The Rebirth Wife Of The Seventies (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 54

    Xie Tingyu moved a small bench and sat aside, watching her make porridge.

    I heard the sound of the water in the pot gurgling, and the sound of the firewood "whooping" on the bottom of the pot, which was very obvious in this quiet night. Xie Tingyu felt that his heart was filled, and this kind of plain warmth was something he hadn't experienced in a long time.

    Ye Qingshui finished cooking the porridge and stopped. She clasped her hands, rubbed it, and just wanted to put it to her mouth and let out a sigh.

    Xie Tingyu's big hands fell down and squeezed her hands firmly.

    His palms were warm and dry, with thin calluses on the palms.

    Xie Tingyu didn't want to think about a year-long appointment anymore at this time, and the wonderful feeling of gushing heart made him couldn't help getting closer to Ye Qingshui and getting closer.

    He hugged Ye water, pulled her in his arms, bowed his head close to her forehead, husky voice asked:

    "? The water children do not always want to hear me sing it '

    ?" I sing a good day, "

    he Seeing that she didn't speak, he tentatively, cautiously, leaned forward, held her lips, and touched it.

    Only a little touch, the apex of my heart seemed to be trembling at this moment.

    He is so rare that Ye Qingshui's face is ignorant and simple.

    "Sing it to you again, do you want to listen?"

    Ye Qingshui still didn't speak, she pressed her lips tightly, and a small flame in the stove gently reflected in her eyes.

    Xie Tingyu who couldn't get a response... His handsome face was slightly stiff, but he still sang.

    He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, eyelashes cast a shadow on both sides of the bridge of the nose, his magnetic voice as if to tell a story:

    "quiet night in the garden four, no longer leaves rustle;

    how good the night, so that It’s a quiet night. "

    ...

    On the first day of their wedding, Uncle Ye and Du Xiaohe got up very late.

    But Uncle Ye is a rough and dull person. He greets everyone when he sees him. He is happy and can't wait to write the word happiness all over his face.

    Du Xiaohe pulled him awkwardly.

    Instead of realizing his fault, Uncle Ye quietly asked his niece: "What kind of tune did you sing when you didn't sleep last night? It was so nice."

    Du Xiaohe blushed completely.

    Ye Qingshui didn't say a word, but gave Xie Tingyu a fierce look.

    Xie Tingyu said: "Sing it casually, a foreign song."

    After hearing this, Uncle Ye didn't ask any more questions.

    He changed another direction and asked his

    niece : "When will you go back to the capital, have you bought the tickets?" Xie Tingyu nodded, "It's all arranged, I don't need to worry."

    A few days before the New Year, Xie Tingyu took Ye Qingshui back. The capital.

    This was Ye Qingshui's "first time" to the capital. The ugly wife always wanted to see her in-laws. Ye Ma was a little worried and almost wanted to go with her.

    Thinking of Xie Tingyu's family, Ye Qingshui was unwilling to let Aniang go.

    If she can, she wants to stay and reunite with her relatives for the New Year, and she doesn't want to go to the cold capital at all. Nowhere is the golden nest and silver nest comparable to your own kennel.

    But staying at home, I'm afraid I won't be able to live in peace this year.

    Since there was no way to refuse, Ye Qingshui had to accept it. She asked Xie Tingyu enthusiastically, "Are the shops in the capital still open during the Chinese New Year?"

    "After the Chinese New Year opens , the shops will not open."

    Ye Qingshui was a little disappointed, but she thought that the black market in the capital must be more interesting. She waited here for a long time, and there was no bicycle ticket to see the shadow, so she would definitely be able to find it there.

    In addition, Ye Qingshui also wanted to buy some nutritional products for her grandma and a nice dress for her.

    She wrote a list of the things she planned to buy, and put it in her luggage.

    A few days later, Ye Qingshui, Xie Tingyu and a number of educated youth arrived in the train station in a car.

    The train station was crowded with educated youth from all over the world, and the station was crowded during the Spring Festival. It is hard to imagine what the situation will be after getting on the train.

    Ye Qingshui has become accustomed to the convenient transportation for later generations, and faced the Spring Festival transport in the 1970s with a headache. Xie Tingyu took all the luggage in her hand and said softly: "Shui'er, let's get in the car."

    "Xie Zhiqing is so fast, why don't you come with us?" A male educated youth couldn't help but ask.

    They booked tickets in the afternoon, and they had to wait a few more hours. But before getting on the train, I got the window to exchange the train ticket. In order to avoid missing the train, I had to come to the station early. If you miss this ride, I'm afraid you won't even think about going home for the New Year this year.

    There are so many educated youths mixed with such an honest person, everyone can't bear to mock him.

    "They take a special train, which is different from ours."