Quick Wear: The female supporting role makes a comeback by giving birth to a child

Towards the city, Peach Blossom Lane.

Xin Guoguo walked slowly through the alley.

Listen to the laughter in the alley, the children's fighting, and the ringing of bicycle bells passing by.

Listen to the "clacking" sound of your high heels walking on the bluestone path after the rain.

She looked around, her eyes gently passing over the children's faces.

Xiangcheng is so lively at this moment!

"Dingle bell! Dingle bell!"

A series of bicycle bells rang from behind.

Xing Guoguo turned slightly sideways, stood on the side of the road, and waited for the bicycle to pass in front of him.

The wind blew through her long hair.

She raised her hand and tucked a strand of hair that had blown into her face behind her ear.

When I raised my eyes again, I heard a "bang" and a person fell heavily to the ground.

"Ouch!"

He wailed.

Then, an auntie cursed:

"You little bastard, you are riding a bike without any eyes! Look at this! No matter how pretty the girl is, can she be as pretty as you?!"

As he spoke, he grabbed the young man's ear and shouted into the alley:

"Long Wazi, push your brother's car back!"

A thin and small boy walked out from the entrance of the alley.

When he saw the aunt pulling his brother's ears, he pretended not to see.

He lifted the car and grinned at the aunt:

"Aunt, what delicious food did you cook today? I'm so confused!"

The aunt laughed and scolded him:

"You are the only one with a sharp nose! You are the only one with a good mouth! I made chicken soup and you could smell it! That's for the mother of the dog to produce milk! You greedy man! Bring the bowl over later and I'll scoop some water from the pot for you. There's no more!"

The boy's mouth widened, and he pushed the cart and ran quickly:

"Hey! Thank you, Auntie! I'll be there right away!"

There is chicken soup to drink!

Even though it's just water from the pot, it's still shiny!

The young man kept swallowing his saliva, his face beaming with joy.

As soon as the aunt turned her head, her face immediately changed to a gentle one, and she spoke in somewhat broken Mandarin:

"Don't be afraid, little girl. This brat means no harm. Go home quickly. This alley is so noisy!"

Xin Guoguo nodded slightly at her and replied in the same dialect:

"Thank you, Auntie. I'm not afraid. Auntie is so awesome!"

When the aunt heard her speaking in dialect, her smile widened:

"Hey! It's our Xiangcheng girl! Our Xiangcheng girls are always brave!"

The aunt is someone who can chat.

He insisted on chatting with Xin Guoguo for half a quarter of an hour.

He never let go of the hand that was twisting the young man's ear.

The young man didn't dare to say anything and could only grimace.

Xin Guoguo couldn't help laughing.

Seeing that Xin Guoguo didn't dislike them at all, she even invited Xin Guoguo to visit her home!

Xin Guoguo quickly declined:

"It's getting late, and I have to go home quickly. My father keeps the house closed."

My aunt slapped her thigh:

"Yes! You are such a pretty girl, you have to be careful! Go home quickly! Is your home far away? How about letting Dalong take you there?"

Xing Guoguo waved his hand:

"No, no. Auntie, my home is not far away. It's just outside the alley."

Only then did her aunt feel relieved and let her go home quickly.

He even watched Xing Guoguo leave the alley, then twisted the young man's ear and walked to the other side:

"You idiot! Your parents are gone, can you behave like a human being? You're still looking at a girl! You're riding a bike, are you dying?"

The young man bent his knees and followed his aunt, crying out "Ouch, ouch," but he did not forget to admit his mistake:

"I was wrong! Auntie, please let go! My ears are about to fall off!"

Seeing the pain on his face, the aunt quickly let go.

Seeing the young man rubbing his ears, he couldn't help but slap him on the face and glared at him:

"Remember this next time! You still have two younger brothers!"

The young man smiled apologetically, put his hands on his aunt's shoulders, and pushed her back to the yard:

"I'll remember that! Auntie, please go home quickly! Smell it, the rice on your stove is about to get burnt!"

My aunt sniffed her nose, not knowing whether she could smell the burnt smell or not.

But she remembered the chicken soup she was still cooking on the stove, and hurriedly called out:

"Ouch! My chicken soup!"

He shook off the young man's hand and ran into the yard.

The young man smiled and waved at her, not caring whether the aunt saw it or not:

"Aunt, I'm going home first!"

The aunt waved her hands impatiently: "Get lost!"

The young man had an unruly smile on his face.

He picked up a piece of foxtail grass from the wall, put it in his mouth, and bounced his feet on it.

From time to time, he would reach out and stroke the head of the little kid who ran over, and then go back home.

But as soon as he entered the yard, the smile on his face disappeared immediately.

He closed the gate and walked quickly towards the room.

In the yard, Long Wawaer parked his bicycle against the wall and then went to chop firewood.

Seeing his brother coming back, he quickly followed him:

"elder brother."

"Long Waer, guard the door."

With just five words, the boy's face immediately became serious.

He squatted down and sat next to his brother's door, looking around as if bored, but in fact he was observing whether anyone was approaching.

And inside the house.

The young man walked to the back of the house and drew the heavy curtain between the two cabinets.

Then he turned on the light and sat down beside the bed.

He pulled a slip of paper out of his pocket and unfolded it.

He took out a dictionary from under his pillow, checked the words one by one, and wrote the corresponding words on a piece of paper.

"September 30th, 8:15 p.m., Shunchang Commercial Bank."

A hint of joy flashed across the young man's eyes, and then he lit the note with an oil lamp.

Looking at the flickering flames, a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes, and he whispered softly:

"Long live the motherland!"

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Xin Guoguo walked out of the alley slowly, and just as he turned an intersection, he was blocked by a bicycle again.

She looked at the man in a suit sitting sideways in the back seat of the car with his legs crossed.

He had his hair combed back with cheap hair oil.

He asked her to look over here and raised his hand to smooth his meticulously combed hair.

Xing Guoguo frowned:

"Teacher Dong, you haven't washed your hair for so many days, so why don't you use hair oil? And this brand of hair oil can easily cause acne."

Teacher Dong:(′?_?`)

The smile and pride on his face froze.

Even the hands that were stroking her hair were hurriedly put behind her back and rubbed on her clothes.

With two dry laughs:

"Teacher Xin, what a coincidence. I didn't expect that we would meet so soon. Since we are so destined to meet, why don't we..."

Xin Guoguo raised the corner of his lips and gave a perfunctory smile:

"It's quite a coincidence indeed. Teacher Dong is here, is she waiting for someone? Teacher Dong is really quick. I just walked through an alley, and Teacher Dong not only changed her clothes, but she even put on hair oil."

Teacher Dong:……

In other words, can you please stop talking about oily scalp?

He now felt his head itching.

The acne he had had before seemed to be attacking him again.

"Haha, that's... okay. Teacher Xin, I..."

"Oh, by the way, I have something else to do, so I won't delay Teacher Dong and the others. Have a good time. Goodbye."

Lift your feet and walk.

When Xin Guoguo turned around, she couldn't help rolling her eyes.

That is to say, this kind of ordinary men are really common in every era.