If they were meeting a family of equal status in the county town, Ma Qiang would definitely feel that it was too abrupt and presumptuous for his wife to talk about marriage without any greetings.
However, as he slowly scanned this home where only the house was decent, there was no decent furniture, and it was practically bare, Ma Qiang suddenly felt a bit more contemptuous, thinking that "the Hong Kong business representatives were nothing special", and he no longer felt that there was anything wrong with Su Xiaojuan talking about marriage directly.
Instead, there is a sense of superiority as if the superior is bestowing favors on the inferior.
The look he gave Feng Jingrou seemed to say, why are you still standing there?
Why don’t you express your gratitude and accept the “imperial edict”?
He still has to rush back to play cards.
Feng Jingrou was stunned for a moment, then looked at Ma Yuejin's face carefully.
With his greasy hair and powdered face, double chin, and looking like a steamed bun made of leavened dough, he was a rare fat man in that era.
Then she recalled Xi Lang's young and handsome face.
Comparing the two faces, Feng Jingrou didn't even need to check with her daughter. She said decisively, "You must have misunderstood something. My daughter is only 18 years old. It's impossible..."
She was born into a scholarly family, and her good upbringing made her accustomed to speaking tactfully, and even when she denied or rejected someone, she tried not to hurt the other person.
Qin Anan was different. After seeing Ma Yuejin, she couldn't help but complain in her heart: "Ugly!"
[It's not scary to be ugly, but it's wrong to scare people! ]
Su Xiaojuan couldn't hear what the little girl was thinking, and just thought that Feng Jingrou was pretending to be reserved, but in fact she was already very happy in her heart.
Before she could finish her words, Su Xiaojuan suddenly grabbed Feng Jingrou's hand and said, "Hey, Sister Feng, how could we have misunderstood? Did your Qin Ting think that pursuing my Yue Jin was hopeless, so she didn't tell you?"
"It's okay. Tell her we don't discriminate against her because she's from the countryside. As soon as she graduates from high school, I'll have Lao Ma arrange a job for her at the food factory. A monthly salary of 60 or 70 yuan will be enough for her to show off in front of all the other girls in the village!"
"If she doesn't want to work in the food factory, she can come and work in my restaurant."
"Then she wouldn't have to do anything. She could just focus on her work and wait until she turns 20 to get married to my Yuejin and have kids. That would be all!"
Su Xiaojuan was worried that Feng Jingrou, a country bumpkin, couldn't imagine what a wonderful life she would have after marrying into the Ma family, so she deliberately explained it in some detail.
Then, he looked at Feng Jingrou with a look that said, "I've broken it all apart and mashed it up and fed it to you. You should understand, right?"
Feng Jingrou's mind was full of thoughts: Sixty or seventy yuan? Are the wages in a food factory so low?
In the past, having a formal job in a food factory was something that everyone envied.
However, now not only her daughter's chili pepper factory, but also she earns more than 60 or 70 yuan a month from knitting sweaters for others.
Feng Jingrou felt as if she was suddenly struck.
It seems that the economic model of our motherland...really needs to change.
Shouldn't she do something?!
She plans to think about this problem carefully when she has free time.
Feng Jingrou pulled her hand out of Su Xiaojuan's.
The woman's condescending attitude made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
Moreover, they actually dared to look down on Qin Ting and treat her daughter as "a thing in the bag". As a mother, she could not bear this.
Feng Jingrou's face turned stern as she continued speaking.
"Go away, my daughter will never marry your son."
"We don't discriminate against city people, but we do discriminate against ugly people."
"I don't know where you get the confidence to think my daughter will rush to marry into your family. But your son is weak and short of breath, with dark circles under his eyes. Are you sure it's not a sign of excessive indulgence? Instead of spending your time loitering at other people's homes and babbling to show off your confidence, why not take your son to see a doctor? Otherwise, even if he gets married, he won't even have a grandchild to hold."
As soon as the words fell, the courtyard fell into complete silence.
Qin Anan was so shocked that her mouth dropped open slightly: [Vocal! My mom has a mouth! It feels so good to scold her!]
The scolding had already started. Qin Anan was worried that the Ma family would take away the gifts, so while the adults were not paying attention, she hurriedly picked up the gift boxes and dragged them into the house one by one like a little mouse pulling a wooden shovel and hid them.
She is the busiest person in the yard.
The gossip-eating duo, Zheng Shuixian and Li Yinling, were shocked to their core when they first saw Feng Jingrou's fierce side. They realized she wasn't weak and could be bullied, but simply had a good character and didn't usually bother with others.
Zheng Shuixian: Fortunately, I have never offended Feng Jingrou before!
Li Yinling felt a surge of fear: It was a close call, luckily I didn’t provoke Feng Jingrou!
She was actually a little grateful for Zheng Shuixian's supervision of her.
In contrast, the Ma family members all had gloomy faces.
Ma Qiang and Su Xiaojuan were used to being leaders, but they didn't expect to be scolded by a peasant woman today. Moreover, she didn't use a single dirty word in her words, leaving them with no way to refute.
Ma Qiang even subconsciously observed Ma Yuejin's face. The dark circles under his eyes were indeed quite heavy. Could it be that he really couldn't have children?
well!
This kid plays too much, unlike him, who knows how to control the frequency.
As he thought about it, he thought of the young widow in the factory. Her figure, tsk...
"Old Ma!"
When Ma Qiang heard Su Xiaojuan calling him softly, he came back to his senses and looked up to meet Su Xiaojuan's inquiring eyes.
Ma Qiang felt a chill on his back and quickly put his fist to his lips and coughed lightly, then regained his composure.
"Comrade Feng, you're wrong to say that!" He stepped forward and began speaking in an official tone. "We're here with great goodwill. There's no need for you to be angry!"
"Let the children discuss their own affairs. We adults won't get involved." He tried to save face, then changed the subject and said, "But I've also seen that your family's living standards are obviously not good. You won't refute this, right? Haha, I'm just stating the facts. If you need any help, you can come to me."
In one sentence, Feng Jingrou was reminded of the reality that she was just a poor and humble person. Then he laid out the bait, saying that he could help her improve her life. Under the temptation of actual use, nine out of ten people would take the bait.
He didn't believe that Feng Jingrou would rather break than bend.
As long as she starts asking something of him, she will try her best to fulfill every request he makes next.
Having been a leader for decades, Ma Qiang feels that he has mastered the art of understanding human nature.
However, Feng Jingrou was so angry that she laughed: "Director Ma, you have eyes on the top of your head, can you really see everything about my family?"
Ma Qiang: “…”
He really didn't see that Feng Jingrou's small cash box contained the ten thousand yuan that Qin Zheng gave her yesterday.
There was also the more than 4,000 yuan she had saved before.
The total amount is nearly 15,000 yuan.
If Linfeng County had a rich list, she would already be on it.
She is low-key, she doesn't talk, and she makes a fortune quietly.
Qin Anan: [Hey hey, hey hey, come on, work hard! I'm going to hide everything! I won't leave a single hair for Ma!]
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