MTL - There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s-Chapter 22 I've been waiting for you for a long time

Chapter 22 I have been waiting for you for a long time

Zheng Xinyue believes that it is better to be happily single than to be looked down upon by others!

The road leading to the village from the gravel road at the entrance of the grain depot was uneven, and the donkey cart was a little unstable. Zheng Xinyue wanted to slowly digest this outrageous thing, so she leaned in Gao Guilan's arms and closed her eyes to sleep.

After leaving the city, walking into the countryside became worse and worse. The donkey cart was bumping back and forth. Zheng Chengbao had tried his best to control the donkey, but it was inevitable that the cart would sway this way and that.

Zheng Xinyue can no longer lean on her mother and pretend to sleep. How can it be embarrassing to let an old lady hold her?

 “How are you going to catch the bus? Don’t you know your sister is feeling uncomfortable?”

Who would have known that as soon as she opened her eyes, Gao Guilan would scold her son with all her might. She was the harshest to Zheng Chengbao among her three sons, and she would never be gentle when talking to him.

 Wasn't it that he was naughty when he was a child and could scare Xinyue into doing something wrong?

If Xinyue was not sick, no matter how heavy the raindrops were, it would not hit the heads of the Zhang family. She, Gao Guilan, had never been so aggrieved in her life.

 “Walk well, if you bump into my sister, I’ll slap you.”

Zheng Chengbao was so anxious after being scolded by his mother that he raised his whip to whip the donkey, but a slender little hand grabbed his wrist: "Third brother, don't bully the donkey. It is a mute animal and it is guilty to bully it. We cannot damage the public property." ”

Zheng Xinyue grabbed the third brother's wrist and whispered to him.

“Well, you stinky donkey, my sister said she won’t let me hit you.”

Zheng Chengbao heard Zheng Xinyue calling Third Brother again and his eyes turned red with excitement. He honestly put down the whip without forgetting to say something to the donkey.

 I don’t know if the donkey understands? He raised his head and shouted happily, snorting twice.

 Half an hour later, Zheng Xinyue returned to the original owner’s natal Red Flag Team 5.

There are five teams in Hongqi Village, each with more than 20 households. Hongqi Team 5 is closest to the mountains, has less land than the other four teams, and is close to the hillside. If a flash flood comes, there will be no harvest.

On the contrary, the drought years are better than other brigades. There are streams around the mountains and waterfalls falling from the mountains. Even in severe droughts, the water in the rivers keeps trickling.

The captain of the 5th Red Flag Team is Zheng Xinyue's father-in-law Zheng Maoshan. He sounds like he has a higher seniority and is actually the same age as Zheng Dakui, but Zheng Dakui wants to call him uncle.

Zheng Chengbao had just driven his donkey cart into the village when he saw the team leader Zheng Maoshan walking over in a hurry.

 “Master.”

Zheng Chengbao jumped off the donkey cart and called out respectfully.

“Is Xinyue okay?”

Zheng Maoshan saw Zheng Xinyue sitting in the car at a glance, and his eyes flashed with surprise.

 “Master.”

Zheng Xinyue shouted a bit awkwardly, this generation is at a disadvantage! I wonder how dad felt when facing the captain? At the same age, I have to call him uncle.

 “This child”

Zheng Maoshan looked at Gao Guilan happily. You must know that Zheng Xinyue didn't speak to anyone before. She shrank her neck and lowered her head, drooping her arms like a quail, and slithered away like a croaker.

Everyone in the brigade knew about Xinyue's illness, and no one cared about her. Today, she suddenly knew how to call someone, and Zheng Maoshan was very happy.

“Uncle, I just happened to see you. We are the family members and you are the elder. You have to make the decision for us Xinyue.”

Gao Guilan jumped out of the carriage neatly, pulled off his clothes, and shouted to his uncle without any burden.

Zheng Maoshan looked at his cousin's granddaughter with clear and clear eyes. He looked at himself with open and curious eyes, and his temperament completely changed.

“What’s going on? A group of people came this morning and said, isn’t it a good thing that Xinyue fell into the river and drowned? Why did you take it home?”

 (End of this chapter)