Wen Xin is not from this era, nor is she a conservative local girl who buttons her clothes up to her neck. She comes from the real world.
Whether at school or outside, in the hot summer, she always wears a vest, hot pants, flip-flops, fair skin, beautiful face and long legs.
After coming into this world, she has been relatively restrained, but the trend of the time is such that she cannot even wear a skirt that goes below the knee, as if her chastity will be lost if she shows some flesh, and if she wears a little less, she will be considered indecent.
Wen Xin was also angry. Since coming here, she felt suffocated everywhere. She couldn't buy as much as she wanted and she had to get a ticket. Even if she had a ticket, there was a limit on how much she could buy at one time. If she didn't have enough, she would need a letter of introduction to travel far away. Is there a deadline after the introduction? If it expires one hour later, it becomes a piece of waste paper...
To buy a house, she has to move her household registration. If she can’t move her household registration, she can’t buy a house. She is like a bird trapped in a cage, unable to move.
And there is the demon leader Captain Yan in front of him, who is wearing a military uniform and has a serious face.
Wen Xin was extremely depressed.
Didn't she just want to be with him? In the end, I wasn't even allowed to touch my hand, and was sent downstairs after a kiss.
But Wen Xin didn't believe that he was not interested in her. In the book, she was the original female supporting role and had never even touched the corner of his clothes, but she didn't know how many times he had touched her. When she kissed him, was she kissing a piece of wood? No, she could feel that he was clearly reacting. If Wen Xin couldn't even see this, then she had had so many boyfriends in vain.
The hand pinching her waist was so hot that it made her whole body go limp. When their lips and tongues were intertwined, he subconsciously wanted to hold her in his arms. As for why he pulled her away later.
That may be because he has good willpower and can control himself better.
People of this era seem to be afraid to talk about feelings, and avoid relationships between men and women like the poison of the snake. Men are not allowed to look at women for more than a few seconds, otherwise they will be called a hooligan or something.
With the reform and opening up in the early 1980s, the talents of this era began to change, and the atmosphere gradually improved. Life became easier for women. They could wear shorter, brightly colored clothes when going out, and they could dress up as much as they wanted without having to cover up their figures. They began to learn to follow fashion and trends, buy nice clothes, put on red lip makeup, and make themselves look refreshed and beautiful every day.
But it is only 1979, and although there are signs, no one will arrest people for relationship problems on the streets. But when you walk on the streets and look around, you will see a gray scene everywhere.
All the women were covered in dust and wore either gray, black, or dark blue. It was not so bad now, as you could occasionally see some wearing skirts or light-colored clothes.
But most of them give people a feeling of decadence, like a colorless black and white world. No wonder she found that the people in some old photos she had seen before were dressed too rustically, either in bright red or bright green. They only wore brightly colored clothes without caring whether they looked good or fit them well.
She thought it was a problem of aesthetics of that era.
But now it seems that if she lived in an era where people could not wear whatever colors they wanted, and all she had seen for ten years were black, gray and blue, then when she had a choice, she would choose bright red, bright green, bright yellow and bright purple, and would feel that it was beautiful. How could there be such beautiful colors? This is the result of an oppressive era.
Although she has to adapt to the local customs and be like the people around her, Wen Xin still has the soul of a modern person. She loves beauty and likes to play with beautiful things. It can be said that this era is stifling her nature, oh no, it is stifling the beauty-loving nature of all women. How can she not feel suffocated?
Moreover, as a modern person with an open view on love, she took the initiative to pursue a man who might never have been in a relationship in this era. From beginning to end, she didn't even make any moves before she was humiliated by the other party.
The first time, he pushed her to the ground. The second time, he chased her downstairs. The third time, she wanted to send him a charity lunch, but he ignored her.
So far, she has been defeated time and time again.
She was not convinced and didn't know what went wrong. Was it really impossible for her to pluck this high mountain flower that no one had ever picked?
The warm feeling in my heart makes me feel suffocated.
