If a girl from this kind of mountain village wants to marry well, she must either be extremely good-looking, have certain abilities, or have a strong family. Otherwise, she can only continue to marry in the mountain village and do farm work and raise children for the rest of her life.
But in a mountain village like this, even having enough to eat is a problem, so where are the resources to raise children? Girls who do farm work every day can't have any particularly outstanding looks. They are all yellow and black. Don't even think about their own abilities and a strong family. With all these, how can they still have trouble getting married?
So, if they want to marry well and leave the village, they have to think of some unethical ways.
In addition to the soldiers who come to the village, who are popular, there are also those young men with excellent academic performance who have been admitted to the county high school. They are also big pieces of fat meat, and those who have girls of marriageable age in their families are all eyeing them.
In addition, those villagers who have relatives in the city also have a particularly high status in the village. They rush to curry favor with them all day long, hoping to improve their relationship and find a good marriage for their daughters in the city.
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At eleven o'clock, military trucks drove into Kaoshan Village.
As soon as the car stopped, a group of children gathered around, quietly reaching out to touch the tires and the car body. Some children inhaled the exhaust gas and said it smelled so good.
At the entrance to the village, under a large tree, sat a few elderly men fanning themselves with palm-leaf fans. Li Faru came every day and knew some of the villagers from the nearby villages. He greeted the elderly men enjoying the cool air under the tree, "Uncle Wufu, you're enjoying the cool air. How are you?"
The old man, who was called Uncle Wufu, stood up, walked over with a cane, and stopped Li Faru. "Political Commissar Li, are you here to see Mr. Zhou Dazhu?"
Political Commissar Li smiled and nodded, "Yes, today is Army Day, and we are here to express our condolences."
The old man sighed, "You're too late. Zhou Dazhu fell last month and was not in good condition at the time. He passed away after just a few days."
Political Commissar Li was surprised. "He died last month? Why wasn't it reported?"
The old man frowned. "Don't you know the Zhou family's moral character? If you report it, won't the twenty-plus yuan subsidy every month be gone?"
Political Commissar Li's eyebrows were so furrowed they could pinch a fly to death. He asked again, "I remember Zhou Dazhu has a daughter. She should be eighteen years old today, right? According to regulations, the local authorities should find her a job, but it seems this matter hasn't been reported to the authorities."
The old man sighed again, "What a sin! If you don't come, the child will probably die. You should go to Zhou Dazhu's house and take a look. I heard that the child in Dazhu's house tried to commit suicide a few days ago."
Political Commissar Li's expression couldn't be described as gloomy at this moment. He immediately said goodbye to the old man and hurried towards the village.
They made quite a noise when they entered the village. Some people had seen them earlier, and some of them were good friends with the Zhou family, so they immediately told them.
The Zhou family had made preparations long ago and were not in a hurry at all, just waiting for Political Commissar Li to come.
As soon as Political Commissar Li and his companions entered the courtyard, the old lady of the Zhou family and Zhou Dazhu's eldest brother and sister-in-law came to greet them with red eyes. The old lady rubbed her eyes hard and said with a sob, "Political Commissar Li, you are finally here. My Dazhu, Dazhu--"
He seemed truly heartbroken, and even his second son, Dazhu, burst into tears when he mentioned him.
Unfortunately, after rubbing my eyes for a long time, not a single tear came out.
Political Commissar Li looked at the old lady and said, "The dead cannot be brought back to life. Please accept my condolences."
The old lady started crying again, saying how difficult it was for him to raise this son, how his son had served the country loyally but returned home disabled, and how hard it was for her to take care of her son for eighty years, and so on.
Political Commissar Li listened for a while and then suddenly asked, "Where is Comrade Zhou Dazhu's daughter, Zhou Qiaolan?"
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