Chapter 53 To be honest, I have a crush on your daughter

Deng Shirong chatted with the old farmer for more than twenty minutes and basically found out everything about Zhang Xiuping and her family.

However, out of caution, after leaving the old farmer's home, Deng Shirong found two more people in the village to inquire. It turned out that everyone had a very high opinion of Zhang Xiuping. They all said that she was not only beautiful, but also very sensible and filial, and was good at everything inside and outside the house. Any family that could marry such a daughter-in-law would be blessed.

If only one person said this, it might be biased, but if several people said so, it proves that Zhang Xiuping is indeed an excellent girl.

Her parents and brothers also have a decent reputation.

After finding out the details, Deng Shirong rode his bike to the supply and marketing department of Xinghua Brigade and bought a large bag of candies, and then rushed to Zhang Xiuping's home.

A few minutes later, an old mud brick house appeared in front of Deng Shirong. The brick walls of this mud brick house had completely changed their appearance due to years of rain erosion.

At this time, at the door of the mud brick house, a girl wearing patched clothes was sitting there sewing clothes with a child on her back.

This girl was none other than Zhang Xiuping, who was designated by Deng Shirong as his eldest daughter-in-law.

Perhaps it was the sound of the bicycle that made Zhang Xiuping, who was sewing clothes, look up.

Deng Shirong parked his bicycle in front of her house, holding a large bag of candy biscuits in his hand, and asked with a smile: "Sister, is this Zhang Xiuping's house?"

Zhang Xiuping put the needlework and clothes in her hand on the stool beside her, stood up with some surprise and said, "Uncle, I am Zhang Xiuping, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Deng Shirong said with a smile on his face: "I'm here to propose marriage to you. I wonder if your parents are at home?"

Zhang Xiuping exclaimed, "Ah!" She was obviously caught off guard by the matchmaker's sudden visit. She replied in a panic, "My dad is out working and hasn't come back yet. My mom is at home. Wait a moment. I'll call her out."

After saying this, without waiting for Deng Shirong to reply, she carried her sleeping nephew on her back and walked into the main room.

Soon, a peasant woman who was about the same age as Deng Shirong came out of the house. She was not dressed much better than Zhang Xiuping, and her clothes and pants were all patched.

Time is a butcher's knife, and the hard life has destroyed the peasant woman to the point where she no longer looks like she did in her youth. Standing next to Zhang Xiuping, it is hard to believe that they are mother and daughter.

In addition to Zhang Xiuping, there was a plump young woman following behind Zhang's mother. If Deng Shirong guessed correctly, this young woman should be Zhang Xiuping's sister-in-law. He just didn't know whether she was the eldest sister-in-law or the second sister-in-law.

Seeing the person coming out, Deng Shirong handed over the big bag of candies in his hand and greeted him with a smile: "Dear relative, my surname is Deng, and I am from Bangjie Brigade of Songshan Commune."

"It's from Bangjie Brigade of Songshan Commune. It's quite far from here!" The peasant woman sighed, then reached out to take the candy cake and said politely, "Please take a seat, Xiuping, and get Uncle Deng the cigarette holder."

Deng Shirong nodded and smiled, "Our village is indeed a bit far from your village. It took me more than an hour to get here by bicycle before!"

In later generations, the distance between towns naturally did not matter.

But in this day and age when people basically rely on walking to travel, even if it is to a different brigade in the same commune, it feels a bit far, let alone to other communes.

After Deng Shirong sat down, Zhang Xiuping brought him the cigarette pipe. He thanked her, took the cigarette pipe and smoked while saying some polite words to Zhang's mother. From Zhang's mother, Deng Shirong also learned that the young woman who followed him out was Zhang Xiuping's sister-in-law.

After Deng Shirong smoked a few cigarettes, the conversation between the two sides officially got to the point.

Deng Shirong glanced at Zhang Xiuping who was sitting quietly beside him, and said to Zhang's mother, "Dear, I will speak frankly. To be honest, I came to your house mainly because I have taken a fancy to your daughter and want her to be my eldest daughter-in-law."

When these words were spoken, Zhang's mother and the other two were stunned.

This was not the first time they had come into contact with matchmakers. Since Zhang Xiuping became an adult, several matchmakers had visited their home.

But the matchmaker in front of him was definitely the first one to act as a matchmaker for his son.

Mother Zhang didn't know what to say for a moment. After all, this was the first time she had encountered such a situation.

After being shocked, Zhang Xiuping, the person involved, could no longer sit still. If the other party was a normal matchmaker, then it would be normal for her to listen to the conversation about her lifelong event. But the key point was that this was not a normal matchmaker. He could possibly be her future father-in-law. How could she have the nerve to continue sitting here and listening?

However, although she thought so in her heart, Zhang Xiuping moved her butt a few times and was still reluctant to leave.

Seeing the reactions of Zhang's mother and the other two, Deng Shirong smiled and added, "I know this is a bit abrupt, but I am a matchmaker myself. I can't ask other matchmakers to help me find a partner for my son, right? In ancient times, people did not avoid relatives when selecting talents. There is no reason to avoid relatives when making matches. Relatives, don't you think this is right?"

Mother Zhang nodded with an awkward look on her face: "Relative, you are right!"

Deng Shirong's mental age is already 88 years old, and with the decades of experience in the later life, he naturally has nothing to be embarrassed about in such a small occasion. He said: "Let me introduce my eldest son and our family situation to you first!"

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Zhang's mother and the other two listened carefully.

"My eldest son is called Deng Yuntai. He is 21 years old this year, 1.75 meters tall, and has a high school education. He is currently a vat master and his income is quite considerable."

Hearing this, Zhang's mother and the other two couldn't help but have their eyes light up. They were well matched in age, and his height of 1.75 meters was definitely superior in Guangxi at that time. His high school education was also very impressive, and his profession was even more impeccable.

The master of big jars can be said to be the most awesome profession in rural areas in this era!

Deng Shirong continued, "I have seven children. My two daughters are not good at studying. One graduated from junior high school and the other dropped out after finishing elementary school. The other four sons are all studying. My second son is in high school and will graduate next year. My third son has just started junior high school and the two younger ones are in elementary school.

My husband passed away a few years ago. Now, in addition to matchmaking, I have also partnered with a cousin to contract out the brigade's tile kiln. Business is pretty good now, and our income is among the highest in the village.

Our family is building a new house. It's not a mud brick house, but a large blue brick and tile house. Each son has a 90-square-meter house. In terms of living conditions, I guess no other family in our commune can compare with ours.

This is the general situation of my eldest son and our family. If you have any questions, please ask directly. I promise to tell you everything I know. "

This simple introduction shocked Zhang's mother and the other two.

Well, first of all, thank you all for your messages and support. Now I have to tell you a bad news. This book still failed to make it to the official recommendation next week. I heard from the editor that the follow-up reading was a little bit off. This is the second week in a row that the book has not been recommended. This result can be said to be the worst book in Ershe’s 15 years of career. Ershe has been doubting himself and wondering if the book is really so bad. Several times, I had the idea of ​​cutting the book, but after seeing the comments from all the big guys, they all said that the book was well written. In addition, the editor also said that the follow-up reading of the book has not only not dropped, but has been slowly increasing despite the discontinuation of the book, proving that the results are getting better and better. This gave Ershe the confidence to continue writing. I hope that all the big guys can continue to follow up and support, so that this book can continue to be recommended next week. Otherwise, without the official recommendation, no matter how well the book is written, it will be in vain, and the author cannot always be motivated by love...

(End of this chapter)