Song Shengsheng hid the letter more tightly and said hesitantly: “How can a girl’s letter be shown to you?”
Fu Cheng’s pupils were black, and he stared at her quietly for a while, smiling: “Girl works in a gravel factory?”
The man’s dark eyes pressed towards her.
She was already guilty, and her legs were weak after being watched.
Fu Cheng originally thought she was restless and thought about the fact that Hong Xing had a frustration all day long. Even after she and he came back from Yangcheng, she had repeatedly promised that she only loved him and wanted to manage their small family well.
Fu Cheng said yes, but he probably didn’t believe it in his heart.
If he was asked to capture him, the evidence would be as strong as a mountain. She would not be able to deny it at all, let alone make a judgment.
Song Shengsheng lowered her eyelids and made up: “She was in the organization department of the factory and finally got into the exam, so she didn’t have to pick stones.”
After she finished speaking.
Fu Cheng was silent for a moment, as if he believed her words, meaningful: “Is this how?”
Song Shengsheng was determined: “Of course! What did I lie to you?”
Fu Cheng looked at her thoughtfully and suddenly laughed: “I didn’t say you lie to me.”
Song Shengsheng was a little afraid of him. Sometimes Fu Cheng was more terrifying than the cruel official who was good at torture and forced confessions! She quietly took out her words and found out her loophole.
This man has so many 800 eyes.
It’s even more calculating than abacus beads!
Can’t you afford to mess with her?
Song Shengsheng pursed his lips: “I’ll go back to the bedroom to open the letter, you are not allowed to come in.”
Fu Cheng refused to comment, and smiled faintly, a little cold: “Song Shengsheng, no one is as guilty as you are.”
Although Song Shengsheng often puts bad water in his stomach.
But as her eyes rolled, others could tell what she wanted to do.
No bad things can be done well.
Fu Cheng felt that Song Shengsheng was probably the most brainless person he had ever seen. He didn’t know who she learned when she was a child, and she learned so stupidly.
Song Shengsheng, regardless of what he was sarcastic, got into the bedroom and opened the letter.
The words written by Shen Zhi are as beautiful as ever.
The pen letters fall on the letter paper, clean and neat and contain infinite affection.
What Shen Zhishu said in the letter was actually very restrained.
I just asked her why she left Yangcheng without saying a word that day, and asked her if she was doing well.
There was also some money in the envelope.
One hundred yuan is not too much or too little.
But Song Shengsheng knew that this was probably Shen ZhishuSave all the money you have to spend money.
He went to a university recommended by workers, peasants and soldiers, and found the opportunity to work part-time in the school. In addition, he has good homework and good popularity.
People from the school’s organization department and publicity department will give them any opportunities to make some money first.
Song Shengsheng put the money into his small iron box.
The money she saved was all the money she saved, which was given to her every month by Fu Cheng, and she used the remaining ones.
The more money she has in her private room, the more secure she feels.
Once the money is hidden, you have to deal with the letter.
In fact, before this, she and Shen Zhishu had a lot of communication, and she kept complaining to him about all kinds of unhappiness in the military compound.
Shen Zhishu patiently coaxed her every time.
Even this time, I was still worried about whether she was doing well.
Song Shengsheng thought of the plot of her dream. When she was erect, she might have been married to Shen Zhishu again.
Since Shen Zhishu may be her future husband.
She can’t walk the road any more.
Song Shengsheng hid the letter in the biscuit box under her bed, full of letters Shen Zhishu sent to her before.
Fu Cheng didn’t know, nor did he find it.
He certainly didn’t know that she was hiding so well.
Song Shengsheng knelt on the ground, stuck out his butt and stuffed the biscuit box deep under the bed. When the task was completed, he stood up and patted the dust on his body.
Then he straightened his waist and walked out of the bedroom.
Fu Cheng was in the living room, just repairing the broken chairs on the balcony.
When I turned around and saw her with a rosy complexion, my heart became cold.
When she saw the letter Shen Zhishu sent to her, she couldn’t help but be happy.
Song Shengsheng noticed his gaze and looked over him.
Fu Cheng was wearing only a vest, the muscles on his arms were bulging and strong, and he was holding pliers in his hand, which was visible to the naked eye.