Diandian cried out, her dark eyes rolling around. "Uncle Chen is going to be my uncle? Is my aunt going to marry Uncle Chen? Can my aunt and Uncle Chen have a little sister for me to play with?"

Sheng Xijiang's face turned dark.

Diandian thought to himself that something was wrong, and quickly moved his little butt closer to Zhou Sese, grabbing Zhou Sese's clothes with one hand. The little guy with something in his hand also became tough, and looked straight at Sheng Xijiang with his big eyes, as if to say, it's great that they are getting married!

The old lady looked at Sheng Xijiang, then at Zhou Sese, and instantly understood the couple's attitude.

The beginning eased the atmosphere a bit, "The girl is still young, there's no need to rush. Isn't marriage a joke? Yingying is beautiful and capable, so it's time to find a good man. You have to consider all aspects of the man. You can't just stick a beautiful flower in cow dung."

Sheng Xijiang agreed, "Auntie is right."

Zhou Sese curled her lips, imitated Sheng Xijiang's tone, and deliberately said, "Auntie is right."

The old lady thought of another important thing, "So are you guys going back to your hometown for the New Year? Or should Yingying go back alone?"

In fact, the letter just now said that Sheng Xijiang hoped he could go home for the New Year this year. He said that so many years have passed since he joined the army, and he has not celebrated the New Year at home in all these years.

It's the same wherever you celebrate the New Year, so Zhou Sese naturally has no objection. "I'll listen to you."

Sheng Xijiang folded the letter and stuffed it back into the envelope. He said in a calm voice, "Let's talk about it in two days."

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Two days passed.

Sheng Xijiang has not yet decided whether he will go home for the New Year.

Something happened on Sheng Yingying's side.

The weather was getting colder and colder. Early in the morning, both sides of the road were covered with frost. Some wicked person had poured water on the road, and now it was frozen. Sheng Yingying was walking on it in fear.

Yang Zhaodi, who was standing next to him, was also complaining softly as she walked, "Who on earth did this? They knew it was cold and it would freeze into ice at night, but they still poured so much water on the road. What a shame!"

As he was speaking, his feet suddenly slipped and he fell down. His hands gave the cart a force that pushed it forward. Sheng Yingying, who was standing next to him, had no chance to hold on and could only watch the cart moving rapidly forward on the ice.

There are dozens of kilograms of braised meat on the cart. If it overturns, the loss will be heavy.

So Sheng Yingying ignored her own safety and desperately chased forward on the ice.

There is a low-lying area ahead with water in it, which stinks all year round.

Sheng Yingying widened her eyes, watching the cart about to rush into the stinking ditch. At the critical moment, a man rushed out from the side, without saying a word, stood in front of the stinking ditch, and successfully stopped the cart.

Sheng Yingying breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly and slowly moved over, pulled the cart back, and said with gratitude, "Thank you, thank you very much, it's all thanks to you, comrade. I'll give you two kilograms of braised meat."

The man, dressed in work clothes and probably in his early twenties, scratched the back of his head and said with a smile, "We should help each other. Learn from Lei Yifeng and do good deeds without taking a single needle or thread from the people. Are you from Zhouji Braised Meat?"

Sheng Yingying nodded repeatedly and asked happily, "Have you heard of it?"

The man nodded. "It's better to do it now than to wait for a day. A few days ago, my parents told me that they heard your braised meat is very sticky and fragrant, and asked me to buy them two pounds when I have time. But the factory was too busy, so when I went there this afternoon, you were closed. Give me one pound of braised large intestine, one pound of braised meat, and two ounces of kelp and two ounces of lotus root slices."

Sheng Yingying stepped on the brake of the cart, weighed the man's food quickly and decisively, and said she didn't want any money.

But the man took the money and said seriously, "That won't do. If you don't want the money, I don't want the braised meat either. I accept your gratitude, but you have to accept the money too. If you really feel sorry for me, can you do me a favor?"

Sheng Yingying was a little cautious, and her eyes quickly showed suspicion. "What do you want me to do for you?"

The man's face flushed before he could say anything. "Well, I'm a worker at the furniture factory in town. They made a lot of money this year, and the boss is very happy, so he's organizing a social dance at the end of the year. I need a dance partner. Can you help me?"

Sheng Yingying hesitated.

The man said generously, "It's okay, you can refuse. We are not forcing you to buy or sell. At most, I will spend two dollars to rent a female companion."

Sheng Yingying laughed at the last sentence, "When?"

The man's eyes lit up, and he quickly said, "Tomorrow afternoon, it might be over by six in the evening. Don't worry, I'll see you through to the end. I'll definitely take you home, and I promise I won't do anything to make you uncomfortable."

Sheng Yingying tilted her head and thought for a moment, "I do have time, but I can't dance."

The man clapped his hands and said with a smile, "To be honest, the workers in our furniture factory don't know how to do it either. We are just learning as we go along."

Sheng Yingying said okay, "Okay then, where should I go to find you tomorrow?"

The man said, "Wait for me at the entrance of the cinema. I'll take you to our furniture factory. Don't worry, I'm not a bad person. Many people know about the dance at the furniture factory. You can find out by asking around."

After the two said goodbye to each other, Yang Zhaodi quickened her pace and walked to Sheng Yingying's side. She smiled and pinched her waist, "What's going on?"

Sheng Yingying was very calm and composed, "Sister, didn't you see it just now? Thanks to this big brother for helping us, otherwise all this layer of braised meat would have been washed into the stinking ditch. He asked me to help him."

Yang Zhaodi was an experienced person, and the child's gaze on Yingying was self-evident. She pursed her lips and smiled, "Well, you are young, it is a good thing to make more friends, as long as you can make sure that they are good people."

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