While Qiao Yan was anxiously waiting for Sister Liu's letter, Qiao Lu was completely unaware of this. She had plenty of time without a job, so she took her son to the streets to investigate the market all day.

After two days of thinking, Qiao Lu decided on three plans.

One is to stick to her old profession, clothing design, but in the era of coupons, tailoring requires a lot of capital to buy raw materials, and most women these days are smart and capable of making clothes, so if she wants to make a profit, she can only rely on innovation. Of course, it is not difficult for her who is well-informed, so she decided to choose option one.

The second option is to buy some small commodities to sell, such as accessories and sundries. This type of product has low costs and does not need to worry about expiration, but the threshold is low and there are many competitors, so it can be considered option 2.

The third option is to make snacks and sell them. She had learned baking before traveling through time and was good at making pastries. However, in the era of coupons, the biggest problems were still cost and raw materials. Also, if they were not sold out, there was a risk of expiration. This could be the third option.

After analyzing it over and over again, two whole days passed in a flash, and Qiao Yan didn't even mention her. The days were so quiet that it was a little strange.

Sure enough, just when Qiao Lu was feeling complacent and thought she had escaped, Qiao Yan used her ultimate move.

When she returned home that day, Qiao Lu unexpectedly saw her brother-in-law cooking at the door. She walked over curiously, but before she could ask, someone in the house called her anxiously.

"Qiaolu! Qiaolu! You're finally back, come in!"

Qiao Lu raised her eyes and met an old face full of enthusiasm and brilliance.

Her heart skipped a beat and she was stunned: "Ms. Liu? Why are you here?"

Liu Xiaohong stood up and excitedly pulled Qiao Lu into the house. Her wrinkled face looked like a blooming gerbera when she smiled.

"Come on, Qiao Lu, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Why did you come home just now? I brought a lot of gay men for you today. Hurry up and pick one. There must be one you like!"

My goodness, it seems like you won’t stop until you marry her off!

The small wooden table that was supposed to be used to place food was now casually piled with seven or eight photos, all of which were of old men. The black-and-white photos gave a sense of age and a visual impact, which made Qiao Lu feel like she was on a blind date with uncles.

A feeling of suffocation enveloped her and made it impossible for her to breathe. Qiao Lu even thought about returning to the countryside. At least there was no one urging her to get married!

"Sister, let's not get married. Even if I marry someone from the city, I can't move my rural household registration, so I'm still a rural person."

In the early 1980s, it was very difficult to transfer your household registration! Especially if you wanted to change your rural household registration to an urban household registration, it was as difficult as climbing to the sky. It was not possible to transfer your household registration by marrying a city dweller, at least in the 1980s.

Qiao Yan pulled the person to sit next to her unhappily and said, "How can it be the same! If you marry a city person, you can live in the city for the rest of your life. If you can't move your household registration, we can still think of a way later. But if you don't marry, you'll never be able to leave the countryside for the rest of your life!"

Qiao Yan's rejection of the countryside is definitely a deep hatred and pain engraved in her bones!

The emperor loves his eldest son, and the people love the youngest son. Among the three siblings of the Qiao family, Qiao Yan, as the second oldest, is an almost transparent existence in the family.

My eldest brother is the eldest son, and my parents have high hopes for him.

The third sister is the youngest in the family. She has had an outstanding appearance since she was one year old. Because of her beauty, the villagers teased her that she was a golden phoenix that flew out of a chicken coop. Her parents even forbade Qiao Lu to do housework and treated her like a treasure.

Half a month ago, Qiao Yan brought Qiao Lu from the countryside to the city. The neighbors in the tube-shaped building thought that she was a lesbian from a big city. Apart from her rustic clothes, fair skin, and delicate face, she didn't look like a girl who grew up in the countryside!

Qiao Yan's childhood was not so comfortable. In addition to doing housework, she also had to take care of her younger sister. Before Qiao Lu was five years old, Qiao Yan even had to take her sister to school. It is not an exaggeration to say that Qiao Yan is half a mother to Qiao Lu.

