They both wear the same soul

The news of Xu Wanqing's being suspended spread to the village, and her father and brother couldn't hold their heads up, so they just hid her at home and ordered her not to go anywhere, to reflect on themselves.

Yes, Xu Wanqing was divorced.

It's a big deal to contradict your mother-in-law, and it's even more troublesome to not serve your husband.

When she came out of the government, Xu Wanqing secretly rejoiced that she had nothing to do with Wang Xiucai. From then on, it was Xu Wanqing, not Wang Xu.

The little maid from the family also brought her back, not knowing the pain of being divorced, she just relaxed for her: "This time, miss slept until the sun was up!"

"you--"

It seemed that she was suspended because of lethargy.

The drowsiness couldn't be concealed, and she was out of her soul at that time.My father went to a doctor to see a doctor, but he couldn't see anything. He only said that she was weak and weak, and she should take more care of her.

No one could do anything to her, so she was simply locked in another courtyard, as if she didn't exist, she insulted her father and brother's reputation and could still be at home, with food and clothing compared to before, she should already be grateful.

It is also thanks to the tolerance of her father and brother, allowing her to have a bowl of rice at home.

He didn't get used to it very much in those days, upset and upset, but Shang Yi seemed to want to make friends with her, and sent her many books, sincerely.

Just when he was rested, he wandered about in a rough place, pointing fingers in all directions, went into Zhang Xu's body, and turned into a haven of escape.

Over time, I also got used to receiving express mails every day. When I disassembled them, they were all books and text messages suitable for me to read.

For example: Thank you Xiao Wanqing, this is "Evolution of Heaven", I hope you like it.Shang Yi.

She opened up another cardboard box in Zhang Xu's small room, which was dedicated to storing the text messages from Shang Yi.Although I don't know what Shang Yi meant when he could come here in the afternoon, but he got used to it over time.

The pile of letter paper was getting higher and higher, but Shang Yi never saw him again.

What comes on paper is always shallow... She thought so, she might be overlooked by Zhang Xu if she wrote a few words on paper, so she decided to save her gratitude and say it face to face.

Still worrying about not having a chance, Zhang Xu and Li Zhaodi had a conflict.

Li Zhaodi is stubborn, studies hard, is upright and stubborn.Xu Wanqing liked this child early on, and it was her own doing to be at the same table.

She didn't know what conflicts this tablemate had with Zhang Xu, but she also wanted to bridge it, and she couldn't stop flattering and apologizing.Unable to prescribe the right medicine, Li Zhaodi also kept silent.

The so-called "[-]th line" got deeper and deeper, and if she accidentally crossed it with her arm, she would be stabbed severely.

Helpless, she persuaded Zhang Xu and Li Zhaodi, who were in the know, to get back together, and not to have such a cold war again, which made her worry in class every day, and looked like an old mother.

From the notebook, Shang Yi was disturbed by this incident, and even used exclamation marks like "!".

Zhang Xu didn't get along well with others, but she and Shang Yi were implicated, and were treated coldly and violently for unknown reasons, Xu Wanqing guessed that there must be a way.

So that day, she wrote a note and put it in the book.

Zhang Xu will never open this book, only Shang Yi will open it.

Sincerely, Shangmei

close……

She paused at the tip of her pen, remembering that Shang Yi didn't like her tone of voice very much.

After looking through the Xinhua dictionary for a long time, I wrote a note that she thought was very modern:

Shang Yi sister

You already know about Zhang Xu's matter, I intend to discuss with you how to deal with it, since I am in Zhang Xu's body, I should fulfill some responsibilities, it is expected that there must be a reason for the incident, and it must be resolved as soon as possible.

When they came back to reply, they went out early in the morning to go to the barber shop, the male attendant was waiting at the door, robbed her halfway, and went to the bustling place by car, and met Shang Yi.

Shang Yi was sticking the thing called a mobile phone to his ear and kept saying something: "Okay, okay, the experts are in place, try to open it up for me in two months, if the rumors get louder, the media will be easy to follow, when the time comes It's troublesome."

Facing the glass, in the reflection, Xu Wanqing saw Shang Yi facing him.

Frowning, dignified, but decisive gestures, exquisite makeup, and weird shoes.

The other party obviously also saw her from the reflection, raised his eyebrows, and continued to call: "Take care of the fellow villagers around you, so that nothing goes wrong. How long has it been, let's be careful."

Xu Wanqing was quietly waiting for Shang Yi to deal with a matter that seemed to last for a long time.

The old boy told her to sit down, but she didn't sit down. He folded his hands in front of him cautiously, and stood very coquettishly.

Lifting his eyelids slightly, a cowardly and gentle temperament appeared on his face again, Shang Yi hung up the phone, and looked at her intently for a while: "Come on."

Ok.

She wanted to salute, but her bent knees stopped abruptly, Shang Yi approached her, condescending: "Who is your sister?"

"I'm five hundred years older..." Xu Wanqing couldn't finish her words.

Shang Yi purposely wore such high shoes to approach her, with a domineering look, looking down, as if to prove that Shang Yi was older.

"You are 16 years old now, just live like a 16-year-old, old-fashioned... not decent." Shang Yi seemed to be teaching her an elder, leaned back on the sofa, and asked her to sit down.

When she sat down, she didn't know why she wanted to talk like this, she smiled and said, "What is old-fashioned? What is 16 years old? You are a child at 16 years old here, and the women here are already mothers. If you are old-fashioned, you are the one, Look at this black body, what is so deep?"

