On the Wedding Night In the 80s, the Sweet Wife Has Space

"Brother."

Ling Jiang looked back at his younger brother, took down the pipe from his mouth, his sad face was full of puzzlement and confusion.

"Chuanzi, after much deliberation, I still can't figure out who you offended."

Ling Jiang patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, "If you don't understand it, then don't think about it. In fact, I originally planned to wait until this job is finished, and then I won't do this in the future."

"Don't do this anymore?" Ling Jiang opened his eyes wide in surprise, "Then what do you want to do?"

Ling Chuan looked into the distance with his pitch-black eyes, and the bottom of his eyes was like a deep sea with waves and waves.

"Brother, since the re-opening, you can see how fast Jiang City has developed in just a few years. We have built beautiful high-rise buildings one after another, and we have sweated so much, and the calluses on our hands have been worn off layer after layer. floors, but these high-rise buildings do not even belong to us.

Brother, opportunities wait for no one, if we continue to waste time like this, I am afraid that we will really have to do this for the rest of our lives, not only us, but also our son will only be able to do this in the future.

Brother, let's go back to Jiang City to do business, make a lot of money, buy a big house to live in, and let us all live a good life. "

Ling Jiang puffed the dry tobacco, his mood was agitated by his brother's words.

Who doesn't want to make a lot of money, buy a big house, and live a good life?

But making a lot of money is easier said than done. Capital, connections, and connections are all indispensable. The two brothers don't care what they want, it's hard.

"Chuanzi, is it because of your younger siblings that you don't want to work on the construction site?"

Ling Chuan didn't answer this question directly, "Brother, relying on strength to make money is not a long-term solution. When you get older, you will be full of illnesses and your physical strength will not be as good as it is now. It will be too late to change your career by then."

Knowing that his younger brother was right, Ling Jiang didn't try to persuade him. After taking a few puffs of dry cigarettes, he asked, "Chuanzi, have you thought about what to do?"

"There are several directions, but I haven't figured it out yet. When I get back, I'll go to my godfather's house and ask him what he thinks."

"That's fine."

In the afternoon, after receiving their wages and their elder brother's wages in the financial office, the Lingchuan brothers left the construction site without looking back, carrying their large and small bags of luggage.

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evening.

The setting sun is like blood, and the sky is full of sunset clouds.

In the evening breeze, the girl came against the light, her slender figure was outlined by the golden afterglow, her skirt billowed and fluttered, like a nine-day fairy who came riding on the waves.

This beautiful scene left a deep imprint on Ling Chuan's mind, becoming an indelible surprise in his heart.

"How did you come back?"

Looking at the man sitting on the steps of the door, and then looking at the large and small bags of luggage at the man's feet, Yunmo's moist apricot eyes are full of surprise and surprise.

Ling Chuan sat on the steps, Yun Mo stood under the steps, and the heights of the two remained at the same level strangely.

The light was so good that Ling Chuan could clearly see his reflection in his daughter-in-law's eyes, and he could smell the sweet fragrance from her body, and he could even see the fine hairs on her skin clearly.

The place in my heart that I felt empty because of unemployment seemed to be filled up all of a sudden.

At noon Ling Jiang asked him if it was because of his wife that he had the idea of ​​doing business to make money.

Not at all.

But he had to admit that because of her existence, he felt a sense of urgency in his heart.

She is such a delicate woman, relying on the construction site to tie steel bars, he simply can't afford to support her.

"Quack quack!"

Let me ask you something, why are you back!

As if dissatisfied with his silence, two big geese raised their necks and shouted loudly.

"The work on the construction site is done."

Out of a man's self-esteem, Ling Chuan didn't want to tell his wife that he was "unemployed".

Yun Mo didn't think much about it, and asked casually while taking out the key to open the door: "Then you won't go out in the future?"

"Um."

Yunmo opened the door, turned around and looked at the luggage at his feet, "Do you want me to help you?"

"Need not."

Yunmo was just being polite, and didn't really want to help him get things, but the man's answer also made her quite satisfied.

In her view, a man who puts his own woman to work is a sign of incompetence.

After moving the luggage into the courtyard, Ling Chuan subconsciously looked at the courtyard. Compared with the empty and simple one he saw when he came last time, the current courtyard has become a warm home.

The rockery, the pond, the cabin, the sandpit, and the flowers and plants scattered in every corner, and the same sweet fragrance of flowers as she was floating in the air, everything made him very fond of it.

Looking around for the fragrance, it turned out that there is a pot of yellow quercelain in front of the main house, the height of which is half a person, and the small crown is full of bright yellow flower buds.

And his daughter-in-law's clothes buttons are also hung with two yellow jujube orchids with silk threads.

"You can live in that room. I've already bought the bed for you. The quilt is in the closet. You can make the bed yourself."

"it is good."

While Ling Chuan was making the bed in the room, Yun Mo took some vegetables and fruits from the space and put them in the cupboard, thinking whether it was time to buy a refrigerator.

Refrigerators in this era are not cheap, and they are not easy to buy. You have to find a way to buy them. Before, she thought about the space for things to store, so she didn't think about buying a refrigerator.

But now that Ling Chuan is back, she can no longer put leftovers, vegetables and fruits in the space like before.

After putting away the dishes, Yunmo added two pieces of briquettes to the stove of the boiler.

After finishing these, Yunmo went to Ling Chuan's house.

"Is it packed?"

"almost."

This room was furnished by Yunmo herself. The bed, wardrobe, coffee table, and chairs are all available, and even the sheets and quilts are all new.

However, Ling Chuan didn't use the new sheets and quilts she had prepared, but used an old set that was dusty, the original color was a little hard to see, and there were two big patches on the quilt covers.

Yunmo was a little curious, "Can you still sew quilts?"

Ling Chuan looked back at her, the expression in his eyes seemed to say, don't you know?

Yunmo said confidently, "I don't need to do these things, the servants at home used to do them."

Ling Chuan turned his head and continued to straighten the quilt cover, "You are no longer the eldest lady, and our family can't afford a servant."

Yun Mo laughed, "Isn't there still you?"

Ling Chuan paused for shaking the quilt, and soon continued.

"You can cook dinner when you're done. The rice is in the rice bowl, and the vegetables are in the cupboard."

Ling Chuan turned to look at her, "I'm cooking dinner, what are you doing?"

"I'm in charge of eating."

Seeing that the man didn't speak, Yunmo smiled, "You don't think I can cook, do you? I used to be a young lady, so I don't have to do anything at home."

"Then how did you eat during this time?"

"Sometimes I go to Zeng Fang's house to grab a meal, or I go to a restaurant to eat, or I don't eat. It's so hot, sometimes I don't have an appetite, so I just eat an apple."

No wonder the waist is so thin.

When Ling Chuan glanced over her waist, he thought silently.