Yang Wanlin sat down and just finished a glass of water when he heard Ruirui calling Father Liu in the yard, "Dad, Sister Shengnan is here!"
Father Liu stood up from his chair and waved to Shengnan in the yard, saying, "Shengnan, come in by yourself!"
When Yang Wanlin heard that Shengnan was coming in, he immediately stood up from the chair, lowered his head and re-tidied his clothes. Looking at his worn-out clothes, Yang Wanlin felt a little regretful. He should have gone to Yang Wansen's room and borrowed a new set of clothes from him when he went out today.
Yang Wanlin felt a little discouraged. Last time when he wore new clothes, Shengnan didn't like him. He didn't know if he would leave a worse impression on her today. Yang Wanlin bit his lip and encouraged himself in his heart: Comrade Liu Shengnan is not the kind of person who pays attention to clothes. I just need to perform well, be sincere, and not have a stern face. I have to be gentle, just like Wanmu said, girls like gentle men.
Yang Wanlin has short, coarse, black hair that makes him look even more unruly. His features are distinct, with thick eyebrows that pierce his hairline like two sharp swords, and a cunning glint in his eyes. He has a high nose bridge, rosy lips, and a bronze complexion. When he has a stern or cold expression, he looks unapproachable.
Yang Wanlin bit his lip nervously, and when he looked up, he saw Shengnan stepping over the threshold. Yang Wanlin was stunned, staring at Shengnan stupidly for a few seconds, and then stood there awkwardly, with no trace of the arrogance and unruly look he had at home. Instead, he looked like a bullied young wife.
As soon as Shengnan entered the main hall, she saw Yang Wanlin. A trace of doubt flashed across Shengnan's face, and then she looked at Liu's father and said, "Uncle, Ruirui said you have something to talk to me about!"
Father Liu raised his chin and motioned Shengnan to look at Zhang Wanlin, then explained, "Comrade Yang Wanlin wants to see you! You can talk to him in the house. I'll be in the yard. Call me if you need anything."
Before leaving, Father Liu deliberately glanced at Zhang Wanlin, while Shengnan asked with a confused look on his face, "Comrade, are you looking for me?"
Yang Wanlin swallowed, straightened his body, and let his hands hang naturally against the seams of his pants, just like when he was a child standing respectfully in front of his teacher.
Yang Wanlin wiped his hands on his pants, trying not to sound aggressive. Then he extended his hand and said to Shengnan nervously, "Hello, Comrade Liu Shengnan. I'm Yang Wanlin. I wanted to get married to you last year. Do you remember?"
Liu Shengnan looked at the restrained man in front of her, reached out her hand and gently touched his hand, then said, "Hello, Comrade Yang Wanlin, I still remember him. What do you want to see me about today?"
Yang Wanlin took a deep breath and said, "Comrade Liu Shengnan, I like you. I want to ask you if you can consider me again. I am willing to be your son-in-law."
Shengnan was shocked for a few seconds when she heard this. After she recovered, she asked in disbelief, "You like me, why?"
Shengnan was afraid that Yang Wanlin's sudden visit might have the same purpose as those people he had met a few days ago.
"We met when we were kids, in the commune primary school. I recognized you when I saw you last year. At that time, I had mud on my face and was listening to your class outside your classroom. I wonder if you still remember!" Yang Wanlin asked nervously.
The expression on Shengnan's face finally relaxed, and he said, "Were you the one who gave me the wild fruit?"
Seeing Shengnan remember, Yang Wanlin breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's me. After meeting you last year, I found that you are still as kind-hearted as when you were a child. In communicating with you, I also found that you are a strong-willed and tenacious girl. So, after we met, I fell in love with you?"
Shengnan still had some doubts and asked, "Then why didn't you come to me before? Why are you suddenly telling me now?"
Yang Wanlin quickly explained: "I asked the matchmaker to reply to you before, but the matchmaker said you didn't like me!"
Shengnan remembered that the matchmaker had told her that there were two men who liked her, but she was interested in Zhou Bing at the time, so she rejected them. One of the guys should be Yang Wanlin. Shengnan touched her nose a little embarrassedly.
Yang Wanlin looked at Shengnan's uncomfortable expression, and then explained why he came now.
After hearing the reason, Shengnan's suspicion of Yang Wanlin was reduced a lot. She then asked, "You should know what it means to be a live-in son-in-law, right? Our children will both have my last name. Of course, as long as you treat my family and me well, my family will treat you well too, just like a family."
Yang Wanlin answered seriously: "I know, I am willing from the bottom of my heart!"
"What about your parents?" Shengnan asked again.
Yang Wanlin then explained his family's situation and said, "Although I earn a lot of work points at home, my parents don't value me. Recently, my parents have been worried about my eldest brother's marriage. As long as the betrothal gift is a little higher, they won't have any objections!"
Shengnan frowned after hearing this. Although she felt a little sorry for Zhang Wanlin, who was good-looking and capable but not liked by his parents, she would still not agree if his parents asked for a large dowry. She couldn't use up all the family savings for her marriage.
Therefore, Shengnan asked, "Guess how much your parents will ask for as a betrothal gift. If it's too much, our family can't afford it. We're not well off."
Yang Wanlin was delighted when he heard this, knowing there was hope. He quickly ran to the backpack, took out his iron box, handed it to Shengnan, and said, "This is the money I've saved over the years, one hundred and fifteen yuan, thirty-six cents. When the time comes, you guys can be a little arrogant, and I'll be a little stubborn and insist on coming to your house. My parents won't ask for more than that, a hundred yuan at most will be enough!"
Shengnan looked at the enthusiastic boy in front of her, his ears red, and the boy who didn't dare look her in the eye. Now she had no doubts about him at all. Because only if you really like someone would you be willing to do such a losing business, revealing your cards before anything is settled.
Shengnan felt her heart, which had died because of Zhou Bing, begin to beat violently because of the sincerity of the young man in front of her. Slowly, Shengnan's face also turned red.
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