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

Zhao Yongmei cooks very well, and she can always make ordinary ingredients taste different.

Bijuan is actually a kind of pasta from Shaanxi Province.

Zhao Yongmei got some wild onions, plus fresh leeks from the yard, and added a little vermicelli and two eggs. It was perfect for making rolls.

Paired with sour vinegar sauce for dipping, the taste is simply amazing.

Years later, whenever Yang Weikun thinks back, he always misses the taste of that time.

It was simply the most delicious thing he had ever tasted.

But at that time, when Zhao Yongmei held the roll in front of him and looked at him expectantly like a treasure, "Hurry up and try it, will it taste good?"

Yang Weikun's eyes were moist.

When something happened at home and he was sent to the countryside, Yang Weikun didn't recover for a long time.

He is addicted and decadent, and even wants to give up on himself and blame others.

But now, Yang Weikun is most grateful.

He is grateful to God for allowing him to come here, and for allowing him to meet such a good girl like Zhao Yongmei.

She is his salvation.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhao Yongmei looked at him worriedly, "If you don't like eating these, forget it, I'll make something else for you..."

Before she finished speaking, Yang Weikun hugged her tightly.

"Don't move," he said hoarsely, "let me hold you for a moment, just a moment."

Zhao Yongmei didn't move, she stood there stiffly and was held by him.

"oops!"

At this moment, someone suddenly rushed in and ran out in a hurry. While running, he was still saying, "I didn't see anything, you continue."

This...is it still called not seeing anything?

"Come back here." Zhao Yongmei laughed angrily and shouted outside, "Do you still want to eat the roll?"

Any rolls?

Well, upon hearing this, Zhao Yongfeng couldn't run anymore.

The rolls made by my sister are the most delicious, especially the rolls made with wild onions. The taste is simply amazing.

"Hehe." Zhao Yongfeng looked at his future brother-in-law with some embarrassment, "Brother, try the rolls made by my sister. It's delicious."

"Well, you can eat it too." Yang Weikun said, "Cut some of it yourself over there."

Zhao Yongfeng, who was about to reach out with his chopsticks to pick up the roll in front of Yang Weikun, was stunned.

What's the meaning? He didn't understand.

"This roll was specially cut for me by your family." Yang Weikun ate the roll elegantly with chopsticks.

Zhao Yongfeng on the side said, "..."

Really, I came here to eat some rolls, but inexplicably I got a mouthful of dog food.

He seemed a little full.

Silently he glanced at the plate in Yang Weikun's hand again, but when the man saw him looking over, he actually made a move to hide it.

Zhao Yongfeng, "..."

Looking at her sister sadly, Zhao Yongmei was about to cut some for him when she heard Yang Weikun say, "Meimei, come here and have a taste."

Zhao Yongmei responded, put down the knife and went to Yang Weikun, forgetting about cutting rolls for Zhao Yongfeng to eat.

Zhao Yongfeng, "..."

Facts have once again proved that since my sister has a future brother-in-law, he is no longer her most beloved brother.

He is falling out of favor.

Looking at the bored look of the two of them, Zhao Yongfeng thought why he looked a little sweet today?

Besides, when Zhao Yonghong returned to her home, she quietly went to find her mother, "Mom, Zhao Yongmei and I have been together for a year, and she is getting married. How come I haven't even said goodbye to anyone yet?"

"Then it's not your fault?" Zhao Yonghong's mother, Mrs. Wang, said, "I introduced you to several people that you don't like."

Don't rely on her.

"Then if I lower my requirements, will you agree?" Zhao Yonghong said to Wang with a smile, "Can I find someone whose conditions are not so high?"

"Who do you have a crush on?" Wang said while picking vegetables, "Like you, stay away from that Hu Cuihong, don't let her get involved."

Alas, it is actually a bit late to say this now.

When the two children played together, Zhao Yonghong actually didn't like Hu Cuihong at all.

Both of them have a red letter in their names, but their fates are different.

Hu Cuihong always looked aloof, and Zhao Yonghong felt a little reluctant.

It was Mrs. Wang who repeatedly told her daughter that the more she spent time with her, the more she would see her and meet different people. Maybe she would be able to find a rich husband?

Zhao Yonghong started playing with Hu Cuihong like this.

But who would have thought that it would turn out like this now? That shameless Hu Cuihong actually had sex with someone in broad daylight, and was even seen by the whole village.

Although the matter was suppressed by the higher authorities, Hu Cuihong was not injured at all and continued to walk sideways in the village.

But the current wind direction is already different from before.

Although everyone didn't say it with their mouths, they knew clearly in their hearts that people like Hu Cuihong should sink into the pond.

What a shameless person.

Even those who played well with Hu Cuihong were actually discussed in the village.

People are divided into groups.

If he can play well with Hu Cuihong, what kind of person can he be? Maybe he was just like her but just lucky enough not to be caught.

Therefore, Zhao Yonghong's reputation has been very bad recently, and she still wants to lower her requirements to find a son-in-law?

Even if he is in modern times, this is a marriage and not a child's play?

"I know," Zhao Yonghong said, "She is her and I am me, and I will not be implicated by her."

"Then who do you like?" Wang asked her daughter.

Zhao Yonghong did not answer his question directly, but just smiled and said, "Zhao Yongmei is going to marry Yang Weikun. Mom, what do you think?"

"That Yang Weikun looked like a very talented person, but it's a pity that he died," said Wang. "Otherwise, people like us would have no hope of seeing anyone else."

Wang was not the first person to say this, and certainly not the last person to say it.

"Then do you think it is possible for the Zhao family to return to the provincial capital?" Zhao Yonghong asked Wang.

Even though Wang is a village woman, there are some things she has really thought about.

"I think it shouldn't be a big problem," Wang said. "I went back to your uncle's house a few days ago, and the family from their commune has already returned to Kyoto."

That person was transferred to their commune very early. It's just that they are not as lucky as Yang Weikun's family. They have done everything from hanging signs, marching, cleaning toilets, etc.

If such a family can be rehabilitated, the Yang family will have no problems.

"Mom, what do you think?" Zhao Yonghong said a little embarrassed, "How is the second child of the Yang family?"

"what?"

"Yang Weifeng, the second eldest son of the Yang family, I think he is more handsome than the eldest brother Yang." Zhao Yonghong said with some embarrassment.

"Don't even think about it."