Chapter 55 Chapter 55 The spectators
As the only and youngest daughter in the captain's family, Wang Xing'er has always been favored. For example, in this era when everyone was illiterate, she, a girl, went to junior high school!
My grades were pretty good. If I hadn't had diarrhea for some reason the night before the high school entrance exam and wasn't able to enter the examination room the next day, I might have been able to continue my studies.
But even so, a junior high school education is already rare in the Dongfeng Brigade.
She is pretty and has a natural temperament as she is well-educated. Not to mention that her father is the team leader. Wang Xing'er is definitely a popular girl in the marriage market of the Dongfeng Brigade, and many guys are circling around her.
However, Wang Xing'er looked down on these men who had been doing farm work all year round, were worn down by the sun and wind like dog-headed dates, and could not even read a few words. She had watched movies and read novels, and felt that her horizons were broadened. She wanted to find a knowledgeable soul mate.
Just at this time, Lin Xinping appeared. He was a high school graduate, spoke softly, and was concerned about her well-being, although for some reason his words sometimes sounded a bit like Kaka's tractor.
But tractors are indeed rare, so if you want to learn, just learn it. Wang Xing'er feels that she can understand it.
In addition, Lin Xinping had taken the initiative to interact with them several times, and there was already a hint of ambiguity between the two. He lowered his head shyly: "Lin Zhiqing."
Lin Xinping's smile deepened, but his face showed some worry. He lowered his voice and said, "Xing'er, you must be having a hard time at home."
Wang Xing'er didn't react immediately: "Ah?"
She actually felt that her parents were very good to her. Apart from anything else, which other girl in the surrounding area could go to junior high school?
Lin Xinping looked distressed: "Silly girl, you are too naive. Haven't you noticed that, compared to Song Zhiqing, you get the least fish soup among your family members?"
Wang Xing'er was confused: Is that so?
She couldn't help but look down at her lunch box.
But fish soup was such a delicious thing that she slurped it up as soon as she got it. Now there were only a few vegetable leaves and a thin layer of soup left in the bowl, which looked really miserable.
She tried hard to recall the amount of fish soup she had before she started eating, and it seemed that there was indeed not much.
The corners of her mouth gradually tightened, and she absentmindedly pinched the tail of her braid.
"Although this is a big pot meal, if I give more to everyone in your family, it will inevitably cause discussion. But if some people have more and some have less, it can be said that I was not careful when serving the meal. But, I feel a little unfair for you."
Lin Xinping looked at her flickering eyes and furrowed brows, feeling satisfied.
As a woman, you should obey your father at home and your husband after marriage. Now that you are about to reach the age of marriage, there is no need to attach too much importance to your family. You should put your future man first.
Especially for those who are favored in the family, their minds and ears are filled with parents and brothers, and they listen to their family members wholeheartedly. Where does this put the future man?
But the right degree must be struck. The main reason he likes Wang Xing'er is because of her father, who is a team leader, and her brothers who can help with the work. If she really cuts off all ties with her family, what would be the point?
Lin Xinping tilted his head slightly, looking very sincere: "Maybe I just care too much, and I am too nervous and think too much unconsciously."
"Don't blame me for being too talkative. I just..." He paused, his face seemed to be a little red, and his voice became even lower, "I feel a little distressed."
Although Wang Xing'er had studied in the commune for several years and prided herself on being knowledgeable, the atmosphere at that time was generally conservative, and the interactions between men and women were rather reserved. Moreover, this was a more innocent school, so where had she ever seen such a scene?
I was immediately touched: "I know you are doing this for my own good, how can I blame you?"
Lin Xinping held the lunch box that he hadn't had time to eat because of the show, and pretended to be generous and said, "That's why I haven't eaten yet. I'll give you some of my meat."
Wang Xing'er was dizzy from his combination of punches, but when she heard that her lover was willing to give her some meat, she immediately shyly handed over the bowl.
Lin Xinping froze as he was about to retract his movement, and looked towards Wang Xing'er with a look of disbelief.
No, do you really want it?
You women are generally not gentle and reserved. When we ask you to get something, you have to push it back and forth several times before you finally accept it. He grew up in Jiangnan, and all the women he met since he was a child were reserved and graceful in this way.
Wang Xing'er, a girl from Northeast China, looked up at him with openness, sincerity and trust, and moved her bowl a little closer.
Lin Xinping: …
He gritted his teeth, repeated to himself several times, "You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a lamb," and took most of the fish and vegetables in the bowl.
"I'm a newly arrived educated youth, and I don't have the support of my family like others. I can hardly even get a bowl of noodles. I'm a grown man, so it's okay for me to suffer a little. But if it weren't for the unified distribution of fish and meat this time, I wouldn't be able to get anything good for you, and I feel guilty."
Lin Xinping lowered his voice and put another handful of fish meat into Wang Xing'er's bowl: "Eat more. Seeing you eating so deliciously, I am satisfied too."
He said it so badly—
Wang Xing'er was touched as she took the chopsticks and took a big bite. "Don't feel guilty. You've been very nice to me. Don't worry. I will definitely enjoy this delicious dish!"
Lin Xinping: …
He forced a smile and nodded, cursing in his heart.
With this kind of brain, even if you don’t have diarrhea before the exam, you will definitely not be able to get into high school!
In fact, in the original time and space, it was quite easy for him to eat free food.
Although Wang Xing'er was also honest in that life, because she became friends with Ye Xiang, she was very convinced of this good friend from the big city. She was brainwashed by her theories for a long time, such as "love is about devoting yourself to your lover" and "good things should be given to your lover, and she will be good only if her lover is good." When she was with Lin Xinping, she often took the initiative to make contributions.
Originally, the two of them had already established a connection, but now Wu Jianguo came through. Firstly, he had no interest in maintaining any friendship with a country girl from the seventies, and secondly, his surprise attack on the White Widow was so shocking that Wang Xing'er felt that she was better than the White Widow, and she became extremely alert and insecure. The budding friendship between the two of them was thus completely killed.
So in this life, Wang Xing'er learned how to fall in love from her rough, straightforward and fierce mother.
Han Zhenzhen crouched down and waited until the two of them left, then she poked her head out of the haystack like a mole.
He whispered to Mole No. 2 who was squatting on the other side of the haystack and peeking, "If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have noticed that there was something fishy going on with these two."
Not to mention, if you just let go of that little bit of moral sense which is so easy to let go of, it will look much better than a comic book that has been read to pieces.
Song Ruan nodded her chin proudly: "Otherwise, my eyes are my ruler, I will say that there is definitely something wrong between them!"
Han Zhenzhen was still not satisfied: "I didn't expect that although Lin Xinping is not very good-looking and not a very good person, he is still okay with Wang Xing'er when it comes to dating."
Song Ruan just looked at her again and again.
Han Zhenzhen was a little nervous when being stared at, and then she reacted: "Ah? Did I see it wrong again? Does that mean it's not going to work?"
Song Ruan raised her head proudly and made a few clicks of the tongue.
Han Zhenzhen quickly pulled up and said, "Hey, tell me about it!"
She held Song Ruan's arm and swung back and forth like a swing: "Tell me, tell me. If you don't understand, I won't be able to sleep tonight!"
"Your hands must be tired after beating someone up just now? Let me rub them for you!"
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