dislike Han Wenqiang, she also disliked him!

In the end, it was Zheng Dashan who made his purpose clear:

"Brother, sister-in-law, Cuixiang was taken advantage of by that boy last night. Although she didn't suffer a big loss, everyone in the village saw it. She will never get married in the future."

Zheng Xinyue listened quietly, with only coldness and no sympathy in her dark eyes.

She suddenly felt that Han Wenqiang and Zheng Cuixiang were a perfect match, and they would never be happy in their marriage.

However, these two people are a perfect match, so let them hurt each other!

"Dad, I think this is a good idea. We are relatives and we have to help."

Zheng Xinyue stood up from the table and said with a smile to her father who was covered with chills.

"Dakui, I think it's good too. They are both toad-like masters who don't bite and respond to others. As a pair, they can avoid being disgusting.'6''9''s''h''u'' x''.''c''o''m'”

Gao Guilan curled her lips and said sarcastically.

Zheng Maoshan's wife turned pale and lowered her head in embarrassment. Gao Guilan's words were like a slap in the face, but she couldn't say anything because what they said was right. Even she felt embarrassed by what her daughter had done.

Zheng Dakui's face was dark and his cheeks moved. He was unwilling to let Han Wenqiang go.

A bicycle bell rang outside the door. Zheng Xinyue's eyes lit up when she heard it. She didn't care about having breakfast, turned around and ran out the door.

Gu Changfeng was wearing a white shirt and green trousers today. He was sitting on the car seat with his long legs propped on the ground, exuding a cold and aloof temperament.

When he saw Xinyue running towards him like a cheerful little swallow, his stern face became warm. He smiled as he watched the little girl running towards him, and his deep voice revealed a trace of *1 indulgence:

"morning."

"morning."

The smile on Zheng Xinyue's face became even stronger, her clear eyes shone in the sunlight, and the joy came from her heart.

"Have you got a meal yet?"

Gu Changfeng asked softly with a faint smile on his lips. His aloofness and coldness only left concern when facing Zheng Xinyue.

"There was someone at home, so I didn't eat, but I got some eggs."

Zheng Xinyue went into the room and patted her backpack for Gu Changfeng to see.

"Then let's go!"

Gu Changfeng glanced into the room and could faintly hear a woman's low cries coming from the room. He raised a cold eyebrow. In this situation, it was better not to enter the room to say hello to his uncle and aunt.

After leaving the village, Gu Changfeng stopped the car. Zheng Xinyue put her arms around his waist and leaned forward to look at him:

"What happened? Why did you stop?"

"Sit in front."

There was a hint of hoarseness in Gu Changfeng's deep voice, and his orders were a bit overbearing.

Gu Changfeng looked at her, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. The sun shone through the leaves and shone on the little girl. Her delicate porcelain white face and big round and playful eyes were staring at him blankly. .

He patted the frame of the car, his black eyes as bright as stars carrying an unquestionable command. He really liked the feeling of being around her, smelling the sweet fruity fragrance of her body, and he didn't feel tired no matter how far he rode.