Rebirth Seventy Splendid Years

Su Mei froze for a moment, then smiled, a burst of warmth welled up in her heart.

Although this guy regards her as a substitute, he is impeccable in other aspects. Even if he is the contract object, he has done a good job, which makes her heart beat.

She couldn't help being curious about that Bai Yueguang, what kind of woman is it that can make a man like Han Jingchuan think about her together, even after she dies?

In his previous life, Han Jingchuan didn't even have a contract partner, and he was always single.

After hesitating for a while, Su Mei couldn't help but asked, "The one that looks like me... isn't she pretty?"

Han Jingchuan looked at her in surprise, why did he mention Meier so well?
But he replied, "The most beautiful."

Meier is the most beautiful cat in the world, no cat can compare with Meier.

A strong sourness welled up in her heart, even the tip of her tongue was sour, Su Mei forced a smile, her tone of envy that she didn't realize, "You like her very much, don't you?"

"Ah."

Han Jingchuan responded in a low voice, of course he likes Meier, besides his eldest brother, he likes Meier the most, but unfortunately Meier is gone, and neither is his eldest brother.

Feeling the depression and sadness of the man beside her, Su Mei's heart became even more sour. She really envied that Bai Yueguang. What kind of beauty could this guy miss so far?
Is it more beautiful than her?
"Her... what's her name?"

"Mei'er, charming Mei, I especially like acting like a baby." Han Jingchuan said a few more words, afraid that Su Mei would not know which Mei it was.

Meier is the name chosen by the eldest brother, because Meier likes to act like a baby, and she is so beautiful. The eldest brother said that he has never seen such a charming cat, so he might as well call it Meier.

Su Mei's back molars are sore, she can hear the pampering in Han Jingchuan's tone, this girl named Meier is already dead, and Han Jingchuan can still call her name in such a gentle and pampering tone, if she still Alive, Han Jingchuan is afraid that his whole heart is on that woman, right?
For some reason, she was envious of Meier, a little bit jealous, and even had a little desire to replace Meier...

Su Mei hurriedly drove out the messy thoughts in her mind, telling herself not to be stupid, Han Jingchuan is indeed excellent, but he already has a white moonlight that is stronger than the Great Wall, the one that is firmly glued with 502 glue, she You can't be a moth to a flame, and you can't be a big stupid moth.

The living can never compete with the dead.

wake up!
Where there is no fragrant grass in the world, why hang on Han Jingchuan's crooked neck tree?

Su Mei soon became sober, and looked at Han Jingchuan calmly, and felt that this man was not very good, just like other men, with one nose, two eyes and one mouth, he just looked better and focused. A little bit, I will make a little money...other than that, it's just mediocre.

"The deceased is gone, you should mourn and change."

Su Mei tiptoed, patted Han Jingchuan on the shoulder, and said, "I'm going in."

They have already arrived at the gate of the machine tool factory.

"Ah."

Han Jingchuan watched as Su Mei rode in, turned another corner, and disappeared, and he also rode away. The research institute has already asked for leave, why don't you go home and sleep, and ask Aunt Song to give him He cooks a bowl of beef noodles and eats it in his room.

His illness has improved a lot, and now he can eat something at home, but he has to avoid people.

After riding for a few steps, Han Jingchuan stopped suddenly, with a stunned expression on his face. What Su Mei said just now was about the dead. Why did this sound strange? Can this idiom describe a cat?

It should be okay, Meier is stronger than people in his heart.

Han Jingchuan nodded, and rode away on the bike again, thinking whether he should talk to the old man about the affair, or not, the old man was annoying with nagging, and he would definitely ask endlessly.

After Su Mei got home, she changed into a new coat. The current barber is really good. After the haircut, there is no broken hair on her body, and the fee is also cheap. Unlike some Tony masters in later generations, the hair is dyed colorfully. It was also made of gold, and the asking price was more expensive than cutting the emperor's head, but the level was hard to describe.

There are not many hairstyles that can satisfy customers. If customers are not satisfied, the hair stylist still has excuses, saying that your hair quality is not good and your face shape is not good. Anyway, you don’t admit that you are not good enough.

Su Mei looked in the mirror again and again, and the more she looked, the happier she was. She was such a natural beauty, even if her hair was disheveled and she was wearing a torn sack, she must still look good, hee hee.

Su Yue, who was lying on the bed and dozed off, turned her body a little bit to peep, and saw that Su Mei had cut her hair short, she looked brighter, and she looked better than before with long hair, she couldn't help but feel panicked, so she simply closed her eyes. out of mind out of mind.

But there were too many things to worry about, so I sent a telegram to Han Jianming, but I haven't called yet, and I don't know what happened to brother Jianming. Su Yue bit her lip, feeling even more irritable.

Su Mei didn't care about her. She looked in the mirror and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. It was still a spicy dish. Her goal now was to destroy Su Yue's waist. If she couldn't do it for a year, it would be two years. She didn't believe that Su Yue's waist was so forbidden. .

In the evening when Su Zhiyong came home from work, he saw three dishes and one soup neatly arranged on the dinner table, fried shredded pork with garlic sprouts, eggs with leeks, green vegetables minced with garlic, and a bowl of seaweed and egg soup. Each bowl contained a lot of pepper , There was a hint of spiciness in the air, Su Zhiyong involuntarily took a deep breath, and his mouth began to drool.

Now after get off work every day, he is very much looking forward to what his little daughter will cook. He has a very good appetite. Unlike before, he doesn't have any expectations for dinner. Anyway, Xia Yanqiu cooks all the same tastes, so dull that he doesn't have any No appetite.

However, the reason why Su Zhiyong was in such a good mood was that he heard some gossip just now and wanted to confirm with his little daughter.

"Dad, it's time to get off work."

Su Mei warmly greeted her, and took the briefcase in Su Zhiyong's hand. This behavior made Su Zhiyong feel better. Looking at Su Mei was like looking at a baby bump. Why didn't he realize that his little daughter was so kind before? What about empathy?
It was all because of Xia Yanqiu, that stupid woman who kept saying in his ears that his little daughter was dull and dull, and that she was bad at this and that was bad, which made him believe it, and he didn't feel good about her.

In this way, of course the youngest daughter will not get close to him. Fortunately, the youngest daughter went to the Northeast to exercise for two years, and she has become a lot more courageous. He still has the opportunity to restore the father-daughter relationship with the youngest daughter.

"Xiaomei, did you and Jing Chuan go for a haircut today?" Su Zhiyong asked casually.

"Well, the master of the textile factory said that you can't grow long hair, so I went to cut it short. Brother Han accompanied me." Su Mei was not surprised. It's been an afternoon, and those aunts must have spread the news all over the machine tool factory. Su Zhiyong naturally heard it.

"Jing Chuan accompanied you to report?"

Su Zhiyong was even happier. Han Jingchuan cared so much about his little daughter, he couldn't bear to part for a day.