Unexpectedly, this young comrade Runqing believed it so firmly.
It was only natural for them to be husband and wife.
Just as He Runqing finished speaking, a pair of old-fashioned bicycles suddenly rode in.
Chen Yifei, whom everyone thought would never appear, suddenly appeared in front of He Runqing.
He slammed on the brakes, which was cool, but the villagers watching the commotion were terrified!
As for Zheng Fang, she was just swept by the rear wheel of Chen Yifei's car, and was so frightened that she knelt on the ground, completely panicked.
At this point, he didn't care about the yard anymore; he rushed in without wasting a single second.
He got off the bicycle and, as if by instinct, took He Runqing's hand, feeling incredibly safe standing in front of her.
He said, "Let's see which stupid pig dares to gossip."
"I'm a little late. You guys who live by the sea, you're nosy and can't help it."
"I'm the one getting married, so why are you all singing and dancing? Are you in a more hurry than I am?"
Chen Jianguo glared at him: "Xiaofei, we're all neighbors, everyone's just trying to be helpful. Why are you saying such nasty things?"
Although Chen Jianguo was disciplining his son, what his son said also pleased him.
That's what he really wanted to say, but he couldn't say it out of consideration for everyone. Yes, he raised a good young man who dares to speak his mind and act on his convictions, a truly upright and honorable man.
Wait... why am I praising someone when I was supposed to be criticizing them?
Chen Jianguo immediately put on a stern face and asked, "Where have you been? Taking so long to get some clothes, explain this to the young comrade!"
Chen Yifei didn't mince words, saying exactly what he meant. "This isn't hard to explain," he said, taking He Runqing's hand.
"We encountered an old man lying down on the way, so my second sister and I had to take him to the clinic first. Qingqing, we're sorry to have kept you waiting."
He Runqing shook his head, repeatedly saying, "I knew you would come."
Seeing him return, she was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes, which had been brimming with tears until now.
She tugged at his sleeve, her slender white fingers gripping him nervously: "I know you won't abandon me."
"That's for sure. Don't overthink it, and don't let these rumors affect you."
Chen Yifei was genuinely annoyed by these rumors. They could kill someone so easily. Many of the reasons He Runqing met with trouble in his previous life were also due to these same people fueling the flames.
"Here, here are your new clothes. Today is an important day for our engagement, so we should all dress in bright red."
Seeing the exquisitely made cheongsam, He Runqing jogged inside to change. Chen Yifei, on the other hand, was much simpler. He took off his patched, faded military green coat, revealing a white undershirt underneath that showed off his strong, muscular physique, and quickly changed into a white shirt.
Unexpectedly, he put it on.
Zheng Fang was stunned, standing in the crowd.
She was in no way inferior to the intellectuals at the educated youth settlement; on the contrary, her already superior features were unmatched by the pretty-boy Wang Jianshe.
Wang Jianshe originally mocked them, these country folk, for not being able to afford white shirts. They wore shirts and black-rimmed glasses when they went to the fields, looking like intellectuals and educated people.
Chen Yifei has truly changed.
With a radio, sewing machine, watch, and bicycle displayed there, he was the richest man in the village, mainly because he was also quite good-looking.
Looking at it now, Zheng Fang suddenly felt a little regretful.
Having just been kicked out by Chen Yifei's family a couple of days ago, he was naturally furious and embarrassed, and he certainly wasn't going to try to please Chen Yifei.
But the more she looked, the more anxious she became. If Wang Jianshe hadn't made her push Chen Yifei out, wouldn't she be the one receiving all these betrothal gifts now?
How could He Runqing, that little bitch, get to enjoy such a good life?
Zheng Fang felt increasingly distressed.
Even though it hurts, nothing can be changed. Looking at Wang Jianshe behind her, she said with a wronged expression, "If we get married, I want the same thing."
"We'll see then. If you perform well, I'll give you more than this."
“My family are intellectuals and cultured people, while Chen Yifei is just a peasant. How can you compare him to me? It’s an insult.”
Although Wang Jianshe was putting on a show of wealth, there was no doubt that even after living in the county town for so many years, it was still too extravagant for his family to spend money on these things.
I can't afford it...
He's out of quotas to enter the city now, so the thing he's been looking forward to for so long has just vanished?
They just wanted to find out from the commune which link in the chain had gone wrong.
Why didn't He Runqing go, and why wasn't a spot given to him?
Wasn't that all promised before?
The more I think about it, the more frustrated I feel.
No one cared about their feelings. At this moment, He Runqing and Chen Yifei came out after changing into new clothes. The two stood together, the man handsome and the woman beautiful.
Chen Yifei always thought He Runqing was beautiful; she was the type who looked better the simpler she was.
Now, with her red lips, bright eyes, and rarely seen wearing makeup, plus the curves accentuated by the cheongsam, she looks stunning.
Everything was exactly as Chen Yifei had imagined—no, even more beautiful than he usually imagined…
She had a well-proportioned figure, with all her curves in the right places. She had a faint dimple when she smiled. Her bright eyes were fixed on Chen Yifei, watching him with a slightly shy lowered head.
"Beautiful, my wife."
He Runqing, who had been nervously clutching his clothes, now pushed him away from the waist, feeling even more embarrassed. The ticklish sensation and the feeling of utter dejection, devoid of any strength, actually gave him a sense of accomplishment.
Yes, my little wife looks so delicate and soft, it feels like my bones are melting.
The cheongsam had short sleeves, and on her slender, fair arms, she wore a watch that Chen Yifei had bought for her, looking very beautiful and elegant. She carefully linked her arm with Chen Yifei's, her eyes only on him.
Seeing that the process was almost complete, the matchmaker began to read out the categories of betrothal gifts:
"Two new washbasins, four thermos flasks, one spittoon, two original hand-embroidered mandarin duck quilts, two bicycles, one radio, one sewing machine, one watch, and two catties each of high-gluten flour, peanuts, and dried persimmons."
"Although the two newlyweds are in a free-choice relationship, we still need to go through the proper procedures..."
The matchmaker was a smooth talker; she kept going on and on.
Hearing these words, He Runqing felt shy and touched. Their family had been so good to her.
Even if she marries into a city family, she might still receive such good treatment; her in-laws are kind, and her future husband is changing...
While I was lost in thought, the matchmaker smiled and handed me the marriage certificate: "If there are no objections, the wedding date is set for August 18th, at the earliest, a month from now."
It happened to be the fifteenth of August, the third day after the Mid-Autumn Festival.
What do you guys think?
They both spoke in unison, one more masculine and the other more docile. At that moment, they both nodded, agreeing to the wedding date.
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