Chapter 18: The wedding date in August of the Gregorian calendar arrived in the blink of an eye. ...
Yao Zhizhi was very happy as she was finally going to get away from this place.
If she had parents who loved their daughter, she would not have married before her sisters.
However, her fate had come, and she no longer cared about her sisters. At least she had fought for them, and Yao Er, as the director of the commune, had made a promise that he would not force them to marry divorced men.
Yao Zhizhi is not a god, so it’s enough to have a clear conscience.
She came in happily, greeted the elders, and sat next to Tang Fengyuan.
Ignore Qi Changxiao.
There was no way. Today was the first time the matchmaker brought the man to the house. If she acted like she was very familiar with Qi Changxiao, who knew what the group of people watching at the door would say.
Although she didn't plan to live here anymore, she still had to consider the impact on her sisters.
So, it’s better to be reserved.
Of course, she was also afraid that Qi Changxiao would be suspicious, so she glanced at him out of the corner of her eye.
He looked quite good, wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and his hair was neatly combed, meticulously.
The whole person looks refreshed and it makes people feel happy just by looking at him.
The shy guy was staring at the pomegranate tree in her yard, pretending not to care that she ignored him.
Yao Zhizhi wanted to laugh. What a pure young man. I wonder if he will remain so quiet and picturesque after getting married.
She smiled and moved closer to Tang Fengyuan: "Auntie Tang, you look good today."
Tang Fengyuan liked her and held her hand while chatting: "People are always in high spirits when they are happy! Zhizhi, why did you come back just now?"
"I didn't know you were coming, so I went to visit my classmates." Yao Zhizhi didn't want Yao Erdan to know that she could make money in the city, so she didn't mention writing for the newspaper.
As for the money from the bamboo products, she wanted to prepare it for her dowry, and Yao Erdan didn't dare to snatch it.
Fortunately, Tang Fengyuan was a smart person. From her vague words, he guessed that there was something she didn't want her family to know, so he changed the subject.
After chatting for a while, they started the process. With Mrs. Yan taking the lead, both parents introduced their son and daughter respectively, starting from external features such as age and height, and then introducing their personality, hobbies and work.
When they heard Tang Fengyuan say that her son was recuperating at home and not working, many of the people watching at the door breathed a sigh of relief.
This is probably what it means. I am afraid that my brother is having a hard life, but I am also afraid that he is driving a Land Rover.
Yao Zhizhi often heard people teasing her like this during the end of the world.
In short, minimizing the possibility of being envied and envied by others is a philosophy of survival.
Just like a little girl under her command at that time, every time she obtained a crystal core, she would hide it low-key, leaving only a few outside to deal with other people's curious eyes.
This requires a good balance - too little, others will look down on you; too much, others will be jealous of you.
And at the moment, Tang Fengyuan has grasped the degree very well.
Others would be jealous of Yao Zhizhi for being a city dweller and having a police officer mother-in-law, but when they thought about her husband being a sickly man and having no job, they would instantly feel balanced.
As expected, the gossipy person at the door immediately interrupted, "What's the disease? Is it serious?"
Tang Fengyuan smiled and refused to answer.
This is really worth pondering.
The pink-eyed people soon dispersed and started talking on the road.
"I was wondering why a city guy would fall for a country girl. Turns out he wants someone to bring good luck to his son."
"Don't talk nonsense. Bringing happiness to others is a feudal dregs."
"It's okay, we talked in private, no one heard us."
"Hey, what do you think? Will Yao Zhizhi become a widow after marrying him?"
"It's hard to say. I saw that man's face was red as hell. He might have a fever. I don't think he will live long."
"It would be best if she couldn't even have children, so that Yao Erdan wouldn't show off his power. It's so infuriating to watch."
"Hey, don't be so vicious. It's better to have a child. Maybe we need to go to the city to do business in the future, and Yao Zhizhi can help us."
"That's true. Then I wish her a baby soon."
*
Yao Erdan was beaming with joy.
My heart is relieved. It’s great. This marriage is really good!
He really didn't expect the other party to be so sincere. A policeman personally brought his son to propose marriage. It was really a great honor.
Life is nothing more than the pursuit of power, fame and fortune.
Now that he has such a relative, Yao Erdan can stand up straight.
He happily prepared a table of food and chatted with others after the meal.
"So Xiaotao has met you before!" Yao Erdan didn't expect that the fate of the two families had started a long time ago, and his eyes narrowed into a line.
Tang Fengyuan smiled and said, "She was looking for Zhu Ben and didn't know the way, so I took her there."
"So that's how it is!" Yao Erdan quickly asked, "Xiao Tao, did you say thank you to Aunt Tang at that time?"
"I said it." Yao Taotao was also very happy today. Lao Wu's marriage was indeed a good one.
She believed that Qi Changxiao would live to be a hundred years old.
He also firmly believed that the fifth sister could love him and live happily ever after.
The two families chatted lively until two o'clock in the afternoon. Tang Fengyuan and his mother finally got up to say goodbye. They still had to wait for the bus.
Yao Erdan hurried to the brigade to borrow an ox cart to give his in-laws a ride.
The ox cart stopped and Tang Fengyuan climbed up with a smile, without any disgust.