Isn't he a decent, pure and innocent person who doesn't like women? OK! It was just right for her to cool down. She had carried his lunch box all the way and walked for so long under the sun, sweating all over. She had long wanted to take off the clothes that were sticking to her body and making her feel stuffy and hot!
It turned out that this trick was still unexpected. She had just put her clothes on the sofa and waved her arms happily and coolly, feeling refreshed all over. Then she turned around and saw Yan Motou's tense expression. His face was black, and he stared at her and yelled at her: "Nonsense! Put on your clothes quickly."
After saying that, he nervously went over and closed the door.
Can Wen Xin listen to him? I ignored her just now, and now I want her to obey me? No way!
Yan Mo turned around and saw a girl in the middle of the room with two pigtails, wearing a white vest and blue pants, with her snow-white arms and shoulders exposed. She snorted at him, twisted her waist and ran to the window of his office, leaned over and looked down at the playground, saying, "It turns out there is wind, it's so cool."
Yan Motou had a sullen face. He walked over a few steps, stretched out his hand and pulled her away from the window. Perhaps he was angry, so he used a little too much strength in his palm, pinched her snow-white and tender arm, and pulled her to the side.
The physical model soldiers of the 146th Military Region are all big and strong, not to mention the terrifying Yama Head in the eyes of these physical model soldiers, so maybe he didn't control the strength well and pinched Wen Xin so hard that she cried out in pain.
When he let go of her hand, five red fingerprints were clearly left on the snow-white and smooth arm.
Wen Xin just felt a sharp pain in her arm, as if it was clamped around her by a pair of pliers, and she screamed in pain.
As soon as she opened her mouth, Yama immediately loosened her hand, and as a result, she saw shocking finger marks on her snow-white skin. It was estimated that tomorrow there would be five clear green fingerprints, which would look quite scary.
Wen Xin felt extremely aggrieved and looked at Yin Zi in disbelief. She had been tender-hearted since she was a child, and although she lived under someone else's roof, she was very sensible. No one had ever treated her like this before. When her arm was pulled just now, Wen Xin's eyes turned red with pain.
Wasn't she just wearing a vest? It was just a normal vest, but she was treated so violently. How much strength did he have? Did he use it to strangle her?
Well, Wen Xin finally understood and realized that he didn't welcome her here at all. She was just being sentimental and bringing shame upon herself.
"I'm leaving. I won't come back again." Wen Xin said, and with red eyes she turned around and ran to the sofa to get her clothes, put them on and prepared to leave.
She won't come again, never again. Everything in this era has a natural hostility towards her. The essential oil formula in her system is in short supply in modern times. She always sells it in limited quantities and will stop selling it after it is sold out. But here, they don't even know what essential oil is, let alone making money from it.
Nowadays, every time a man pursues her, he is full of hostility towards her. Not only does he hit her repeatedly, but he also uses violence against her, pinching her so hard, is he trying to break her bones?
I'm so scared.
Can she stop chasing him?
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Ye Jianzhou finished his lunch happily, feeling extremely satisfied. The braised pork, sweet and sour spare ribs, and minced meat, beans, and spicy dishes melted in his mouth. He couldn't stop eating them. He really wished his stomach was a bottomless pit so he could eat as much as he could. The food was so delicious that he sat there and savored it for a while after he finished.
Then, my mind was full of ideas of finding a reason to go to Yan’s house for dinner tonight.
Nothing to say! Although Wen Xin is young, she is really good at cooking home-cooked dishes. I remember that day when we went to dinner, Director He said that she grew up with her great aunt and learned the cooking skills in the palace.
Now he is convinced, and no wonder, in the past, people in the palace paid attention to the color, fragrance and taste of food, but now few people have this skill. He just got married twenty years earlier. If he had been married twenty years later, he would have rushed home just for this meal. For a man, the happiest thing is to eat the food cooked by his wife, right? It’s just a pity that the banquet prepared by his wife was not an imperial banquet!
hehe.
