In the main room of Zhao Honghui's house, the flame of a kerosene lamp flickered.
The courtyard gate creaked open, and Yang Chunhua, who was inside, heard the noise and thought, "Finally, you're back!"
She strode out of the room and called to the person closing the door, "Honghui, come to my room."
Heaven knows how impatient she was when she learned that a female educated youth had come to her door that evening.
"Right away!" Zhao Honghui bolted the door and turned to go to the main room where his parents lived.
Upon entering the room, seeing his parents sitting upright, he asked, "Dad, Mom, why aren't you asleep yet, it's so late?"
"Mom is asking you, do you think you're dating Ren, the educated youth?" Yang Chunhua asked directly, getting straight to the point.
"No, I have nothing to do with her."
Hearing her denial again, Yang Chunhua got angry and asked repeatedly, "If it's okay, why would she come to our door? If it's okay, why would she give you things? Why are you still hiding this from us at a time like this!"
“I didn’t hide anything. She delivered the dried fruit to our door because the educated youth team discovered that dried fruit made from sour pears from the mountains was profitable and wanted to open up sales channels.” Zhao Honghui, who already knew Ren Fei’s true intentions, lied to avoid his mother’s persistent pursuit.
Upon hearing this, Yang Chunhua didn't know whether to feel fortunate or disappointed. She didn't like educated youth becoming her daughters-in-law, and she was also afraid that her eldest son would remain a bachelor forever.
Suddenly she remembered something and scolded, "You can't help the educated youth team sell dried fruit. The current policy doesn't allow individuals to buy and sell. You absolutely can't make this mistake."
"I know." Zhao Honghui summarized the key points of tonight's events and told his parents.
Yang Chunhua suddenly realized what was going on and asked doubtfully, "Is that sour pear preserve really delicious? Can it really make money?"
"The taste is alright. The brigade headquarters has decided to give it a try. You'll find out at the meeting tomorrow."
After Zhao Honghui finished speaking, seeing that there was nothing else, he said, "Mom and Dad, if there's nothing else, you should go to sleep early. I'm going back to my room."
He was about to turn around when his mother realized something. "Wait a minute! Why didn't that educated youth go to the brigade leader, but instead came to you about this?"
"How would I know? Maybe she went to the wrong door." Zhao Honghui sighed inwardly. His mother was as perceptive as ever.
Yang Chunhua slapped him angrily, "Who are you trying to fool! Da Ni said that Ren Zhiqing specifically asked for your name."
"......"
Seeing his taciturn expression again, Yang Chunhua completely gave up. "These past few days, Mom has come to her senses. Being an educated youth is fine, it's better than you becoming a bachelor."
In conflicts between parents and children, as long as the children persist, it is always the parents who give in.
Zhao Honghui rarely saw his strong-willed mother like this, and he felt secretly guilty. He said softly, "Mom, I really have no feelings for Ren Zhiqing. Please believe me."
"Mom believes you, but Mom wants to ask you something: don't you have any feelings for any of the female educated youth?" Yang Chunhua asked in a different way when she saw that her eldest son had softened for the first time.
In recent days, she has noticed that her eldest son occasionally looks thoughtful.
She would never believe him if he said he had nothing on his mind.
Sure enough, when asked this question, he didn't deny it directly as he usually did, but instead tacitly admitted it.
At this moment, Zhao Honghui recalled Xie Yuyao's appearance just now. While feeling annoyed, he had an absurd thought: he didn't want her to be bullied anymore.
Realizing this thought in his heart, Zhao Honghui's heart pounded rapidly, and he panicked completely.
He swallowed hard, his eyes darting around. "Mom and Dad, I'm sleepy. You should go to bed early too."
Before they could speak, he quickly left, giving the impression of fleeing in disarray.
Old Zhao laughed heartily, "This brat has finally figured it out."
Yang Chunhua also showed a doting smile. Now that her eldest son had made up his mind, she felt that being a female educated youth was quite good too.
“The female educated youth are all educated, so their children will definitely be smart. Moreover, their future in-laws are in the city, so they can help out if they encounter any difficulties.”
Old Zhao teased her, "Who was it that said it wouldn't work in the first place?"
"I was just worried that the female educated youth would return to the city in the future!"
"Then why aren't you afraid now?"
"With our eldest son's abilities, how could he not keep his wife? But who is that girl?"
......
At this time, everyone in the educated youth compound had gone back to their rooms to sleep.
After several twists and turns, Xie Yuyao felt tired, so she washed up and went straight to sleep.
In the hazy state between sleep and wakefulness, someone began to cry softly.
Wu Lihong sat up and realized that the person sobbing was Jiang Yan. "Jiang Yan, what's wrong?"
Hearing the question, Jiang Yan, who was huddled under the covers, threw off the covers and cried, "I know you're all laughing at me!"
After hearing that, well, I'm not getting any sleep.
Bei Xiao, who was sleeping next to Jiang Yan, tried to comfort her, but seeing that Jiang Yan was crying harder and harder, she became impatient and said, "You just love to overthink things. Everyone is so tired, we don't have time to care about you!"
Jiang Yan's crying stopped abruptly, a hint of malice flashing in her tearful eyes. But thinking of the benefits she still needed from her, she had no choice but to suppress her emotions and close her eyes to continue weeping.
Wu Lihong got up and lit the kerosene lamp. After saying a few words of persuasion, seeing that it had no effect, she said, "Let's all say a few words to her if she's still awake."
Ren Fei and Yang Shumei stood up and offered a few words of comfort. Xie Yuyao was about to sit up when Jiang Yan turned her attention to her again: "Xie Yuyao, why did you wait until the very end to express your opinion? You had to wait until I made a fool of myself before you stood up. What were you up to!"
Caught between the two bunks, Yang Shumei was furious. "You can talk all you want, what does it have to do with Guan Yuyao! You've dragged her into this again and again, what are you up to! What, you can't accept your own setbacks, so you push the blame onto others, is that how you feel at ease?"
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