While Niu Xinrong was still trembling in surprise and a little shyly in front of the young man, Yang Cuihua had already rushed out of the house and greeted him, "Xinrong, who is this? I won't let you sit in the house." Niu Xinrong's face turned redder and redder. The landlord's thermos was poured from the left hand to the right hand, and then from the right hand to the left hand.
After a while, Niu Xinrong lowered his head and said to Yang Cuihua, "Come in, come in." Yang Cuihua laughed, "Who are you talking to?" Just after saying this, Yang Cuihua suddenly screamed, throwing away She took off the door curtain in her hand and rushed into the house - she remembered that her and Niu Xinrong's quilts were still scattered on the bed, and there were still uneaten messes on the small table. After rushing into the house, Yang Cuihua's heart that was already in her throat dropped. It turned out that Zhang Caihong, who was not usually very fast, had already folded two quilts and tidied the small table. .
Niu Xinrong carried the landlord's thermos in his hand and entered the house with the young man. Zhang Caihong and Yang Cuihua's eyes were like searchlights, looking unscrupulously at Niu Xinrong and the others from head to toe. In my original impression, Niu Xinrong was a tall girl among girls. She was almost half a head taller than Zhang Caihong and the others. She was also strong and tall, making her a tall girl. And now Niu Xinrong, who was standing next to the young man, had his head lowered and his face was red, looking like a perfect little daughter-in-law. The young man was indeed tall, with his head less than two feet away from the lightbulb in Zhang Caihong's house. He was quite handsome and had a few red pimples on his face, which made him look a little more masculine.
After Zhang Caihong and Yang Cuihua scanned the young man several times, they suddenly realized that they seemed redundant here. Because Niu Xinrong had not raised his head since he entered the house. The young man had been leaning on the small table where the three girls were eating. Because time was so short, Zhang Caihong didn't have time to wipe the small table carefully, and the remaining pieces of meat stew stuck to the young man's back pocket.
Zhang Caihong winked at Yang Cuihua, and the two of them went out while suppressing their laughter. Yang Cuihua turned around and said to Niu Xinrong, "You guys have a good time."
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