A sweet military marriage, Reborn 1980’s hot daughter-in-law is in charge

Yang Weili's room is as clean and tidy as ever, which is in line with his daily life style.

The quilt on the bed is still made of square tofu, the books on the bookcase are neatly stacked, and even the pens on the table are in the same posture.

Everything was arranged neatly, as if measured with a ruler.

Zhou Zhaozhao suddenly thought of a question.

"Do you...have to arrange all your things in such a fashion?" she asked.

"Yeah." Yang Weili nodded and looked at her, "Isn't that the case all the time?"

Zhou Zhaozhao, "..."

None of that!

For example, she likes things to be placed in a conspicuous place so that she can find them easily.

Zhou Zhaozhao suddenly imagined a scene in his little head.

She was putting things in front of her, and Yang Weili followed behind with a straight face, "You're wrong to put it this way. This shouldn't be put like this, and this is stacked like this..."

blah blah blah...

"What's wrong?" Seeing her suddenly serious look, Yang Weili asked with concern.

"These are actually easy to learn. Those new recruits will learn them in just a few days." Yang Weili said.

Of course Zhou Zhaozhao also knows this.

During the military training some time ago, all I had to do every day was tidy up the housework.

In order for the quilt to be folded like a piece of tofu, they would sit on the quilt and press it. After folding the quilt in the morning, they were reluctant to take it apart and cover it when they went to bed at noon.

I was afraid that it might not be folded properly during the inspection in the afternoon.

But that's military training.

The tofu cubes she stacked were pretty passable.

That's all.

If compared with Yang Weili's, it would be inconceivable.

If you want to marry him, you still have to learn these things. What should you do if you can't learn them?

"My mother always said that my room doesn't look alive at all." Yang Weili naturally saw through her little thoughts and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter if you can't learn it."

"Just do it your way," he said.

He had gone into her room, which was very clean and warm.

This is enough.

"Oh." Zhou Zhaozhao nodded subconsciously.

There was a sigh of relief in the voice that she didn't even notice, and Yang Weili smiled and rubbed her head.

"If there's anything you don't like, just tell me." The corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Yes, something is wrong." Zhou Zhaozhao suddenly remembered his bold behavior just now and said angrily, "How could you hold my hand in front of so many people!"

Yang Weili didn't care at all, "What if I hold hands?"

Then he said, "Then you mean, I can hold you when no one is around?"

But just now, he held her hand, why did she still want to break away?

Little liar.

Zhou Zhaozhao lost his temper when he said this and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"I find that you seem to have opinions about me." He looked up at her and leaned lazily on the desk.

"What do you think?" Zhou Zhaozhao frowned.

"You have started to have problems with me since you came back to my house." Yang Weili said firmly.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhou Zhaozhao glared at him, "If I have a problem with you, then I...can I come back with you?"

"And why are you like this with your family?" she continued.

After eating for a while, she finally saw how Yang Weili and Yang Quanting, father and son, didn't want to see each other.

It's really simple.

"So what?" Yang Weili said nonchalantly, "He looks down on me, and I still look down on him."

Zhou Zhaozhao, "..."

"Uncle Yang is very good, don't be angry with him all the time." She pushed him and said.

During the time of his accident, although his father-in-law did not show up in person, he would ask people to deliver things to him, and even wanted to bring the two of them to live in the provincial capital.

It was herself who didn't agree to Guo Fengqin's provocation.

"It's strange," Yang Weili frowned and looked at her, "The person you married is me, why are you so interested in such a bad old man?"

"Yang Weili." Zhou Zhaozhao got angry and threw a book on the table, "You bastard."

It was only after Yang Weili said this that he felt something was wrong. Just as he was about to apologize, the book flew over.

He hurriedly caught the book with one hand.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. Don't be angry." He put the book on the table and said, "Zhaozhao, don't be angry."

"Who told you to treat the old man better than me," Yang Weili said, "I don't know, I thought he was your father."

"What are you talking about?" Zhou Zhaozhao looked at him in surprise.

I saw dissatisfaction and jealousy written all over his face.

For a time she thought she was dazzled.

Just now I felt that this man with a strict moral code was a mature, steady and rigorous thinking person.

But who knew it would be so unreasonable.

She was a little dumbfounded for a while.

"Even my two older brothers have a better attitude than me." He complained dissatisfiedly, "They pinched me just now."

"Yang Weili, can you please speak some truth?" Zhou Zhaozhao was really driven crazy by his words, "Don't you have any idea why I pinched you?"

Who told him to suddenly hold her hand and act mischievously?

"From now on, we have made a three-part agreement," Zhou Zhaozhao said angrily, "No flirting in public."

"Look, you really dislike me." Yang Weili said.

There was actually some grievance in his voice.

Zhou Zhaozhao forced himself not to be fooled by him.

But when she met his eyes, she couldn't help but feel soft, "Anyway, don't talk nonsense in the future."

However, why didn't she realize in her previous life that Yang Weili still had such a childish side in his family?

"Don't laugh." Yang Weili glared at her.

At this moment, Xu Guizhi's voice came from outside, "Come out and drink sugar water."

She just went to make sugar water.

Zhou Zhaozhao ran out while laughing, as if he had received an amnesty order.

"Drink sugar water." Xu Guizhi said to Zhou Zhaozhao with a smile.

"Thank you, auntie." Zhou Zhaozhao said.

Xu Guizhi glanced at her son again. Even though Yang Weili had the same straight face as usual, she could still tell that he was unhappy.

But when Zhou Zhaozhao came out just now, the smile on his face could not be hidden.

Someone who can make Yang Weili feel defeated.

Xu Guizhi glanced at his son, oh!

Yang Weili, "..."

Before he could speak, Zhou Zhaozhao handed a bowl of sugar water to Yang Quanting, "Uncle Yang, drink the sugar water."

Yang Weili, "..."

"Here." Xu Guizhi smiled and stuffed a bowl of sugar water into his youngest son's hand, "Drink."

This girl Zhou Zhaozhao is really good.

Perhaps if the father and son want to ease their relationship, they have to rely on this girl.

"I'll cook some corn for you to take with you later." Yang Quanting pointed to the corn growing in the field and said.

"Okay." Zhou Zhaozhao turned around and glanced at Yang Weili proudly.

Yang Weili pressed his teeth against his teeth and asked, "Were all the words he just said in the room in vain?"