Born in such a poor and unfair family, if it weren't for Qiao Yan's own efforts, she would have spent her whole life in a small mountain village.

Qiao Yan is grateful that her parents did not force her to drop out of school like most rural parents, but she also hates all the hardships that she has experienced there. Hardships are also the stepping stones for Qiao Yan's success, but she does not want to be grateful for the hardships at all, and she is desperate to escape from them.

Recalling the past, Qiao Yan rubbed her eyes and burst into tears.

Qiao Lu and Liu Xiaohong were both frightened by Qiao Yan's sudden tears, and even Qiao An looked at her in confusion.

"Mom, my aunt is crying." The child was outspoken and said whatever he saw, which made the adults feel awkward.

Qiao Lu rubbed her son's head and subconsciously glanced at the door. If her brother-in-law saw her, he would think she was bullying Qiao Yan.

But Qiaolu is not good at coaxing people. She is an only child. When she was young, her parents were busy with work and she almost grew up with her grandparents. Of course, her grandparents would not cry, and her friends didn’t cry either, so she had no experience in coaxing people.

Moreover, in the original body's memory, Qiao Yan was like an iron man, and the second sister was a strong woman who could catch mice and step on cockroaches, and could handle both the living room and the kitchen. When she was five years old, she carried her on her back to dig wild vegetables and cut pig grass on the hillside, and when she was seven years old, she carried her to school.

She is a strong woman. She is like a robot and never cries or complains.

But now, because she didn't want to go on a blind date, she cried.

This really put Qiao Lu in a dilemma. She sat there at a loss, not daring to move.

"It's okay." Qiao Yan sniffed and rubbed the back of Qiao Lu's hand repeatedly. Even though her parents were partial to her, she couldn't hate her younger sister.

When I was a child, whenever my parents had something delicious, they would first take care of my younger sister, then think of my older brother. Finally, it was my younger sister who reminded them that there was a second child, Qiao Yan, at home.

But now that everything has been distributed, what’s the point of remembering her again?

In the end, Qiao Lu felt sorry for her sister and shared half of the delicious food with her.

After all, sisterly love is deep, Qiao Yan can never hate her.

"Qiaolu, you know how difficult the rural conditions are. You always write to me to complain that the hooligans in the village harass you. Otherwise, why would I go to so much trouble to bring you to the city? But you look down on this and that. You are a rural girl, how can you be so troublesome?"

Qiao Lu looked embarrassed and said helplessly: "I...I don't want to either."

"Qiaolu, listen to me. If you don't like something, just bear with it. You will get used to it after a long time. No matter the appearance or personality, you will get used to it."

Endure it? She is not a ninja turtle. It would be better to kill her than endure it!

Qiao Lu was in a complicated mood. She was afraid of making Qiao Yan cry, so she flipped through a few sheets of paper on the table and said, "Let me take a look."

Flipping through the photos one by one, Qiao Lu felt overwhelmed and became more and more annoyed. "Aren't there any slightly...slightly younger ones?"

She really couldn't bring herself to do that to those "uncles"!

"They are all remarried gay men, how young can they be? You say you are a rural girl, but you know how to be picky." Liu Xiaohong also teased her.

Seeing that Qiao Lu hadn't moved for a long time, Liu Xiaohong took out a note from her hand: "Look, this is from Lao Li from the steel factory. How good! He's a level 6 worker! He gets paid 70 yuan a month!"

"Wow, so tall." Qiao Yan was surprised: "Taller than my old Yuan, that's great, really good."

In the early 1980s, the average wage of ordinary workers ranged from 30 to 50 yuan. Fifty yuan could support a family of six or seven people, not to mention seventy, which was definitely considered "middle class".

Qiao Lu was not happy at all, and frowned: "He looks quite old, how old is he?"

Liu Xuehua smiled and said, "Not bad, I'm exactly 41 this year."

Qiao Lu: “…This is too old!”

