Reborn on My Wedding Night: This Time, I Won't Fail My Soldier Husband
Lu Yuzhou was so coaxed and doted on that he felt dizzy with happiness. He hugged Dong Shuyao and patted her back, saying, "Go to sleep early. I'll bring you breakfast tomorrow morning, eat that before you head out."
He had already forgotten that he wasn't happy about his wife going out to work in the first place.
The next day, just as Dong Shuyao finished the small steamed bun in her hand, the sound of children came from downstairs: "A little car... a little car... a little car..."
Immediately after, someone shouted from below: "Shuyao, someone in a little car is looking for you."
In the early eighties, even bicycles were rare items, let alone cars.
The streets were full of bicycles and motorcycles, but cars were few and far between.
Ordinary families had only ever seen what cars looked like in newspapers or on television.
The most common vehicles people in the military saw were military jeeps.
A sedan...
They really hadn't seen one up close before.
"It must be Jiaojiao here."
Dong Shuyao grabbed the leather bag from the chair and prepared to leave.
Lu Yuzhou pulled her back: "I'll go down with you."
At the entrance of the residential compound, two young men stood looking quite handsome. Most importantly, they were dressed very elegantly, and every gesture revealed the carefree confidence of wealthy young masters.
Shen Tai had residual oil paint on his fair fingers: "Jiaojiao, did you really find us a very beautiful model? You aren't exaggerating, are you? Let me tell you, my art exhibition is in half a month, and the most important muse hasn't been painted yet. Don't waste my time."
Hu Jiaojiao had praised this Miss Dong as if she were a fairy, and he couldn't imagine what kind of beautiful young lady she could be.
"Don't worry!"
Hu Jiaojiao lifted her chin: "Don't you trust my eye for talent?"
Before Shen Tai could speak, Ouyang Xin, who was sitting beside Hu Jiaojiao, had already answered: "A-Tai, Jiaojiao is keeping your muse in mind. You should thank her. Can't you speak properly?"
"OK, OK!"
Shen Tai waved his hand: "Since the Third Young Master Ouyang has spoken, whatever you say goes."