That's just being unreasonable.
Unlike Qin Jingru, Yi Xiaochuan didn't stop after obtaining his bachelor's degree. Instead, he continued to delve deeper, intending to research things that could go to space. He had already been noticed by a professor in Wudaokou and entered the laboratory ahead of schedule, making him quite a remarkable academic achiever.
Even such a top student still gets scolded by an older woman.
“Shouren, as the older brother, you should also have a good talk with him. He's getting on in years…”
"Mom, I'm only 20..."
When Xiao Chuan arrived at the courtyard house, he was already six years old, which was considered quite sensible. This year, he's only twenty years old.
As if that wasn't enough, he added, "He's not yet of legal marriage age..."
"Auntie, don't worry too much. This kid shouldn't have any problem finding a girlfriend." Qin Huairu cheerfully served everyone food, giving the auntie a piece of her chopsticks: "You can eat in peace. As for Xiao Chuan's school, even if you don't worry about it, the government will help you. Back then, Shouren was the same; he wouldn't get a permanent position if he didn't get married."
After saying that, he glared at Wang Shouren.
To this day, Qin Huairu still suspects that Wang Shouren did it on purpose.
Put yourself in the position of the victim and let her propose the idea of marrying Qin Jingru herself.
"Cough cough..." Wang Shouren coughed twice, then went to chat and clink glasses with an old man: "Uncle, come on, have a drink. The factory still needs old comrades like you."
An old man took a sip, his face slightly flushed: "To be honest, I'm a bit behind the times at your factory."
Hearing the old man say that, Wang Shouren became a little anxious.
An old man waved his hand, signaling him to listen to him finish: "But, not being able to keep up doesn't mean we won't. We old folks are quite interested in those new machine tools you've brought in. There are just some things we don't quite understand, but don't worry, give us some time, and we'll figure them out. Life is getting better and better, and the country is becoming stronger and stronger..."
The old man kept going off on a tangent.
From those days when he couldn't even get enough to eat, to now he even owns a motorcycle, which made the old lady next to him roll her eyes.
He interjected, "You wouldn't believe it, this old man, at his age, still rides a motorcycle into the street, saying he's fulfilling a dream he had when he was young..."
Goodness, who would have thought that this old man was also a motorcycle enthusiast?
The old man's face was slightly flushed, but it was hard to tell whether it was from embarrassment or from drinking.
I felt a little embarrassed.
"Hey, ma'am, this thing, any man, young or old, will like it," Wang Shouren said cheerfully.
Several neighbors, a large family, ate and drank in this big living room, occasionally reminiscing about some glorious days of the past.
The sound came from the hall, and this joy dispelled the clouds. A bright moon hung high in the sky, swaying, as if it too was slightly intoxicated.
On January 28, 1981, Wang Shouren realized his long-held dream—to sleep with his wife in the same quilt.
The swaying moon seemed less intoxicated and more awe-inspiring.
The first rays of morning sunlight streamed into the room through the window.
Inside the room, three people were lying sprawled out on a large bed.
Qin Huairu sat up with her hair disheveled, looking at the three people lying next to her. Her head was slightly aching, and her cheeks were slightly flushed.
Looking at Wang Shouren, who was only wearing leggings, she spat at him in annoyance, moved Qin Jingru's legs off her, got out of bed, put on her clothes, and went out.
As soon as I stepped outside, I saw an old man practicing Tai Chi outside the door.
"You're up early! Your wife bought some breakfast and left it in the inner room. Remember to eat when you all get up."
"Okay, thank you, sir. I'll wash up and head out soon. It's almost the end of the year, and the village should be distributing dividends." Qin Huairu nodded.
"Okay, go ahead, I'll have Xiaochuan take you there."
"Wouldn't that be too much trouble?"
"Hey, that kid's been wanting to go by himself for ages. Besides, there aren't any cars coming from your village today, are there? Let him go."
"Alright, thank you very much, sir."
Qin Huairu always remembered what Wang Shouren had said: no matter how good the road was, someone should always accompany you when you go from the courtyard to the village, just in case. Qin Huairu wholeheartedly agreed with this. These days, without security cameras, you really can't be sure who's outside.
After Qin Huairu left, the three people lying on the bed groggily woke up.
Then Lou Xiao'e revealed a smile, grabbed Qin Jingru and wouldn't let go. The smile was somewhat ferocious: "Well, you usually seem quite honest, but you change your tune once you're in bed. You bullied me quite badly last night."
"Sister! Sister!" Qin Jingru panicked and instinctively called for help: "She's rebelled! Quickly subdue her and let Shouren launch a general offensive."
Wang Shouren looked at Qin Jingru, who was being tormented in Lou Xiao'e's arms, with a black line on his face. For some reason, he suddenly remembered a sentence Liu had said - "I want to dye this thing green."
He felt that Lou had shown some strange tendencies last night.
Shaking his head to clear the strange thoughts from his mind, he reached out and separated the two.
With a stern face and a very serious expression, he said, "Stop fooling around, we still have things to do today."
"That's right! If I didn't have other things to do, I'd make you pay!" Qin Jingru had a "let you off the hook" look on her face.
Lou Xiao'e simply covered her mouth and chuckled, "Alright, I'll be waiting for you, Your Majesty~"
Upon hearing this, Qin Jingru couldn't help but shudder.
He hurriedly gathered his clothes and ran faster than a rabbit, leaving Wang Shouren speechless.
He looked Lou Xiao'e up and down: "You didn't learn some weird stuff abroad, did you?"
“For example?” Lou Xiao’e licked her lips: “Some people don’t even know to go to Hong Kong for a visit. They stay in China for a whole year. They don’t care about the life or death of a middle-aged woman like me at all. My wrinkles are getting more and more numerous.”
Looking at that flawless, fair face, brimming with collagen, Wang Shouren couldn't fathom what this woman had to do with a middle-aged woman. Oh, well, they did have something to do in bed last night.
Middle-aged women are generally quite formidable. Even the Qin sisters almost couldn't keep up with her.
"I reckon I'll have to go to the US next year or the year after..."
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