Back to the Sixties: Farm, Get Wealthy & Raise the Cubs

If we say that this is the world of a book, will this traditional man not accept it?

So Lin Qinghe did not say that she only came from forty years later.

But even so, Zhou Qingbai, who was born in the 1940s, was shocked.

Where did he think she was sent by spies, but he couldn't figure out how to break his head these days, he is like this, and what value can make people send such a chess piece?

It is completely unnecessary.

If he is of an important level, and send such a woman who is in trouble to the country and confuse him, maybe he can figure it out, but he is really not an important person.

Although she knew some things on the team before, she never asked him anything about the team, but she took good care of him and his sons. Is there such a spy?

Do not understand, Zhou Qingbai really do not understand.

But he did not expect that the real reason was actually like this?

She came from forty years later?

This is like saying that she is a spy. It is difficult for Zhou Qingbai to imagine.

"Why, scared?" Lin Qinghe patted his face, called Soul Road.

Zhou Qingbai recovered, frowned, and Lin Qinghe smiled at him like this: "Hello, old antique, you put our future generations like that, it's all my grandpas."

Speaking of which, Lin Qinghe couldn't help laughing.

That's right, forty years later, isn't it just a grandpa-level character?

Zhou Qingbai black face.

"What a black face, you said that the old cow ate the tender grass, and the big tender grass." Lin Qinghe said.

This look of heartlessness, Zhou Qingbai's originally uneasy heart, calmed down a bit and looked at her and said, "What does it look like after 40 years?"

"Forty years later, how to say, everything is well built, rice and white buns are very common things, TVs and phones, and all the streets are full of cars." Lin Qinghe said.

TV and car Zhou Qingbai know, but what is a mobile phone?

"That's it." All had confessed to him, and the mobile phone in Lin Qinghe's space was taken out and shown to him.

It was out of power and could not be used anymore, but Zhou Qingbai was shocked when she saw this thing.

He didn't actually know what the space she said was before, but now it seems to feel that it seems to be able to store things in existence, invisible and intangible.

Because he knew very well that this so-called cell phone appeared just out of nothing.

"Is there anything else to ask." Lin Qinghe asked him as he flipped around and played with his mobile phone.

Zhou Qingbai returned the phone to her, watching the phone disappear from her hand and said, "No more."

Lin Qinghe smiled and looked at him: "Zhou Qingbai, have you been scared by this matter tonight?"

"Frightened." Zhou Qingbai said honestly.

His daughter-in-law came from forty years later, how could he not be scared.

"Dawa fucking mother, after forty years?" Zhou Qingbai asked.

"Yes." Lin Qinghe didn't actually know where the original owner was, but he could only tell him that.

Zhou Qingbai said nothing.

"Would you blame me for taking up your original daughter-in-law's body? Did you lie to you and your sons?" Lin Qinghe asked.

Zhou Qingbai carried her into her arms.

He didn't know what to say, but he would prove with action that he didn't blame her.

And he also knew exactly who he was in his heart.

Before she confessed, he even decided that if ... if she really came from another country, then he would have to leave her behind.

You can't live without her at home, or you can't live without her, otherwise he can't imagine what his home will become.

"Don't leave the house." Zhou Qingbai only said so.

Lin Qinghe said honestly: "It depends on your own performance. If you are not good to me, then I will definitely not stay."

In fact, she had planned that way at first, and he was very clear with him until the children grew up.

But who knows how to get along after he comes back, she thinks this man is pretty good.

So it became his wife really confused.

But in the end she is a man forty years later, her thoughts are not so conservative and solidified, he will take care of the family for him if she treats her well.

If he is not good to her, it goes without saying that she will not embarrass herself.

"You don't have a conscience." Zhou Qingbai heard her saying this and complained directly, looking at her and said.

Lin Qinghe patted his cheek: "The thing that I most like the wife in front of you is that this conscience is on, we all have nothing, don't expect it."

What should be clear is to make it clear to him, treat her always, or do n’t think she will take care of his home and eat cold dishes and meals!

Zhou Qingbai hugged her, he was thinking, how should he treat her as good to her.

She came over forty years later, and had never seen anything good, but he really had nothing to ask him to come up with something good.

"As long as I have, I will give you." Zhou Qingbai thought for a long time, can only say so.

As long as he has it, she can take it.

Lin Qinghe smiled and said: "Don't worry, there will be opportunities in the future, depending on your performance."

Zhou Qingbai asked: "You said that the college entrance examination will resume, is it true?"

"In 1977, there are still a few years now." Lin Qinghe nodded.

"Is it time to test English?" Zhou Qingbai asked.

"I do n’t need to take the English test in the first year of recovery. I do n’t need it in the second year. I ca n’t remember the specifics, but if I can speak English in the future, it will definitely be a big advantage. It ’s almost forgotten. "Lin Qinghe said.

Zhou Qingbai turned over.

Lin Qinghe froze for a moment and smiled, "Is there any mood?"

"You are my wife." Zhou Qingbai looked at her.

This is his daughter-in-law, the mother of his children, not another woman. As for what she said today, he should have no idea.

Lin Qinghe asked the man to spoil him, and said with some helplessness: "Tomorrow breakfast you get up and make!"

After talking, he found a comfortable posture in his arms and fell asleep.

This man like a cow, ploughed her land in the winter without falling, and let him eat the radish tomorrow to save so much energy.

Zhou Qingbai was holding his daughter-in-law. Until now, he was holding his daughter-in-law a little bit realistic.

After knowing the truth, he was only able to understand her completely different way of doing things.

But no matter what, this is his wife of Zhou Qingbai, who can't run in this life.

"Hold too tight." Lin Qinghe shoved him between half asleep and half awake, but didn't push.

"Sleep." Zhou Qingbai kissed her forehead and whispered.

Lin Qinghe grunted, hugged his waist, buried his face in his arms, and fell asleep with his breath in his nose.