Chapter 29 The Figure in My Mind

Happiness for most of my life...

Shen Cheng wanted to punch Jiang Pengyu: "Are you addicted to urging me to get married? You haven't even cleaned your own ass."

"I mean it."

Jiang Pengyu grabbed Shen Cheng and said, "My cousin is already of marriageable age. She is very well behaved. Apart from being a little dark, fat, and short, there is nothing wrong with her. You don't have a date anyway, so why don't you meet her?"

In Jiang Pengyu's opinion, Shen Cheng is not the superficial person who only cares about appearance, so he thought of introducing his cousin to him.

Originally he didn't take it that seriously. Didn't his aunt call him a while ago and ask him to find a partner for the girl?

After much thought, Shen Cheng is really the only one who is suitable.

The voices behind were too loud, and he had said these words once before.

Shen Cheng strode forward, and finally couldn't help it anymore, so he turned around and punched him: "Are you annoyed?"

Jiang Pengyu immediately stepped back and dodged in time.

He looked at him suspiciously: "You don't think my cousin is ugly, do you?"

Shen Cheng was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Jiang Pengyu thought he had acquiesced, and angrily pointed at him and said, "Old Shen, Old Shen, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person."

Shen Cheng didn't reply to him. Jiang Pengyu felt bored and wanted to persuade him again: "Don't you really want to consider it?"

What answered him was Shen Cheng's indifferent back.

Jiang Pengyu was quite helpless.

Li Wen followed him with a smile: "Captain Jiang, please don't make things difficult for our Shen group. Let alone your sister, he is not interested in the beautiful woman who saved his life."

"Life-saving grace?" Jiang Pengyu became interested and asked with a gossipy look on his face, "What's the situation?"

"It was raining heavily that day..."

…

Shen Cheng came to the old leader's office: "Report!"

When Brigade Commander Zhao heard Shen Cheng's voice, he was delighted.

"Come in."

Shen Cheng pushed the door open and walked in, his expression serious: "Brigade Commander, you are in a hurry to call me back, is there something urgent?"

"There's no rush anymore." Brigade Commander Zhao said with a smile.

Shen Cheng raised his eyebrows.

Brigade Commander Zhao said: "Pengyu came back earlier than you, he has already taken care of it."

Shen Cheng nodded: "That's fine, I'll go back to the dormitory first."

"etc……"

Brigade Commander Zhao called him, walked around the office, raised his hand and patted his shoulder: "Ah Cheng..."

As soon as this title came out, Shen Cheng understood that it was time to get down to business.

He was about to find an excuse to slip away, but Brigade Commander Zhao grabbed his collar tightly.

"Your father called me, as you know. Your father used to be my old boss. He asked me for help based on his personal relationship. I can't refuse, right?"

His dad?

Shen Cheng already knew what it was.

From Jiang Pengyu to his parents and then to the old leaders, are they all addicted to urging marriage?

Sure enough, the next second, Brigade Commander Zhao said: "Your mother asked me to introduce you to someone. Someone from the art troupe will be coming over soon..."

"The art troupe is quite free."

Since it was a private conversation, Shen Cheng didn't care about the relationship between superiors and subordinates. He interrupted Zhao Lu rudely and said bluntly: "Tell my dad that it's impossible and tell him to forget about it. I won't get married."

"Hey, kid, why are you so stubborn?" Zhao Lu was furious.

Shen Cheng has already gone out.

Instead of going back to the dormitory directly, he went to the training ground.

He only took 1 minute and 20 seconds to complete the 400-meter obstacle course.

Shen Cheng did not stop and ran back and forth several times until he was sweating all over and his breathing was heavy.

It was such a cold day, and he was shirtless. His muscles were firm and powerful, and his chest was rising and falling with tension and strength.

Shen Cheng raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, rested for a while, and didn't care how dirty he was, just lying straight on the sand.

marry……

When this thought flashed through his mind, those beautiful eyes inexplicably appeared in his mind.

But it's just a thought, he is destined not to get married in this life.

Even if she was not a little girl but someone of the same age as him, it would not work.

No one knows what he lost in that border operation.

-

Here, Jiang Nianzi and Jiang Xue found Zhang Lingling, the village chief's daughter-in-law.

When Zhang Lingling heard them mention the sewing machine, she frowned and hesitated about how to refuse.

The next second, Jiang Nianzi said, "Sister Ling, we will rent your sewing machine for five yuan a month. What do you think? If you need to use the machine during the process, you can come to my house to use it for a while, but not for too long."

Five dollars?

Zhang Lingling's eyes lit up immediately: "You give me five yuan a month?"

How much can you buy with five dollars?

Although a sewing machine is expensive, it is just a token. It won’t make any money if you keep it at home every day.

Besides, this was the dowry given by her parents, and she couldn't sell it.

It's just five yuan more pocket money every month, and it's just for rent, so how can Zhang Lingling not be happy?

Seeing her smiling face, Jiang Nianzi nodded and said, "Yes, I will pay you five dollars a month, but the sewing machine must be moved to my house."

Zhang Lingling agreed immediately. They were all from the same village, and everyone in the village knew that the Sen Wan tidying and sewing machine was hers, so she and her sister did not dare to have any thoughts of monopolizing it.

"Okay, then when will you move?"

After getting her consent, Jiang Nianzi and Jiang Xue looked at each other, and both sisters had smiles in their eyes.

Jiang Xue said, "We'll move today. Wait for me to call my brother over."

Zhang Lingling was very positive about money. She smiled and covered her mouth: "Why do you need your brother to move it? I'll let your brother Hu Zi move it over."

Jiang Hu is Zhang Lingling's husband.

The two sisters were naturally happy to do so without having to make an extra trip.

Jiang Nianzi paid the money readily, asked Zhang Lingling to find a pen and paper, wrote a rental receipt and handed it to Zhang Lingling for her to sign.

"Yeah, that's quite standard. Scholars are different." Zhang Lingling took it with a smile and signed it readily.

After signing, Jiang Nianzi also gave Zhang Lingling the money that had been counted in advance.

Zhang Lingling took it happily and stuffed it into her waistband.

After handing over the money and the receipt, Jiang Hu was called by Zhang Lingling to move the sewing machine over to the Jiang sisters.

The sewing machine was not small. Jiang Hu carried it from one end of the village to the other, attracting the attention of many people in the village.

Aunt Liu watched Jiang Hu move the sewing machine into Ding Hongmei's house with disdainful eyes, her eyes turning green with jealousy.

She even bought the sewing machine of the village chief's daughter-in-law. How good is this little girl Jiang Nianzi at making money?

Bah, hum.

When Jiang Xue got the sewing machine home, she did not dare to sit idle and immediately started cutting the cloth.

The fabric used was the camisole that Jiang Nianzi bought yesterday.

The first thing she made was Jiang Nianzi's size, which was also what Jiang Nianzi requested.

Because she goes to the clinic every day and sees more people, the chances of her clothes being seen are higher.

Jiang Cheng was still collecting herbs in the mountains. Ding Hongmei didn't work today and followed her son up the mountain.

Jiang Nianzi doesn't have to go to the clinic to work today.

But she had nothing to do, so she simply carried the herbs that she had dried two days ago and walked towards the town.