Transmigrated as the Original Wife in the 1950s [MTL]

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"It happened that Duoduo picked them up at this point and had dinner outside." Yao Xuewei proposed.

Zhao Mingli: "I didn't tell them in advance that 80% of them couldn't catch anyone, so I just bought a duck and went back."

The two of them ran around the school and found that Yao Duoduo had been running away for a long time.

"Fortunately, I have foresight and bought the duck in advance." Zhao Mingli shook the paper bag in his hand proudly, and then asked, "Do you want to buy anything more?"

"Go straight back. There is nothing missing at home. Now when I go back, maybe I can meet them halfway. Yao Xuewei didn't stop. She turned the direction of the bicycle and walked straight to home.

Zhao Mingli took good care of the vegetable garden at home, and their family had few, and they couldn't finish the food at home. All the extra dishes were dried and kept for winter.

They took Yao Duoduo's way home. It was supposed to say that the speed of their bicycles was faster, but Yao Xuewei and others were almost home and they didn't see the shadow of the children.

"It's really more and more off-road, and I don't know where to go to join in the fun." Yao Xuewei disliked her mouth like this, but she still felt that it was good for children to be lively. She didn't have so many playmates when she was a child.

"Just know to come back from the meal..." Before Zhao Mingli finished his words, he heard two loud noises not far behind him.

The two unconsciously braked the car and then turned around and walked back.

"It's a gun. Sound." Yao Xuewei said nervously, "There seems to be no village or factory in that direction. There will be nothing wrong."

When he rode to the fork in the road, Zhao Mingli took out the gun around his waist and said, "Wait for me here. I'll have a look."

Like Zhao Mingli, weapons basically won't leave. Not only their troops, but also the small cadres in the manufacturing factory can match. Guns, like Guo Yulan, usually take the snatch, but Yao Xuewei has never fought and has no habit.

But after she had been in the factory for so long, she had practiced shooting for a long time, and her fighting ability was not weak. She simply said, "Let's go together."

Zhao Mingli did not refuse. He said, "This path looks winding and inconvenient to ride a bicycle. Let's park these two cars here and walk over."

They didn't expect to go there at all. They just wanted to see who started the fire first. Even if Zhao Mingli and others carry weapons with them, they will not open randomly under normal circumstances. Gun.

After walking along the path for a while, Yao Xuewei and the two heard the noise, and the sound was particularly familiar.

'Kn't him to death, bastard, dare to bully the young master and me...'

'What if there is a gun? It's not pressed by us! Kill you...'

'Wow...beat him to death!'

Zhao Mingli's expression on his face flashed, "It's not the children in the yard who fought outside and stole the guns at home."

Nowadays, guns are not restrained. Even for children, it is easy to hold guns.

"Duoduo, they are not that kind of people, and they are not so bold." Yao Xuewei heard the voices of her two children and urged, "There must be something wrong in front of her. Hurry up."

Yao Duoduo was bullied at home for the first two years, and so was Zhao Qingshan. Although he was spoiled by the family in the past two years, he had not been arrogant enough to use knives and guns when fighting in groups.