Ning Yuan, her face flushed and her voice rising, shouted, "Stop, stop! I know you have amazing observation and analytical skills, okay?!"
Does she look like she's worried he bought the wrong code?
Completing the "task" of buying underwear at the supply and marketing cooperative was also a way of announcing to her that she and he were a loving "young couple"—so as not to let Qin Hongxing discover any flaws.
Why would he ask his comrade to buy this private item from Hangzhou?
In those years of material scarcity, people would send things from afar, such as money, coupons, scarce food, or other supplies!
Who would send expensive silk underwear?
Most people probably think she's a pretentious and eccentric woman, utterly embarrassing!
What a terrible thing! What kind of spirit is this?!
He also conducted tactical reconnaissance of her figure and then transported her underwear, a "strategic" item, from Hangzhou!
Embarrassed and annoyed, Ning Yuan grabbed a few silk underwear from the table, stuffed them back into her bag, and hid them in her clothes trunk.
Should she be touched? No, she just wants to bury his clueless, straight-man brain in a hole!
Why would someone use their intelligence and skill in such a strange way?
Rong Zhaonan seemed to be thinking: "Why are you unhappy? I said I would make it up to you, and the handkerchief will arrive a little later."
Doesn't she like things made of silk?
Awesome? Why bring up a cow's reproductive organs? What does his ability have to do with that? The little spy is using words I don't understand again.
"I'm not upset, thank you for your thoughtfulness! But you really don't need to go to all that trouble to buy me underwear in the future!" Ning Yuan took a deep breath and rubbed her temples.
She really can't bear the shame!
The thought that he actually paid attention to her underwear size and estimated her hip circumference just to buy her underwear made her want to die even more.
Ning Yuan quickly picked up the kettle, fetched water, boiled it, and fed Xiao Bai, so as not to embarrass herself by scratching out the three-bedroom apartment with her toes.
Rong Zhaonan watched her petite figure flee in panic, his handsome brows furrowing slightly.
When you're dating, the person receiving a gift should be very happy.
This was the first time he had given her something, and it was even made of her favorite material. But Ning Yuan wasn't surprised; instead, she looked sullen. Why?
Back in the army, his men would be overjoyed for a long time when they received gifts from their partners, and they would even brag about it to their comrades.
He received a scarf knitted by Ning Yuan during the Chinese New Year, and seeing it now will make him feel very happy.
Why was she unhappy when she received the silk underwear he gave her?
This thing is small, but it's not cheap.
Rong Zhaonan frowned slightly. Was this his first attempt to take action against his target, and it was already an unsuccessful start?
...
Qin Hongxing also had a similarly unsuccessful start.
"How dare you refuse me?" She sat in the No. 1 Hotel in the provincial capital, holding a cup of tea, and looked coldly at Ning Jinyun sitting in front of her.
Ning Jinyun sat on the sofa, shifting her position somewhat uneasily, but refused to admit defeat: "Comrade Ning, what is the logic behind you asking my daughter and son-in-law to break off their relationship?"
When she went on business trips to the county town or the countryside, the best treatment she could get was staying in a guesthouse. This time, she was surprised to be invited to the First Hotel, which even had guards at the entrance, making her feel uneasy.
What made her most uneasy was that, just as her eldest sister Bai Jin had said, someone had indeed come to her door again for her son-in-law.
The "patient" who spent ten yuan to inquire about Ning Yuan at the health center back then has invited her to a hotel today.
But the one who came to see him was this arrogant woman.
Qin Hongxing looked at Ning Jinyun's thin face and droopy eyes, and said contemptuously, "Son-in-law? Take a piss and look in the mirror. Your daughter is a country bumpkin, and your family is like this. Who do you think you are to call your son-in-law?"
She had already investigated thoroughly; the whole family had come from a background of servants, and were even worse off than farmers.
At least farmers don't have to serve people, they only have to serve the crops.
Ning Jinyun sensed something was wrong. This woman from Beijing seemed to dislike her daughter, Ning Yuan, rather than the exiled reformer surnamed Rong.
This is different from what they initially guessed.
Ning Jinyun felt very uncomfortable seeing Qin Hongxing looking down on her family.
So many years have passed, and her life now is probably like that of countless ordinary families today.
That doesn't mean she's never seen what wealth and luxury are like.
The Ning family went to Hong Kong in the late 1950s, and she had witnessed the Ning family's immense wealth during her teenage years.
No one else is as arrogant and conceited as the woman in front of me.
Ning Jinyun sneered as she sized up Qin Hongxing, who was dressed in a Soviet-style serge suit.
"This lady from Beijing, I'd like to know what your workplace is, and whether your superiors are aware of your bourgeois demeanor?"
Qin Hongxing stiffened; she looked down on these poor and unsophisticated people from other provinces from the bottom of her heart.
When she was in the capital, she would not easily reveal this side of herself, but here in a remote mountainous province, she was so unrestrained.
I never expected that none of these country bumpkins would be honest; they actually dared to turn around and accuse her of something!
"Heh, as expected of Ning Yuan's mother, she's incredibly cunning. It's not like a few years ago when she could just throw accusations at anyone." Qin Hongxing's face turned cold.
Although the major movement happened several years ago, this topic remains sensitive.
Ning Jinyun is an older woman with a formal job and an education, unlike the uneducated guesthouse staff in the county town and the easily manipulated farmers in the countryside.
"Tell me your terms for letting your daughter leave my man!" Qin Hongxing sneered.
Ning Jinyun's eyes darted around. The woman in front of her looked to be from a very good family and was from the capital.
And they came after that man who had been sent to the countryside.
So, could I ask her for money or ask her to do something? This is like a pillow coming when I'm sleepy!
A strange smile appeared on Ning Jinyun's thin, long face: "If this lady had been so agreeable earlier, we wouldn't have had to make things unpleasant."
A hint of contempt flashed in Qin Hongxing's eyes; she knew these people from the countryside were only interested in profit.
Just like her parents' poor relatives back home, who always wanted to go to the capital to beg for money and favors.
...
Sitang Village
Ning Yuan was unaware of her adoptive mother's plans. She had just taken a letter of introduction and happily ran back to the cowshed.
"Rong Zhaonan, it's done! It's done! Come with me to the county town on Sunday, we'll go look at houses, and then go see Brother Zhang!!"
Rong Zhaonan had just finished working in the fields and washed his hands when he saw Ning Yuan running in. He was so excited that he didn't even notice Xiao Bai running towards her.
She almost tripped and fell while stepping on the little white tail.
Rong Zhaonan reacted quickly, raising his hand to support half of her body. Then, with a slight glint in his eyes, he suddenly let go, causing her to fall directly into his arms.
Ning Yuan buried her round face in his strong chest and was embraced tightly by him.
She immediately felt the rise and fall of his firm chest muscles and the warmth, and her face flushed instantly!
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