121 All fucking bullshit
Gao Qinghe was halfway there when she remembered that she had forgotten to tell her two aunts that the date for her wedding with Jiang Baohai had been set.
But it’s okay, we can still talk about it next time we meet.
The two sisters walked home talking and laughing, taking the packed tofu.
When Gao Qinghe met the villagers on the road, he felt unprecedented enthusiasm.
Some people simply wanted to say hello to her, some asked if she could bring people, and more wanted to know how much money she actually made.
They couldn't get any information from Huang Yanqiu, so they had to start with the real person.
Unfortunately, I met Gao Qinghe, who says one thing to one person and another to another.
She answered irrelevant questions, talked nonsense, and spoke a lot of random things, all with a smile on her face. I couldn't hear what she said clearly, but I knew that she looked very beautiful when she smiled.
By the time I reacted, the person had already walked a long way away.
Gao Qingya said proudly in a low voice: "I bet that even the bravest person in our village can't guess how much money you have made."
Three hundred thousand is an unthinkable number in this place where even a person with a monthly income of ten thousand yuan can cause discussion in the surrounding area.
Gao Qinghe smiled, touched the little sister's frizzy hair, and taught her:
"You shouldn't show off your wealth, but you can't hide it completely either. Too much will make others jealous and resentful, too little will make people look down on you. If someone insists on asking about it in the future, you can say 20%."
"When no one can catch up, there will be no need for any disguise."
Gao Qingya nodded, not quite understanding. Next time someone asked, she would say 50,000 or 60,000.
It's not a good idea to talk about this kind of thing loudly, so the two sisters deliberately lowered their voices.
So the young man and woman sitting side by side under the ancient tree by the roadside didn't notice anyone passing by at all, and they were chatting and talking to each other.
Gao Qingya was the first to notice the two people, and her eyes widened in disbelief.
Then he pulled his sister back as she was walking forward.
He pointed his thumb at the ancient tree and asked her to look.
Who doesn’t like to read gossip?
Gao Qinghe is no exception.
Especially Gao Qingya's reaction made her even more curious about what was ahead.
As a result, I took off my sunglasses and looked up, and luckily I didn't roll my eyes.
Sitting close together under the tree were the young couple Zhou Zhenghua and Ouyang Yan.
Gao Qinghe originally wanted to turn around and leave, but the content of their conversation reached her ears clearly.
Words like work, long-distance relationship, and not wanting to be separated successfully caught her attention.
Ouyang Yan looked at Zhou Zhenghua expectantly, "Brother Zhenghua, my mom asked someone to look up a date and said next Sunday would be a good time to get the marriage certificate. Shall we go get it?"
"Next Sunday? Didn't we agree to go the day before the wedding party?" Zhou Zhenghua frowned slightly.
His mother calculated the date and said it was good for him.
It had been mentioned several times before, but the Ouyang family had never said anything, so he thought they agreed.
Ouyang Yan noticed that his reaction was a bit exaggerated and felt a little aggrieved. "The last day is too rushed. Can't we go earlier?"
Zhou Zhenghua was silent for a moment, then said with embarrassment: "Okay, but I've already asked for leave in advance..."
"Well, alright then."
Ouyang Yan thought about it and realized that the nature of their jobs was different, so it was indeed not easy for Zhou Zhenghua to ask for leave. Besides, she was not superstitious, so it didn't matter which day they got the marriage certificate.
Seeing Ouyang Yan in a low mood, Zhou Zhenghua remembered that she had taken on all the pressure for him during this period, and his heart softened.
He glanced at her face from the side. Her once cute chubby cheeks were now noticeably thinner due to her previous hunger strike, and he couldn't help but feel a bit guilty.
He said softly, "I'll pick you up every week during the holidays."
I thought this would calm her down, but unexpectedly Ouyang Yan's mood took a sharp turn for the worse, and her eyes suddenly turned red.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Zhenghua asked in panic.
Ouyang Yan: "When can you be transferred? If not to the county, then to the town would be fine. Otherwise, except for the winter and summer vacations, we can't be together. I'm not happy thinking about being separated from you for such a long time."
She looked at him nervously, knowing his character, and wanted to say something but didn't dare to.
But under Zhou Zhenghua's gentle gaze, he mustered up his courage again.
"My dad is planning to invite Uncle Zhao to have dinner with us. Be polite during the meal and say nice things to Uncle Zhao. You'll be able to be transferred to the town soon..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Zhenghua's face turned cold in an instant.
"I've said it before, I don't need your dad to do this. Thank your uncle for me, but don't do it next time. I can adjust it myself!"
"No, no..." Ouyang Yan was afraid that he would be angry, so she hurriedly explained:
"My dad is just a little anxious because he doesn't want us to be apart for a long time. He says this out of concern for me. He doesn't mean he doesn't trust you."
"If I really didn't believe you, my dad wouldn't agree to our marriage."
After explaining, tears welled up in Ouyang Yan's eyes, and she felt indescribably aggrieved.
Zhou Zhenghua sighed softly, put his arm around her shoulders, and raised his sleeve to wipe her tears.
"I don't mean to blame you, and you don't have to explain so much. I know you don't want to be separated from me."
It would have been fine if no one comforted her, but when someone did, Ouyang Yan's tears started to fall like broken strings, and she was shaking all over from crying.
She wanted to hug him and cry, bury herself in his broad arms.
Zhou Zhenghua dodged awkwardly and gently reminded her to be careful.
Ouyang Yan was emotional and didn't want to care about anything else. She hugged him tightly and only then did she feel that her empty heart was filled.
Zhou Zhenghua raised his hand awkwardly to push her away, but she hugged him even tighter.
He suddenly felt helpless, "Don't cry... If it's really that hard, I'll quit my current job and go to the city to find a job, then I can be with you every day."
"Really?" Ouyang Yan looked up in surprise.
A hint of surprise flashed across Zhou Zhenghua's eyes, but it was quickly suppressed.
He lowered his eyes, hiding his true emotions, and hummed softly.
"You've suffered so much and been wronged in order to marry me, so it's only right that I do something for you, but..."
His tone became serious and solemn, "If I really lose this job, my salary may not be stable in the future, and I won't be able to take care of my family, my mother and my brother..."
At this point, thinking of his family's sacrifices over the years, he choked up and said, "I'm sorry for you."
"Brother Zhenghua, don't say that." Ouyang Yan cried even harder. She didn't expect that the man in front of her could do this for her.
She sniffed, wiped her tears and promised, "I said I would be the woman who always supports you behind your back. You don't have to think too much. You just need to do what you want to do and realize the ideals you want to achieve... What I like is the shining you..."
"I'll figure out the work. I just want to ask you one thing: if, I mean, if I stop being a teacher and lose my job, will you despise me?"
Zhou Zhenghua looked surprised, "How is that possible? Why would I dislike you?"
Ouyang Yan smiled with satisfaction. She knew that she had not misjudged the person.
Gao Qinghe had already walked away because he couldn't bear to watch it anymore.
I just want to say one thing - it's all bullshit!
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