The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

"You've already spent all your money on me. What about mom?"

She looked at Tang Nan mischievously.

Xia Ling did not lack this bit of money from Tang Nan. If she wanted money, she had many channels.

However, she liked the feeling of a man pouring his heart out and treating her well.

Tang Nan: "I know Qian Qian isn't that kind of person."

He was not at home. Mei Qian and his mother got along very well. To a large extent, it was because she was there that he could put all his attention on the matters of the army.

A year, from a recruit to a class monitor, this also required a lot of effort.

"Humph, you'll always put me on the high horse." As she spoke, she was stubborn, but under the man's gentle gaze, Xia Ling also felt sweet.

She got up and took out a small stack of banknotes from Tang Nan's military uniform.

Carefully folded, there were some Mao notes, as well as one or two pieces. In total, there were more than 90 pieces.

Tang Nan was now a recruit, and his monthly salary was about 10 pieces.

With this bit by bit, in 12 months, there was a total of more than 90 pieces left.

Only thirty yuan a year?

Xia Ling looked at Tang Nan carefully.

When a man was in the army, he ate and lived in the army canteen. He did not lose weight, but he was darker and sturdier.

Only then did she feel better. Xia Ling split the ninety yuan.

Xia Ling kept thirty Yuan and let Tang Nan keep half of the rest for himself and the other half for mother Tang, so that he could be filial.

Looking at the girl, Tang Nan cupped her face and kissed her again.

For nothing else but the little girl's gentleness and thoughtfulness.

*

Tang Nan was also afraid that if the little girl flew too high and too far away, he would not be able to keep up with her footsteps.

Therefore, taking advantage of the more than ten days of vacation at home, he secretly found a primary school textbook and asked Xia Ling to teach him.

For a big brute to want to learn culture, he had to start from scratch bit by bit and calm his heart down.

However, Tang Nan's progress was still very fast.

Seeing that her son and daughter-in-law were still like honey mixed with oil, mother Tang's heart finally relaxed.

*

University started at the beginning of August.

Tang Nan took time off in order to send Xia Ling to school.

He helped Xia Ling carry her luggage and the two of them went to C city together.

Xia Ling used to be a substitute teacher at the village primary school when she was studying. She was paid five yuan a month.

Grandpa Mei held a banquet to treat the guests. Those who attended the banquet paid a gift and grandpa Mei gave it to Xia Ling in private.

Therefore, Tang Nan did not know what his petite wife was now hiding in their luggage. It was a huge sum of five hundred yuan, which was equivalent to three to four years of his salary.

*

It was a hot day. Tang Nan helped her carry her things and sent her to C university.

In the dormitory, he quickly helped her make the bed. That meticulous look was the habit of a soldier.

Xia Ling was idling at the side, while Tang Nan did all the work and did not let her do anything.

The dormitory had a metal bed, the upper bed was a bed, and the lower bed was a table.

There was a wire coiled around the railing where Xia Ling was sleeping at the head of the bed, and the place where it was twisted just so happened to be facing the pillow.

Tang Nan was afraid that it was not safe, so he went to the dormitory manager's aunt and borrowed a wrench and a small hammer.

She waited for him to deal with the wire skillfully.

In Xia Ling's dormitory, the other girls looked at Tang Nan and were extremely envious of Xia Ling.

In the evening, when they got familiar with each other, they lay on the bed and talked.

Then someone asked Xia Ling.

"Classmate, is that your brother who brought you here today? He's quite good-looking, and he's very agile. He looks very energetic."

"What does your brother do? He looks energetic, but it seems like he only smiles at you and can't see anyone else. When I greet him, he's cold and indifferent."