He cleaned the lunch box and took it to the team leader's office. Huh? He didn't think about why the door was closed. He really didn't think about anything. Besides, he was the political commissar, so he usually didn't need to knock when entering or leaving. He went back and forth so many times a day, so why would he knock on the door?
In addition, there was Young Master Yan from the chief's family, whose marriage had caused him a lot of trouble. He was a man who disdained all the women introduced to him by the chief.
Can he coax women? Wait for the pig to fly to the sky.
If he can please a woman, all the female comrades will throw themselves at him. Who wouldn't want to marry him? The group of young girls in the art troupe are staring at them eagerly every day. The troupe leader, the troupe leader, the troupe leader Yan, but will Master Yan give him a chance? Who dares to come forward?
So, he really didn't think about it and pushed the door open.
Then I saw...
Political Commissar Ye suspected that he was dazzled by his eyes. It seemed that he was not yet old enough to have blurry eyesight, right?
…
There is plenty of sunlight in front of the office window, making the room bright. On the training ground, the cold-faced commander, who was feared by all the little soldiers in the regiment, is now nervously hugging a girl who is as tall as his chin, facing sideways to the door, and coaxing her softly with his head down?
…
He was still holding the girl's snow-white arm carefully, rubbing it and asking, "Does it hurt?"
"It hurts. You pinched me so hard that it almost hurts me to death."
"It deserves to hurt!" He scolded in a low voice, but loosened the strength of his hands a little. Political Commissar Ye felt that his vision was a little blurred.
"Then I don't need you to rub me anymore." After hearing this, the girl fluttered in his arms again.
"Behave yourself." The veins on his forehead were taut, and he was obviously trying to hold back his temper. "Didn't anyone teach you not to take off your clothes in front of outsiders?"
"Is it okay for me to be hot? And I'm wearing clothes."
"That won't work either. Do you know how many people have ideological problems?"
"What's the problem?"
"What's the problem?"
"Then why don't you have any problems?"
Yama Head: “…”
Ye Jianzhou almost couldn't hold back his anger. Is this what happened to Yan Weiguo's son? Is there ever a day when you are so choked that you are speechless?
"No, you have to compensate me. Look how you pinched me. Do you know how much it hurts? You even made me cry."
"I'll give you the money and tickets when I get back. All of them."
"Who wants those?" The girl said in a soft and charming voice, "I want to kiss you."
"No, this place is the right place for you to make trouble? Be serious!" Yama's face immediately turned stern.
The little girl didn't care about that. She put her arms around his waist and stood on tiptoe to kiss him.
Yan Motou staggered back a step and she followed him, until he pushed her to the bookshelf, and then he held her steady.
Ye Jianzhou still wanted to save face, so he quietly closed the door.
I'm really too old and can't stand this kind of stimulation. The girls in the art troupe are all very bold and can pursue people without blushing or breathing heavily. Now, there is even a girl who can kiss Yama's head without blushing or breathing heavily.
She is so brave that she can reach the sky. Isn’t she afraid that the devil of Yan family will throw her out of the window?
Yan Weiguo's son is devoted to his career. He has been focusing on work over the years and has not paid much attention to marriage. He really needs someone who can take the initiative to break through his psychological boundaries and occupy the high ground.
When Political Commissar Ye introduced him to a girl, he knew that he couldn't count on him to be proactive. He would influence the girl subtly. Women in the new era should bravely pursue their own happiness.
However, Political Commissar Ye did not expect that Comrade Xiao Yan would be forced into this state by a female comrade. The 1.86-meter-tall girl was forced to the side of the bookshelf, and she could have pushed it open in one go, but she did not dare to do so.
It seems that no matter how brave a man is, he is afraid of being pestered by his daughter.
However, he had checked the identity of Comrade Wen from the Yan family. This family was a headache, and he didn't know whether the leader would agree. Political Commissar Ye was happy at one moment and worried at another, and left with his lunch box.
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