Author: Thirteen pure onesMachine Translation
Four families gathered in the courtyard of Tang Nan and Xia Ling.
Among them, two of them were the same as Tang Nan. They came from the mainland and worked here. They had the skills to stand out.
The other two women were locals. They looked a little arrogant, as if they did not want to be associated with Xia Ling and other women.
Their looks were typical of southerners. Although they looked beautiful and exquisite, if one looked closely at their faces, their cheekbones were tall and they looked a little mean. Their hair was hot and they looked a little retro.
From Xia Ling’s point of view, they were not that good-looking. It was just that those two women thought they were very beautiful and flirted with their hair in a reserved manner.
Except for the government affairs, which were half a rank higher than Tang Nan’s.
The other company commanders and deputy battalion commanders were all slightly lower in rank than Tang Nan.
The government affairs wife also came.
She was a teacher in C city and was usually the most arrogant person.
The other few women looked at Xia Ling, who was wearing a plain-colored dress. She was not ostentatious but was extremely beautiful.
Her hair was tied into a low ponytail, and her skin was white and delicate. Not to mention men, they liked her just by looking at her. She also had the temperament of a university student. She looked different from rural people like them.
No wonder Tang Nan spoiled her so much every day. He wished he could hide her and not let anyone see her.
Such a delicate person, no matter which man it was, wouldn’t he have to stay well and not be willing to tire her out?
She was good-looking, well-raised, and a university student cadre. Which identity was not better than those who could not read a word?
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Jealous, a few women with children played at Xia Ling’s house.
The men were talking on the other side.
No one helped Xia Ling, and Xia Ling was not in a hurry.
She was busy for a while, so Tang Nan naturally went into the kitchen to help.
At this time, the other women could not sit still.
The two of them looked after the children, while the others came to help.
Only then did Tang Nan go out of the kitchen.
Being able to understand their thoughts, Xia Ling had to be calculating with these uncultured women.
She was still smiling, and the dishes were quickly prepared.
There were seven or eight dishes, some were meat and some were vegetarian.
There were chestnut chicken, braised pork, and shredded potatoes.
They were all home-cooked dishes, but they smelled especially fragrant and smelled good.
The men were full of praise. Xia Ling was generous, and the scene looked quite lively.
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When the dishes were all served, the sound of a car horn came from outside the door.
It was the wife of a political commissar.
She was wearing a casual summer dress. The woman’s hair was permed very carefully, and her lips were painted with lipstick. No matter how one looked at it, she was a fashionable girl who was at the forefront of this era.
Her upper body was covered by a short silver-gray waistcoat with a beige knitted vest inside. Her lower body was wrapped in a skirt, a high-waist style.
With some lotus leaf edges, the upper body of the vest was wrapped in a high-waist wrap skirt.
This dress was elegant and fashionable, which made the woman’s figure look very good.
A pair of long, slender legs wearing silk stockings and high-heeled shoes, were even more graceful.
Usually, the few women could not help but envy the wife of the commissar.
But today, seeing that Mei Qian was so beautiful, from the time they came to her home until now, the men of each family praised Mei Qian again and again.
The women’s hearts were already unbalanced.
Everyone sat down, and holding the children, they deliberately in front of the wife of the commissar, praised Mei Qian again and again.
They wanted the two of them to fight each other out of jealousy.
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Who was Xia Ling?
How could she not understand the thoughts of these country women?
She toasted the political commissar’s wife with a few cups of tea and chatted with her casually.
She went to university at C university, and most of Manyishi’s designs were designed by her.
When the men drank, they were in high spirits.
Late at night, they helped Xia Ling clean up the mess.
It was time for everyone to go back.
The women wanted to watch Xia Ling and the political commissar’s wife fight, but they did not see it.
On the contrary, before they left, the commissar’s wife had already taken Xia Ling as a confidant and said that she would give her a Mani poem set later.
