The Rebirth Wife Of The Seventies (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 40

Xie Tingyu was holding Ye Qingshui's hand for the first time, and he also took the way. She was a little nervous, and didn't care if he held her hand all the way.

The woman's hands were soft and cold, leaving, Xie Tingyu's palm still felt a little soft.

Zhou Cunren was sitting under the stage, not on stage. When Ye Qingshui passed the first row, his stern face all the year round, with a rare smile, he said: "Go on, everyone is here.

Waiting for you." Ye Qingshui hesitated and took off his mask. The moment the mask was taken off, it seemed that the whole picture was lit up.

The bright incandescent light shines like a thread, and the light falls on the cotton-white shirt. The white light reflected by the newly-made clothes is dazzling like snow. I move my eyes up a few inches, and my thin, pale pink lips. The clear landscape of the eyes is like lacquer ink, black and white.

Wearing a black skirt and white shirt, she slowly walked onto the stage, like a stray person.

The thin white neck is soft and white, with black hair and black eyes. Clean and transparent.

The educated youth who came to join in the fun in Yejiacun, as well as the village members, had wonderful expressions on their faces, rubbing their eyes in surprise, shock, and even dare not imagine.

The eagerly looking forward gesture of stretching his neck and looking forward, if it weren't for a serious occasion, the shock of the heart could already boil. Someone whispered and whispered:

"Is that Ye Qingshui ?"

"I've become so handsome, as if I have changed people."

The people in Yejia Village were also surprised. They used to think that they were the daughters of the Ye family. He has good facial features, but he didn't expect to be so beautiful now.

In the past, Yejia Shuiya said that it was a flower in the whole village, but she was a little bit reluctant, but this time she was neatly dressed, with a white shirt and black skirt, snow-white stockings, and a pair of western-style leather shoes on her feet, saying that she was from the city. People dare to believe it.

Peugeot is as handsome as the top of the ten miles and eight villages, and its eyes are as pure as water. They seem to understand a little bit, why Xie Zhiqing only went to the countryside for less than a year and got married in a scorching manner.

Xie Tingyu stood aside and heard the commotion in Yejiacun's location. He faintly let out a faint utterance. His eyes moved with those of the villagers, and finally fell on Ye Qingshui.

There was a touch of surprise in his deep eyes, and a thicker dullness followed immediately.

His little girl, like an unpretentious seed, fell into the mud and slowly sprouted, sprouts, and flowers.

The village representative was Ye Dazhi, with a flower on his chest, and he took a big red envelope and a certificate and handed it to Ye Qingshui.

He stood beside Ye Qingshui and said: "This is Comrade Ye Qingshui who developed the'electric pulse natural electric field method' by Yejiacun!"

"She bravely innovated and made unremitting research to finally solve the problem of the villagers' draught difficulty. She reflects on her. In order to learn from the spirit of Dazhai in agriculture..."

Ye Dazhi seemed to memorize a manuscript, his eyes widened, his voice was loud and his voice was soothing and emotional, and there was warm applause from the audience after he finished speaking.