"Sister Qiu, you're dating someone?" Xia Qingqing asked Xiang Qiu with some surprise.
Xiang Qiu nodded shyly: "Yes, we just confirmed our relationship a few days ago. I originally wanted to wait until everyone was here tonight to talk about it, but Huimin is staying at the guesthouse with her husband and children tonight, Xiuxiu didn't come to school today, and you're going home later, so I thought I'd tell you first."
Xiang Qiu's blind date this time was with the nephew of her mother's coworker. Coincidentally, he was also a student at Song Ze's school.
However, that person failed the college entrance examination in the first year and passed in the second year, so he was one year behind Song Ze.
Xia Qingqing was somewhat surprised: "That's quite a coincidence! How old is that person? Do you know anything about their background?"
“His name is Wang Zhihong. He is one year younger than me and is 25 years old this year. He was delayed because of his work in the countryside in his early years, so he is still not married.”
"He has three sons, and he is the second oldest. His parents live with his eldest brother." Xiang Qiu is quite satisfied with this, as she doesn't have to live with her mother-in-law and therefore doesn't have to worry about too many conflicts between her and her mother-in-law.
Xia Qingqing nodded. That's indeed a good idea.
Basically, children who are the second child in their families are not valued by their parents, and it is quite normal for them to be sent to the countryside.
However, many educated youth who went to the countryside abandoned their wives and children. I wonder what this person's situation is like?
“I’ve also considered the issue you raised. I asked someone who was sent to the countryside with him back then, and that person said he didn’t date anyone in the countryside,” Xiang Qiu said with a smile.
Xia Qingqing could tell that Xiang Qiu was quite satisfied with this partner, and she jokingly said with a smile, "Then wouldn't I be able to drink your wedding wine after graduation, Sister Qiu?"
Xiang Qiu glared at her playfully: "Hey, don't talk nonsense. We're still getting to know each other, and it's not certain that we'll end up together."
"What's wrong, Sister Qiu? Is there something else you're worried about?" Xia Qingqing asked.
Xiang Qiu frowned and said, "That's right. My mom thinks he's not very good, and he won't even have a place to live after we get married. She's not very satisfied with him."
Wang Zhihong's family originally only had three rooms: one for his parents, one for his older brother, and the other for his younger brother's family.
After returning from the countryside, Wang Zhihong had nowhere to stay, so he could only make do with a simple bed set up in the living room, since he would be living at school anyway.
This is why Wang Zhihong, a college student, has gone on several blind dates without any girls showing interest in him.
Which girl could accept not having a room after marriage? Does she expect to sleep in the living room with him?
Another issue is that Wang Zhihong's elder brother and younger brother's families only contribute 10 yuan a month to the family for living expenses. Wang's mother's job was given to her youngest son long ago, and Wang's father's meager salary is barely enough to support the whole family.
Now that Wang Zhihong is considering marriage, the elderly couple realized they have almost no savings. They scrimped and saved and took out 100 yuan, which was all they had for Wang Zhihong's wedding. They had nothing else, and they planned to separate their household after Wang Zhihong's wedding.
A dowry of 100 yuan might be considered quite good in the countryside, but it's far too little in big cities, especially Beijing.
Nowadays, everyone values the "three turns and one sound" (referring to a revolving door, ... and a revolving door), and while you don't have to have all of them, you should at least have one of them. But Wang Zhihong clearly couldn't produce any of them.
That's why Xiang Qiu's mother looked down on Wang Zhihong even more. Although he was a college student, her daughter was just as good; why should she suffer with him?
After listening to these words, Xia Qingqing fell into deep thought: "Sister Qiu, what you said are Auntie's thoughts, but what are your own thoughts?"
"I don't really know either. I'm quite satisfied with Wang Zhihong in all aspects, but my mother's considerations are reasonable," Xiang Qiu said hesitantly.
She rarely met a man she liked; he was exactly her type in terms of appearance and personality.
But she wasn't a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl who could be content with just love. Life without material things was like a pile of loose sand, and she seemed to already see the chaos and turmoil that awaited her in the future.
Xia Qingqing was also having a bit of a headache. She couldn't just give advice on this kind of thing, because if Xiang Qiu didn't have a good time, wouldn't she become the one to blame?
Let alone in this era, even decades from now, people will still consider whether the man has a car, a house, and savings before getting married.
On the other hand, it's not easy to meet someone you like, so it's a real shame to give up like this.
Xiang Qiu held Xia Qingqing's hand and said coquettishly, "Qingqing, I'm really torn. Can you give me some advice? I want to hear your thoughts."
It's no wonder Xiang Qiu was annoyed; her mother was already arranging her next blind date, and she needed to make a decision before her mother took action.
If she really decides to be with Wang Zhihong, she should talk things out with Xiang's mother. If she doesn't intend to be with Wang Zhihong, she shouldn't waste his time.
Xiang Qiu has been living in the countryside for so many years and doesn't have any close friends back home. She can only confide in her three roommates in the dormitory.
"Well, I'm telling you now, don't blame me for meddling if there are any problems later," Xia Qingqing said upfront.
Xiang Qiu glared at her: "What nonsense are you talking about? Do I look like that kind of person? If I ever dare to blame you in the future, may I suffer for the rest of my life."
"I'm not kidding. If you really want to know my thoughts, I don't care about the other person's current conditions, but rather their future potential."
"Also, I'm quite confident in my abilities. I can make a good life for myself without relying on a man. I choose to be with someone simply because I like them," Xia Qingqing said with extreme confidence.
How could they lack confidence? They were the first batch of college students after the resumption of the college entrance examination, and they attended Beijing North University, which is ranked first in the country. As long as they don't do anything stupid, they can't possibly do too badly in the future.
Of course, Xia Qingqing's views were largely influenced by her previous life: if you like someone, you'll be together; if you can't make it work, you can always get a divorce. But in this era, once two people get married, it's for life, and even if life is chaotic, very few people choose to divorce.
Xiang Qiu felt that Xia Qingqing's ideas seemed a bit unusual, but her confident demeanor was really eye-catching, and she couldn't help but be infected by her.
Seeing the emotion on Xiang Qiu's face, Xia Qingqing quickly said, "Sister Qiu, don't be too impulsive. You've only known each other for a short time. You still need to think things through carefully. Don't let love cloud your judgment."
When a woman's romantic mindset kicks in, she becomes very irrational, and she's not far from digging for wild vegetables.
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