Chapter 41 What do you think?
"Hey, Qiu'er is here! Have you eaten? Sit down and eat together!" Seeing that the third brother's girlfriend came to visit on her own initiative, Wei Guiqin stood up and greeted her enthusiastically.
"Aunt Wei, I've already eaten, you don't need to call me. I heard that Uncle Su had surgery, so I came to see him." Lin Zhiqiu said as he handed over the net bag in his hand.
"Come on, kid, why are you bringing anything with you? This malted milk is so expensive! Your life is hard enough, why do you spend so much money on this?" Wei Guiqin complained, but she was smiling. She naturally reached out and took the malted milk. "Don't do this next time. Aunt Wei will be angry with you if you do this again."
"I see." Lin Zhiqiu smiled and looked at Su Dajiang, "Uncle Su, how is your recovery going?"
Su Dajiang looked at the girl calmly. She was good-looking, dressed simply, and was sensible in her words and deeds. She was more than suitable for his son.
But... the fact that he had to work... made him feel a little unhappy.
"I'm fine, don't worry. Xiaolin, thank you for your gift." Su Dajiang thanked her.
"Come on. Don't talk while standing. Now that you are here, sit down quickly." Wei Guiqin moved the stool and made an empty seat for her.
Su Jingrui was very considerate and quickly moved a stool to the side of the table: "Qiu'er, sit down."
"Hey." Lin Zhiqiu sat down shyly.
Wei Guiqin saw that this was a good opportunity, so she simply put the matter they had just discussed on the table and saw what Lin Zhiqiu meant.
"Qiu'er, we were just discussing you and Jing Rui. You also know my Jing Rui's feelings. Since you are here today, let me ask you, what do you think about Jing Rui wanting to marry you?"
As soon as she finished speaking, everyone at the table turned their eyes to Lin Zhiqiu.
Lin Zhiqiu bit his lower lip, seeming to be in a difficult situation.
Su Jingrui's heart suddenly rose to his chest and his palms were sweating, fearing that Lin Zhiqiu would reject the marriage on the spot.
"Qiu'er, we are trying to find a way to deal with the work. Can you wait for me?" he said hurriedly.
Su Dajiang couldn't bear to see his son's embarrassing appearance. He coughed twice and asked Lin Zhiqiu very seriously: "I heard from Jingrui that you don't want any betrothal gifts, you just want a job, right?"
Lin Zhiqiu nodded: "Uncle Su, I did think so at the time."
"If you can't find a job, you won't marry Jing Rui, right?" Su Dajiang shook his head and said, "Zhi Qiu, you don't love Jing Rui in your heart. You just want to find..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Lin Zhiqiu.
"Uncle Su." Lin Zhiqiu looked at him apologetically, "I know it's impolite to interrupt an elder, but I have to explain. The reason I came here today is indeed because of this matter."
"Well, tell me, I want to hear your thoughts." Su Dajiang's eyes fell on her.
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"The reason I want a job is because I think even if a woman is married, she can't just sit there and do nothing and rely on her husband! Besides, everyone knows my family's situation. My mother is no longer able to work and has to rely on me for support. If I marry Jing Rui and I don't have a job, it means Jing Rui has to support both of us alone... This is too much pressure on him."
(End of this chapter)