cousin?
Isn’t she your sister?
Everyone was stunned when they heard Zhuang Cuizhu's introduction. Before, Zhuang Cuizhu said that a younger sister was coming, and everyone subconsciously thought it was her biological sister, but unexpectedly it was actually her cousin.
In fact, Zhuang Cuizhu herself did not expect this, because the word "sister" was used in the telegram.
There are three sisters and two brothers in her family. She is the second oldest. The youngest sister is a dozen years younger than her and is only in her early twenties this year. She is indeed at the age to get married.
But it was her cousin who came, which made Zhuang Cuizhu very dissatisfied.
If it was her biological sister, it would be fine to provide her with free food and accommodation, after all, we are born of the same mother and have an unbreakable blood relationship, but it is far from the case for her cousin.
If she had known it was her cousin, Zhuang Cuizhu would have definitely called home and asked someone to bring her back immediately.
But now, everyone in the family compound knows about this. If she sends the person back, she doesn't know what others will say.
Moreover, last night Zheng Peirong cried in front of her and her husband, saying that her family had suffered too severe a disaster and could not survive, and begged them to give her a way out.
Zheng Peirong cried so pitifully that her husband asked her to stay and let him help take a look at the photos.
In order not to affect her husband's reputation, Zhuang Cuizhu had to swallow her anger. Fortunately, Zheng Peirong knew how to read people's faces and was well-behaved and able to talk in front of her, which made her dissatisfaction a little better.
"Hello, sisters-in-law. My name is Zheng Peirong. Many country people don't understand. If there is anything wrong, please forgive me and don't bother me. Please correct me."
Zheng Peirong was good at speaking and put herself in a low position. With just a few words, she won the favor of the military wives present.
Yuan Sufeng was the most enthusiastic, but Feng Yingchun spoke before her.
"It's okay. We are all from the same compound. It's only natural for us to help each other. How old are you this year, Miss Peirong? I see that you look quite young. There are several young military wives in our compound."
As soon as Zheng Peirong opened her mouth, Feng Yingchun knew that this girl was educated, so she changed the subject with a few words. She did not answer Zheng Peirong directly, but instead said a few irrelevant polite words to deal with the matter.
There was something fishy about this matter. Who knew what Zhuang Cuizhu and the chief of staff were thinking? There was no need to offend the couple because of a cousin who had just arrived.
Zheng Peirong was not so quick to react and was misled by Feng Yingchun. She replied, "I just turned 23 this year."
Upon hearing this, the sisters-in-law murmured in their hearts, she is already 23 and still not married, how picky is she!
In this era, rural girls tend to get married early. If they wait until this age, it's either because they are well-educated, like Jiang Yan, a high school graduate, or because they are too picky.
So He Hongxiu asked, "Sister Peirong looks quiet, so she must have been to school for a few years, right?"
Zheng Peirong didn't think too much about it. She thought that the sisters-in-law knew all this because they wanted to introduce her to someone, so she proudly replied, "I graduated from a junior high school in the county. It's a pity that my family is not well off, otherwise I could have gone to high school."
“That’s amazing.”
“Not bad, not bad.”
He Hongxiu and Feng Yingchun smiled and praised but didn't ask any other questions.
The school system at that time was five years for primary school, two years for junior high school and high school, and most junior high school graduates were fourteen or fifteen years old.
In other words, Zheng Peirong did not get married for eight or nine years after graduation.
Now she is trying every means to join the army. Her intention is very clear: she is here to find a rich husband.
But the problem is that all the officers in the regiment are married now. If it had been two years earlier, they could have brought her and Lu Yunsheng together.
But Lu Yunsheng is already married, and he has such a good wife.
The deputy battalion commander of the first battalion, Chen Lin, has an unattainable family background.
I really can't find the right one.
"Hey, what are you standing for? Come on, sit down. The sun is nice today. Let's sit down and get some sun. It's so comfortable."
He Hongxiu also knew that this was a troublesome matter, so she asked Zhuang Cuizhu and the other person to sit down and ended the conversation.
Zhuang Cuizhu pulled Zheng Peirong to sit down and joined the chat.
Seeing that the sisters-in-law started talking about other topics without asking a few questions, Zheng Peirong was secretly anxious.
With her looks and education, it shouldn't be difficult for her to marry a battalion-level officer, right?
Why do these sisters-in-law seem so uninterested?
But Zheng Peirong knew that she had just arrived and couldn't rush things, so she had to build good relationships with everyone first.
Although I don't want to rely on my cousin and owe her a favor, and be bullied by her, it seems that outsiders are unreliable and I still have to rely on my cousin.
Moreover, her cousin's husband is the regiment's chief of staff. With this relationship, the officers below are eager to marry her.
If you become the brother-in-law of the regiment chief of staff, you can work less for several years.
"Sister Sufeng, you are really skillful. Look at the workmanship of this dress. The stitches are really good."
"Yes."
Looking at the clothes in Yuan Sufeng's hands, Zhuang Cuizhu casually praised them, and Zheng Peirong hurriedly agreed, but she didn't dare to be too outstanding and just responded simply.
Glancing at her cautious look, Zhuang Cuizhu sneered in her heart.
Humph, I still can’t control you.
After introducing Zheng Peirong, she remained silent, just to give her cousin a warning and let her know who she could rely on.
It seems that the effect is quite good now, and it will be easier to control in the future.
As she was speaking, Zhuang Cuizhu smiled and brought up the matter again.
"Sisters-in-law, my sister is not young anymore. If there is anyone suitable, please introduce her to someone."
Upon hearing this, Zheng Peirong's eyes lit up. Noticing that her sisters-in-law were all looking at her, she immediately became well-behaved and looked shy.
It looks really good.
At the same time, Zheng Peirong couldn't help but feel a little confused. Why did her cousin want other people to introduce her?
As the wife of the regiment chief of staff, she should be very clear about which suitable battalion-level cadres are in the regiment.
But the next moment, Zhuang Cuizhu's words made the smile on Zheng Peirong's face freeze.
"Any platoon leader or company commander of a similar age from each battalion will do. As long as they are good people, we are not picky."
Her husband is the chief of staff, but Zhuang Cuizhu is only familiar with the regimental and battalion-level cadres in the family compound, and she hardly knows the company commanders and platoon leaders under the battalions.
If you want to find suitable officers, it would be best to ask Yuan Sufeng and others.
Originally, Feng Yingchun didn't want to get involved in this matter, but since Zhuang Cuizhu asked him to do so, he had to give the chief of staff some face.
Moreover, there are no suitable officers at the battalion level, but there are plenty at the company and platoon levels.
Zheng Peirong is an educated young intellectual who graduated from junior high school. She is also very pretty, so it would be easy to find a partner if you are not too picky.
It can be seen from Zheng Peirong's reluctant expression that she seemed to look down on the company-level officers. Feng Yingchun smiled and replied: "I will ask Lao Xu tonight to see if there are any suitable ones in the third battalion."
Yuan Sufeng also nodded, "That's easy. I'll ask Lao Wu to see if there's anyone suitable."
"Thank you, sister-in-law."
Zheng Peirong forced a smile, but felt a little angry in her heart, thinking that Zhuang Cuizhu did it on purpose and didn't want her to marry such a good man.
If she really marries a young company commander, when will she be able to become the leader's wife?
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