Yao Zhizhi went back to the room, took out two things, and climbed onto the ox cart.
There are two palm-sized baskets, both made by her with bamboo strips, each with a small round lid. You can store some needles and thread, or pens, erasers, etc. in them, and the lid can also keep out dust.
They each have one son.
Arriving at the commune station, Yao Zhizhi stuffed the things into Tang Fengyuan's hands and said, "Auntie Tang, I don't have anything valuable. This is just a small token of my appreciation. Please don't despise it."
Tang Fengyuan had never seen such an exquisite and delicate little basket. There were patterns on it. It looked very complicated and was definitely not sold on the market.
She was curious: "Did you make it yourself?"
Yao Zhizhi smiled and nodded: "Well, I've been thinking of preparing a gift for you. Does Aunt Tang like it?"
"I like it! I like it very much! Right, Changxiao!" No one knows a son better than his mother. Tang Fengyuan knew that her son was unable to say anything and felt aggrieved, so she quickly created an opportunity for him.
Qi Changxiao took a basket, examined it carefully, and praised sincerely: "You are so clever and skillful, beyond my expectation. Zhizhi, you are excellent."
Yao Zhizhi went to the side and talked to him: "If you like it, I will make a few more for you in the future, in various sizes."
"Okay." Qi Changxiao couldn't hear what she was saying. It was like a bee farm was opened in his ears, buzzing and very lively.
He could only try to identify the shape of her lips and make a rough guess.
Actually, anything he said was fine, after all, all he could think about was what would happen if he kissed her.
It was not until Tang Fengyuan urged him several times that he came to his senses and realized that it was time to leave.
It’s such a pity that I’ve been here for most of the day and only said a few words.
He pinched his burning ears and took out two round objects from his trouser pockets: "Here, girls should all like beauty. I hope you like them."
Is this a token of love?
Yao Zhizhi was unsure, so she took the thing.
One is a folding mirror, which is exquisitely made and looks really good.
One is a face powder from Xie Fuchun. I don’t know what history this brand has, but the outer packaging design is really thoughtful.
Simple and elegant, with a faint fragrance.
It is the scent of gardenia.
Yao Zhizhi liked it very much, her dimples were filled with joy, and she looked up and said thank you, Brother Changxiao.
Her voice is clear and sweet, and her smile is bright and dazzling.
So much so that Qi Changxiao felt drunk even though he clearly didn't drink any alcohol.
I couldn't help but reach out and touch her creamy face, but I was afraid of being rude, so I held back.
He clearly wanted to get closer, but didn't dare to overstep the line.
He is a gentleman at heart!
Yao Zhizhi liked it very much, so she said with a double entendre: "Thank you, I like them all."
Including you!
With a playful wink, Yao Zhizhi turned her head and said goodbye to Tang Fengyuan.
Qi Changxiao had no choice but to leave reluctantly.
Only when Yao Zhizhi was no longer in his sight did he lower his head and stroke the small basket in his hand. It was so round and smooth, without any bamboo thorns. It must have been polished and coated with varnish.
It was done very attentively.
I like it very much.
I couldn't help but mutter to her mother: "Give it all to me."
Tang Fengyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and quickly gave it to him: "No one is competing with you for it, aren't you childish?"
Qi Changxiao was very satisfied. He held one in each hand and looked at them carefully.
Tang Fengyuan sighed: "Her parents don't seem to be easy to deal with. Your mother has never abused her power for personal gain. Don't complain to me when the time comes."
"Yeah." Qi Changxiao is not a fool.
The most important thing is that he and Yao Zhizhi live a good life; other people don't matter.
He was too lazy to help with any backdoor.
The question is, he is dying and there is nothing I can do to help him.
Tang Fengyuan probably guessed what he was thinking and warned him seriously, "Don't talk about life and death anymore! You have to live well! Otherwise, why would a girl marry you?"
"Yeah." Qi Changxiao was really convinced. Maybe his mother was the worm in his stomach!
But he did have to curb this pessimistic thinking.
Otherwise Zhizhi will dislike him.
She is like a little sun, full of vitality, and he doesn't want to be her dark cloud.
I don’t want to be her darkness either.
He straightened up and began to count the days on his fingers.
It’s almost time, the wedding date in August of the Gregorian calendar is here in the blink of an eye.
He was not in a hurry. He just wanted to recuperate and not let down his guard on his wedding night.
*
Yao Jingzong received a call from Lao Qin.
They were being very polite, saying that their son was not worthy of her, but that was actually a stab in Yao Jingzong's heart.
It’s obvious that his son is the outstanding talent.
His daughter Jingjing is nothing.
But things have come to this, what else can we do?
He could only compensate Lao Qin's family, so he asked whether Lao Qin and his family were living well recently.
The subtext is - if things don't go well, come to me.
Old Qin naturally didn't want to miss such an opportunity, so he cried, "My Yicheng has lost his beloved. He had no appetite last night, and he went to work without eating today. If this continues, what will happen if his health collapses?"
Yao Jingzong was helpless. He was not a woman and could not marry a man to repay his gratitude.
Otherwise he would have married long ago.
He asked directly, "How about this, Old Qin, I take Yicheng as my godson?"
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