There is a full twenty years difference between them. Even an old cow wouldn't eat young grass like this!

Qiao Yan, who just said it was good, was not very happy now: "Yes, I am old. My sister is only 23."

If he were a few years older, he could be her father.

"Really?" Liu Xiaohong smiled awkwardly and quickly turned over another photo: "This one, where's Xiao Song from the chemical factory? He's only 29, tall and strong, definitely someone I can rely on!"

"Well, this one is quite young." Qiao Yan nodded, quite satisfied.

"How many children are there in the family?" Qiao Lu asked.

"Four." Liu Xiaohong replied.

puff--

Qiao Lu was almost choked to death by the saliva.

"No, I still have Qiao An. I can't take care of five children. No, no, this is absolutely not possible." She didn't want to be a nanny after marrying him.

Qiao Yan nodded: "Let's change one. Five children are indeed too many."

Liu Xiaohong continued to flip through the pages: "Then Xiao Luo from the radio factory would be a good choice! Thirty years old, one child, honest and hardworking!"

The two sisters looked towards the photo at the same time, and were scared to death when they took a look.

Qiao Lu's back was covered in sweat. "Hehe, she looks quite honest, but her mouth is a little crooked, her eyes are a little slanted, her nose is like a hill, and what's wrong with her eyebrows? Who drew a line on her eyebrows with charcoal? She's so young, why is there so little hair on her head?"

Liu Xiaohong: “…”

"Well, next, next." Qiao Yan quickly took the photo away and covered it upside down, so as to avoid seeing it and feel annoyed.

Qiao Lu always found reasons to dislike the eight photos on the table after flipping through them. The key was that her dislike was well-founded and she successfully led Qiao Yan into the trap. The two sisters sang the same tune and didn't like any of the photos!

Gradually, Liu Xiaohong lost her temper and looked at the two sisters with both anger and amusement: "I'm convinced, Qiao Yan, your sister is not suitable for a second marriage. I think only someone who has never been married can find fault with her!"

"Hey, Sister Liu, you are absolutely right. I like unmarried men. It's better to be innocent. Why do I have to look for someone who has been married twice?" After saying that, he lay down on the bed lazily, with a casual attitude.

Seeing this, Qiao An bent down, took off his shoes, and climbed into her arms with a grunt. The mother and son snuggled together comfortably, looking very comfortable.

Qiao Yan smiled and slapped her shoulder: "Get up, stop making excuses, which single gay man would be interested in you and Qiao An?"

Qiao Lu lay on her back, holding her son who was twisting in her arms: "There are all kinds of things in the world. Who says no one likes mothers?"

"What are you daydreaming about?" Qiao Yan said as she pulled him up. She asked Liu Xiaohong desperately, "Sister Liu, do you have any other gay men there?"

"This..." Liu Xiaohong looked embarrassed, and after hesitating for a long time, she said, "There is one more, but you may not like it."

Qiao Lu echoed, "You said we don't like it, so we definitely don't like it, so let's not look at it."

"Go!" Qiao Yan glared at her. She would rather kill her by mistake than let her go. What if she got the right one?

With this mentality, Qiao Yan asked her: "Do you have any photos?"

"Yes, I'll look for it." Liu Xiaohong reached out and rummaged through a blue-dyed cloth bag she brought with her. "Look, didn't you say you had to hire someone from a state-owned enterprise? That's why I've been hesitating whether to introduce this guy to you, sister. He's a single boy getting married for the first time, tall, about 24 or 25 years old. He has nothing but a handsome face and an old, run-down apartment, so I'm not sure if you like him or not."

Qiao Lu's attention was attracted by a word.

"Handsome face? How handsome?" She leaned over to look curiously, but her sight was blocked by Qiao Yan's body. She quickly turned over and got up.

As soon as I saw it, I was stunned.

My goodness, you are so handsome. To put it in the current way, you are as handsome as a magazine star!

Qiao Lu excitedly broke her voice: "Sister, this is much better than other gay men!"

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(The male lead will be released tomorrow)