The score just came out, so it's low.
The night before Chen Yifei was to get married, he found himself lying on the same kang with He Runqing, an educated youth who was about to return to...
Most of the female educated youth who came by mule cart were those who had no connections to return to the city and were not yet married.
They're just suffering through this now.
Most of the people sitting here are dressed well, at least without patches, and in colors that are hard to wash.
The girls, with their hair in pigtails, stood timidly, their eyes filled with envy.
Those male educated youth who didn't return to the city, like Wang Jianshe, had already settled in, acting like big shots, and even looked down on Chen Yifei!
This was a gathering organized by Zhao Qian, who used to have a crush on Wang Jianshe.
They were speaking kindly to Wang Jianshe at this moment, still thinking about him.
Wang Jianshe sat there like an old man.
Zhao Qian glanced at them: "Sit down quickly! What are you standing there for? Comrade He Runqing, look at you, you still haven't improved."
"We all went through hardships together before, and now we've all gone back to where we were, back on track. I was thinking of treating you to some meat. Haven't you had meat in a while?"
“We can’t afford this normally, but my husband is here right now. His name is Qian Zhenming.”
Wang Mei got goosebumps when she heard these words.
She rolled her eyes: "When Qingqing got married, we ate all the good meat. We just ate it, who's craving it?"
"We're not pigs."
Zhao Qian: "..."
She was angered by Wang Mei.
Afterwards, I still didn't intend to get angry. At this point, I needed to be more magnanimous: "Don't think I don't know what's going on with you."
"Although Comrade Chen Yifei's father is the brigade leader, he is also a rural person. How could he afford to eat meat? It's difficult for us in the city to even eat meat."
"It's only because of my husband Zhenming. Stop pretending to be something you're not, Wang Mei. If you don't have the ability, don't make a fuss here. I find it annoying."
"Chattering away like that, anyone who didn't know better would think you were He Runqing's maid."
"Haha, where did we get to? Were we talking about the Republic of China era?"
Zhao Qian covered her mouth and laughed as she said this.
Wang Jianshe sneered: "What Republic of China? I heard that He Runqing's parents were capitalists, or even landlords... feudal dregs!"
“I frowned when I heard that. What era are we living in? He Runqing should have been beaten to death long ago.”
"How did their family manage to slip through the net all those years ago?!"
"..."
Amidst a cacophony of sounds, He Runqing's hands grew colder and colder.
She would argue and firmly defend herself against anything else, but now that someone has brought up this matter, she doesn't know what to say.
Because, it seems, that's the truth.
Chen Yifei glanced at each of them, deciding not to discipline them in front of his wife.
He'll coax his wife out first, then he'll clean up himself.
His voice was unusually gentle, and he held her hand as if trying to warm her up.
"Qingqing, would you like to rest in another room for a while? Or shall we go somewhere else to eat?"
He Runqing had not yet spoken.
Zhao Qian then came over and stood in front of Chen Yifei: "He Runqing just got married and brought Comrade Chen Yifei here because he knows us. It would be so awkward for him to leave now."
"Isn't it obvious that they're afraid of us?"
At this moment, He Runqing stopped and pulled Chen Yifei to sit down.
Others say she's nothing special, but when it comes to Chen Yifei, no way!
His cheeks were bulging.
He looked like he was about to argue with someone.
Okay, if my wife wants to play, Chen Yifei doesn't mind playing along.
...
Zhao Qian thought they had backed down and were only there to support Wang Jianshe today.
So he continued:
"Comrade Chen Yifei, we can all be considered Comrade He Runqing's family. We have all been through hard times together."
"Now that I have money, I'm determined to help find a partner."
"Comrade He Runqing! At least he's good-looking. Although there's a saying that a pot should be matched with its lid, He Runqing is never honest anywhere. He's good-looking but a womanizer."
"I'm not saying this to be mean, but someone like you will probably cheat on you sooner or later."
After saying this, Zhao Qian and several other educated youths who had returned to the city laughed.
He Runqing's lips turned pale: "I didn't, and I won't."
"Chen Yifei, you have to believe me."
How could Chen Yifei not believe what kind of person his wife was?
He stood up, frowning. "Your breath stinks."
"It's really bad luck for my Qingqing to know you."
Noticing the odd look in his eyes, Zhao Qian touched her face: "Why are you staring at me like that?"
"I was just trying to be helpful."
Chen Yifei shook his head: "I'm just a little surprised. I've always heard about foot binding, but this is the first time I've seen the cerebellum bound."
"you……"
"What do you mean, 'you'? Your cerebellum is underdeveloped, and your cerebrum is even more underdeveloped. It's been so many years now, and you still keep bringing up my father-in-law and mother-in-law."
"Jealous of my wife, spreading rumors about her? What, your vulgarity is written all over your face, you'll never have half her ethereal beauty?"
Zhao Qian clenched her fists, trembling with anger: "Just as I thought, a petty thug, so quick-witted. Boss! Manager!"
"Get him out of here right now."
"This is the private room I booked."
The manager came over, ignoring Zhao Qian, and just looked at Chen Yifei: "Yifei, what's wrong? Should I kick her out for you?"
Chen Yifei now has in-depth cooperation with state-owned restaurants and meat processing plants.
Their manager, Zhang Xiao, has said that Chen Yifei is his brother!
Now, the manager is definitely on this side.
No need to even think about it.
Zhao Qian exclaimed incredulously, "No, Manager, I ordered it! This person is so rude, why did you do that to him?"
Wang Jianshe sneered: "What, is the owner of this state-run restaurant so nice to this old farmer who sold you the mushrooms?"
"If Chen Yifei can sell it to you, why can't I?"
At this moment, the manager exclaimed in surprise, "Oh, you're the one who insisted on selling us mushrooms last time. You're incompetent and you're trying to blame others."
Chen Yifei crossed his arms: "Interesting, Comrade Wang Jianshe. He says he hates me, but actually you learn everything I do—learning by doing!"
"He just didn't grasp the essence, so he's a bit slow."
"Come here, let Daddy teach you."
Chen Yifei walked over slowly, and Wang Jianshe swallowed hard.
Then came the familiar barrage of punches raining down.
He was in so much pain he howled like a dog.
"This is called, beating a dog."
"The most important thing in doing business is to kick a man when he's down."
"Understand?"
Wang Jianshe was crying uncontrollably, trying to hold back his tears, but Chen Yifei startled him into saying, "I understand..."
Zhao Qian spoke up for him: "Wang Jianshe, how can you be so spineless? You're about to become someone's live-in son-in-law, and you're not even standing up for yourself? I was going to stand up for you."
Chen Yifei turned his head: "I hit women too."
He Runqing ran over and, from who knows where, produced a stick: "I'll do it!"
She is usually gentle, but she doesn't spare her own people.
Especially with Chen Yifei backing her up, He Runqing suddenly felt no fear.
"Honey, you pack up. I'll watch from behind."