The remaining streak of sunset on the horizon turned fiery red, dyeing half the sky red, and then was swallowed up by the increasingly dark sky.

Throughout the day, the work efficiency of the Huagou Village production team dropped significantly.

After dinner, the fields are full of gossip.

The story centers on the bizarre marriage of the two daughters of the Jiang family who were married on the same day. It involves a wide range of people, including the He family, the educated youth camp, the Chen family, the Wang family, the Sun family, the Liu family and the Li family in the next village, and even the elusive wild dogs that lived in the mass grave decades ago.

Fortunately, we managed to complete the work task before it got completely dark. In the dim light, everyone carried their farm tools and went to work, chatting and laughing.

The home of Zhang Likun, the village party secretary.

Zhang Fengxia ate a few mouthfuls of rice, put down the bowl, ran to boil water for a bath, changed into a brand new red plaid shirt, and went out excitedly, completely ignoring the shouting of Zhang's mother behind her.

She stood by the courtyard wall, twirling her slightly wet braids with her fingers, looking around. After waiting for a long time, her eyes lit up when she saw Song Wenqing riding a bicycle around the corner.

When she saw Si Yuzhen in the back seat, her face immediately turned into a resentful one.

She twirled the corner of her clothes, stamped her foot, and strode forward.

"Song Zhiqing!"

Song Wenqing braked the car suddenly, his tone polite yet distant: "Comrade Fengxia, what's the matter?"

Zhang Fengxia rolled her eyes at Si Yuzhen, who was sitting on the back of the bicycle with bags in her hands, and said stiffly, "My father wants to talk to you! Come over here."

Song Wenqing frowned, glanced at the open gate of the Zhang family's courtyard in front of him, turned his head and whispered something to Si Yuzhen.

Si Yuzhen nodded without any emotion, jumped off the bike, and without waiting for Song Wenqing, continued pushing the bike uphill.

Song Wenqing watched her leaving, a flash of annoyance in his eyes.

In the afternoon, after they arrived in town, they first went to buy a Phoenix brand bicycle, then he took Si Yuzhen to the supply and marketing cooperative to shop, and went to a state-owned restaurant for dinner before returning.

The atmosphere was originally very good, but when they accidentally talked about Sun Zuo's affairs, they had a disagreement.

"I feel that since he is innocent, how could he suffer shame and humiliation by marrying that woman? Marriage is not a joke. If he doesn't like it..."

"Yuzhen, you know, if this gets out of hand, it will only do more harm to him, right?"

"But if you encounter injustice, you should fight for justice..."

"Yuzhen!" Song Wenqing suddenly interrupted her with a sullen face, "Not everyone is like you, with someone to rely on."

Si Yuzhen was stunned: "...What do you mean?"

Song Wenqing took a deep breath and suppressed his emotions that suddenly got out of control.

He glanced around, reached out and held Si Yuzhen's hand on the table, lowered his voice and said:

"Yuzhen, you feel indignant for Sun Zuo and feel sympathy for the woman who will be treated arbitrarily by him after repaying his kindness with hatred. Idealism is good, but reality is not ideal. That is someone else's life too. Let's not quarrel over the affairs of others who have nothing to do with us, okay?"

The meal became dull after that, and the five delicious dishes on the table lacked much flavor.

On the way back, Si Yuzhen was still in a bad mood and didn't talk to him much. Now that he asked her to wait for a while, she left first.

Song Wenqing's patience was almost exhausted, and he looked at Si Yuzhen's back with a somewhat cold look in his eyes.

No matter how different your ideas are from mine, in the end you will still become my wife and take care of me and my children at home.

"Song Zhiqing? Song Zhiqing?"

"Song Wenqing!"

Zhang Fengxia saw that Song Wenqing was staring at Si Yuzhen's back, with no sign of hiding the anger on his face, and she stomped her feet and kept calling him.

Song Wenqing came back to his senses, suppressed the impatience that flashed across his eyes, and looked at Zhang Fengxia with a smile.

"Comrade Fengxia, what does the Party Secretary want to see me about?"

Zhang Fengxia quickly walked up to him and asked bluntly, "Are you and her dating?"

The questioning in her tone made Song Wenqing frown.

"This shouldn't have anything to do with Comrade Fengxia. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

Zhang Fengxia was furious and held up her hands to stop him. "Why is it okay? My dad is arranging a marriage for me!"

After she finished speaking, Song Wenqing didn't react yet, her face turned red first, she lowered her eyes, and began to pull her braids and twist her body.

"Song Zhiqing, what do you think of me?"

Song Wenqing casually looked at a corner of the wall and said expressionlessly, "It's pretty good."

"Really?!"

Zhang Fengxia looked up at him in surprise and took a step closer, "Then come to my house tomorrow to propose!"

Song Wenqing's pupils trembled slightly, and he took a half step back imperceptibly. "I mean, it's a good thing that Comrade Fengxia wants to kiss."

Zhang Fengxia was so excited that she kept moving closer: "Then I'll marry you! We'll be a happy couple!!"

Song Wenqing was forced back by her recklessly and almost bumped into the wall of Zhang's courtyard. Contempt and disbelief flashed in his eyes.

He raised his eyes again and said politely, "You misunderstood. I only have comradeship towards you. I'll be leaving now."

After saying that, he didn't care about the other party's reaction, moved sideways, turned around and left.

"stop!"

Zhang Fengxia said anxiously, "If you marry me, my father will let you become a worker-peasant-soldier university student! Don't you want to go to university?"

Song Wenqing paused, and a look of hope appeared on Zhang Fengxia's face.

Song Wenqing turned back after a while, with no expression of surprise on his face. He said patiently, "Comrade Fengxia, stop joking."

After saying that, he turned and left without wanting to say anything more.

"you--"

Zhang Fengxia stamped her feet in anger, gnashing her teeth and muttering to herself, "I'm telling the truth! I overheard that Huagou Village has one recommendation slot available next year!"

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