Qian Zhuangshi, who saw Lianhua off outside the door, sighed several times on his way home.
Looking at the falling snow on the dry branches, he lamented the sadness of life.
Seeing children chasing and playing on the road, he remembered that Lianhua abandoned him for the child. He lamented that there would never be another good woman like Lianhua!
Suddenly, his eyes fell on two people on the street corner.
One of them he knew, the son of Mr. Zhou next door, Xiao Zhou Zhoujie. I heard that he was having a passionate affair with a widow recently. He didn't even go home and didn't want his wife and children anymore. He was simply a useless man who abandoned his wife and children. It was shameful!
Qian Zhuangshi really wanted to spit at that kid Zhou Jie.
But why does the woman following me seem more and more familiar?
Wait...was it her, was it Yuhe? Was it the love he once had to give up?
Qian Zhuangshi had a relationship before he married Zhou Ying. Although Qin Yuhe was a widow, she was a good widow, gentle, and regarded him as her heaven. Everything in her life was well-organized. Although she had a child, he believed that after he and Qin Yuhe were together, they would also have children of the Qian family.
But his mother disagreed and forced him to marry Zhou Ying.
Later, Yuhe left Songshan County and he never saw her again. Could it be that Yuhe came back?
When he thought of this possibility, Qian Zhuangshi, who was in his forties, felt as if he had returned to his youth, when he and Qin Yuhe were in love with each other.
"Rain~Lo~"
Qian Zhuangshi was shouting from behind, his voice trembling slightly.
But seeing that the two people in front of him didn't turn their heads to look at him, Qian Zhuangshi had to shout again: "Qin! Yu! He!"
Now, the person who heard the familiar name turned around. It was a face that had once haunted Qian Zhuangshi.
"Who are you?"
But the strangeness in his eyes after seeing him was so heartbreaking!
He couldn't help but shout, "Yuhe, don't you recognize me? I'm Qian Zhuangshi!"
Zhou Jie thought that Uncle Qian from the neighboring compound might have a brain bubble, so he quickly stopped him and retorted, "Uncle, please look carefully. She is not the Qin Yuhe you mentioned. She is Qin Yumei."
Qin Yumei also explained gently: "I am Qin Yumei, Qin Yuhe is my cousin. What's the matter with you looking for my cousin?"
Qian Zhuangshi was shocked. He waved his hands tiredly and said, "I'm fine. I'm sorry. I recognized the wrong person just now."
Qian Zhuangshi, who had lost his energy and spirit, was wandering on the street like a walking corpse.
It turns out it wasn’t Qin Yuhe. Oh my God, you played such a trick on me!
Lotus, Yuhe, why can't I have a woman who loves me!
…
After watching this scene, Song Jiayu ate a few red dates to calm herself down.
I was just caught by Chef Xu, so I went home to get a cabbage to vent Chef Xu's anger. But I didn't expect that on the way back, I would see such a scene!
Uncle Qian, you are really worthy of being called that!
[Complete the task of eating melons and touching the love story of the couple, and successfully check in Qian Zhuangshi, Liu Lianhua, Qin Yumei, and Zhou Jie to receive two chickens, two ducks, two hares, and two large fish as rewards.]
Uh... this reward is really unique.
After looking at them, Song Jiayu put them all into the system warehouse. Who cares? As long as they can be eaten, it’s fine.
What happened that day began to ferment in the compound at night.
Zhou Ying learned about Qian Zhuangshi's good deeds from her friends at the factory. She rushed into the house after work today and saw Qian Zhuangshi's lost look, which made her even more furious.
The entire compound was filled with the sound of Zhou Ying scolding Qian Zhuangshi.
"Okay, yesterday I said I was looking for my coworkers to see if there was any news about job openings. Is Liu Lianhua your coworker?"
"Qian Zhuangshi, if you can't live with me anymore, go find your sister-in-law Lianhua!"
"I was so blind to fall for a bastard like you!"
“…”
This time, Song Jiayu changed the person she was watching. It was Aunt Qian who was beside her. She said, "Aunt Zhou must be very depressed."
Aunt Cuihua nodded: "How can I not be depressed? Old Qian is... I won't say more."
…
It was another morning, and New Year's Day, January 1, 1961, was getting closer and closer. The New Year's Eve party in the steel plant was also being prepared. Although Xu Qinghuan was a straight woman in the factory, she had a pretty face, a tall figure, and was also an announcer with a nice voice, making her the mainstay of this New Year's Eve party.
Not only does she have to be the host, but she also has to prepare a singing program on her own.
"Let's row the oars
The boat pushes away the waves
The beautiful white tower is reflected on the sea
..."
Accompanied by Xu Qinghuan's song "Let's Row the Boats," her clear and powerful voice, and her emotional expression, made people feel as if they were inside the song, sitting on a small boat and seeing the beautiful White Pagoda...
Ever since she started singing, Song Jiayu has never stayed in bed. After Xu Qinghuan finished singing, she would open the window and applaud the person who was practicing his voice under the eaves.
"You sang really well. I'm looking forward to the New Year's Eve party on January 1st. Lao Xu, you will surely amaze everyone."
Not really wanting to shock everyone, Xu Qinghuan shook his head and said, "Goodbye. Next time there's a job like this, I won't dare to do it. I have to leave the opportunity for the young people."
A woman who has emerged from the sea of blood and corpses in the end times, while singing this song, must be thinking about the beautiful things in life in this world.
Otherwise, such a nice and cheerful song would be sung by her as if it were a bloody journey of visiting someone's grave and killing people all the way.
"Hey, aren't you a young man?" Song Jiayu felt that the person who could persuade Lao Xu to agree to perform was very awesome.
But what she didn't expect was that she also met him.
Jiang Baizhou returned to the compound after work, with a follower following him. The man was wearing a Zhongshan suit, a pair of black-framed glasses, a notebook in his hand, and a pen in his chest pocket. He looked tough and very decent, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the old cadre temperament disappeared.
Because this person is very eloquent.
"Oh, this must be Comrade Jiang's wife. My name is Cheng Wenyan. I'm the head of the steel plant's publicity department and the person in charge of this New Year's Eve party."
So enthusiastic!
Song Jiayu shook hands with someone, feeling a little dizzy, and then looked at Jiang Baizhou, but she still introduced herself first: "Hello, Chief Cheng, my name is Song Jiayu, and I work at the state-owned hotel."
"Don't be so reserved. I always enjoy mingling with the workers. Just call me Comrade Cheng. You two have such a great relationship. Comrade Song, would you like to see Comrade Jiang perform a wonderful show at the New Year's Eve party in the spotlight? You'll be a celebrity in our factory then."
Cheng Wenyan boasted a lot and thought Comrade Song would agree. As they say, pillow talk is easy to persuade, so he made Comrade Song agree first without any urging.
Unfortunately, he miscalculated. How could Comrade Jiang’s wife be an ordinary person?
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