Shang Yi held his breath, didn't argue with her, and waved his hand: "So what are you going to do? Well, worrying like Zhang Xu's mother, how much do you know? Tell me."

"Who is her mother? Huh?" Xu Wanqing came here to remind her who recognized a goddaughter.

Shang Yi was interrupted by her: "You ancients like to talk loudly, didn't you say that women in ancient times were obedient and virtuous, and didn't dare to show their air..."

"If you follow the three virtues and the four virtues, I will obey the three virtues and the four virtues. If you don't obey them, why should I obey them?"

After being divorced, Xu Wanqing was very happy, but she knew that Shang Yi would not do anything to her, so her words inevitably became a little presumptuous.

Shang Yi admits defeat: "Okay, okay, don't mention this, talk about that Li Zhaodi, she is annoying me to death, she will sue the teacher when I lose my mind in class, and I buy her snacks and ignore me, like an ice cube every day Stuck there, I was so cold..."

"I don't know why she is angry."

"who knows."

The two reached an agreement on this matter, and when they mentioned this matter, they were silent together.

After a while of silence, seeing that there seemed to be no breakthrough in this matter, Xu Wanqing proclaimed herself an elder again, and deliberately came to open the conversation, so she gently put her hand on the back of Shang Yi's hand: "It's hard for you to think about Zhang Xu, since she refuses to talk to us, we But if you can use her body, so if you can use her body to urge her to submit, maybe there will be a turning point."

She spoke softly, intending to comfort her, Shang Yi's hand was retracted as soon as she touched it, and her hands were held in front of her body, not allowing her to touch it.

"Sister Shang—"

Shang Yi bounced up as if startled.

"Ugly boy, throw her out for me—"

The ugly boy had to be ordered to come, Xu Wanqing was very pitiful, she was about to cry, making him a big man too embarrassed to stretch out his hand, so he could only look helplessly at Shang Yi.

Shang Yi took a deep breath, as if he had pressed down thousands of murderous thoughts, he pulled her wrist and pulled it away: "Don't call me sister! No big or small!"

"got used to."

Xu Wanqing realized that this title could easily pinch Shang Yi's seven inches.

Shang Yi is fierce, pulling her wrist hurts, but his eyes are clear, it seems that he won't really deal with her, besides, she has no fear, relying on herself to do anything wrong in Zhang Xu's body.

extra free.

As if I had had enough anger before, and now that I have rebounded, I have to be twice as mischievous and happy, otherwise it will be a loss.

Shang Yi has nothing to do with her, so he can only swallow his breath, and discuss with her how to force Zhang Xu to apologize.

The two spent half a day together, but they really didn't know the situation, so they tentatively decided to ask them face to face tomorrow before making countermeasures.

It's just that after meeting for so long, I only came to this conclusion, and it's a bit of a loss to come all the way.

So under Shang Yi's roll call, Xu Wanqing wrote a word for her office area:

Goodness is like water.

"Okay, it's quite evil." Shang Yi treated Xu Wanqing's calligraphy harshly, but thought that it was a genuine ancient calligraphy, so he still put it up.

Xu Wanqing doesn't like things that flaunt her character like this, but when Shang Yi ordered it, she wrote it. After writing it, she looked at Shang Yi, half of her face was written with disgust, and the other half with appreciation, a contradictory woman.

At this time, she finally remembered the matter of gratitude: "Sister Shang, I have something to tell you."

Shang Yi continued to comment on those four words as if he didn't hear it.

"Sister Shang." She liked this intimate title.

He even liked the way Shang Yi blushed when he heard these two words, and wanted to meet her with a knife.

Shang Yi can no longer pretend not to hear, but he can't stop her either.Xu Wanqing knew it herself.

Shang Yi could only see his eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at her coldly to show his response.

"If you don't like it, I won't say it in person anymore. See you in the letter, and you will know it's me..."

Shang Yi narrowed his eyes like presbyopia.

"But I think you'd like it."

"Fart." Shang Yi finally responded.

"I have something to tell you." She walked over slowly, Shang Yi shrank his shoulders: "Quickly release."

At this moment, Xu Wanqing could probably understand why Zhang Xu didn't dare to apologize in person.

Even if she sincerely thanked her face to face, for her, it was hard to express her gratitude.

So she changed the subject silently: "I was divorced by my husband a few days ago. There were many trivial matters, and I failed to reply in time. I hope you don't mind."

Shang Yi: "..."

Shang Yi seemed to think she was complaining, thought hard, and choked out a sentence: "Then, what? I'll be your matchmaker?"

Across the past and present?

Xu Wanqing was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "You want to know my details, I shared it with you, and you react like this again, I won't tell you next time."

"Oh, tell, tell, I'm listening." Shang Yi turned his legs up, pretending to listen attentively.

"Don't say it."

She turned her eyes away, feeling that she was really bad-hearted, Liu Shangyi waited for her fiercely there, "Let's talk about it next time, when Zhang Xu comes, you must tell me the matter."

"Little girl movie!"

"Who is the little girl? I am an old bone..."

After she finished speaking, her body flickered, and she fell into the pile of books in the room, looking for the "Jin Ping Mei" that she had copied down among the broken pages, but she couldn't remember the two or three pages, so she copied slowly, and hadn't read it yet. It's too late to recite it.

After searching for a while in her own study, the little servant girl rushed in: "Miss! The weather is fine today, everyone is going to the south of the city to release paper kites!"

paper kite.

As if she had thought of something, she smiled and patted the little maid: "Thank you."

"Hey, thank you very much..."

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