Extra 2: About Sincerity

The train roared across the vast plains. It was only mid-September, but it was already harvest season in the Northeast.

The fields wherever you look are filled with the vibrant green, interwoven with the golden fields of rice and soybeans, forming a gorgeous display of color.

Wang Fuqin was looking at the scenery outside the window in her sleeper berth on the train, still feeling a little dazed.

More than ten years ago, Wang Fuqin always felt that she had a bad fate. Not only was her family poor, but her first few children died after they were born. This was an everlasting pain for the couple. During that time, Wang Fuqin almost cried herself blind.

Life was really hard at that time. Even eating eggs during the confinement period was a luxury. I ate corn porridge and throat-burning sorghum noodles every day. Later, Baozhu was finally born.

When the child was born, his skin was as wrinkled as a kitten's. In addition, it was winter, and the cold wind blew in through the gaps in the window. I simply nailed the unused mattress to the window.

Wang Fuqin and Lin Shutian even wanted to sleep sitting down, just to protect this fragile child in their arms.

Perhaps it was God's mercy, or perhaps God couldn't bear to let the couple suffer any longer, and the child finally grew up.

Before Lin Baozhu was three years old, Wang Fuqin had never given him a name, but just called him "Gou Wa Gou Wa", fearing that God would be blind and take her child away again.

The little braid on the back of Gou Wa's head remained until he was three years old.

Until the village chief came forward, Sun Liangben, holding the chubby puppy in his arms, suggested: "The child is about to turn three years old, and it's time to give him a name. You can't keep calling him puppy. When the child grows up, he will feel embarrassed."

Wang Fuqin and Lin Shutian decided that they had no special requests, and they didn't need to think about becoming successful. They just wanted to keep the child.

In the end, Gou Wa became Lin Baozhu. That winter, because of the reservoir construction, the Lin family had a good year with plenty of meat.

Life seemed to be getting better little by little.

I no longer have to endure hunger, and the days of eating wild vegetable porridge have gradually become blurred in my memory.

Lin Baozhu was coming over with the meal he had prepared from the dining car. Now that conditions at home were better, there was no need for him to eat dry food on the train.

Although the food on the train was expensive, it was within an acceptable range. Lin Baozhu bought scrambled eggs with tomatoes and roasted pork with potatoes and beans. The food these days is more authentic. Two large lunch boxes were filled to the brim. The aroma of food wafted out before people arrived.

Lin Baozhu worked with Hang Renshan, and the two grown men expanded their vegetable greenhouse from one to thousands of acres, so they naturally had plenty of money.

This time when going to Northeast China, Lin Baozhu directly bought sleeper tickets for the family of three, and bought all three meals a day on the train.

In his words, we have money. Even though we are not as wealthy as the local tycoons, we don't have to live a hard and simple life.

The saying that clothes make the man applies everywhere. Having money is to make yourself live more comfortably. If you hold on to the money and are reluctant to spend it, then what is the point of making money?

Wang Fuqin and his wife naturally couldn't argue with their son. Ever since their son and Mr. Xiao Hang started working, they couldn't express their principles any more.

Because what Xiaohang said makes more sense.

Now, their whole family admires Hang Jingshu very much. That girl is just outstanding. Whether it is studying or doing business, she always thinks ahead of everyone else.

When everyone thought that learning farming had no future, he became an excellent entrepreneur by growing vegetables in greenhouses.

In this era of joblessness, Jinglan's toy factory and Jing'an's vegetable greenhouse have provided jobs for many people in Fengcheng, making the impact of the joblessness wave not so obvious.

Fengcheng's geographical location is not as good as Shandong. In the past two years, Mr. Xiao Hang has followed Xiao Ran to Feicheng, reportedly to study the export business of cabbage and other vegetables.

The train was about to arrive at the station in the afternoon. Wang Fuqin was feeling anxious. She looked at her son with some trepidation: "Baozhu, are you sure the girl agrees to your proposal this time?"

Speaking of Xu Ying'an, Lin Baozhu smiled so hard that his teeth were not visible, and he looked like a silly boy who had fallen in love:

"Mom, why are you still worried about your son? Xiao An is also planning to come to Fengcheng to develop. We just need to be sincere."

The Northeast got cold earlier than Fengcheng. After Lin Baozhu and his parents got off the train, they ran into Xu Yingan who was waiting at the train station.

Under the sunset, Xu Ying'an was covered with a soft golden edge. After not seeing her for a while, she seemed to have lost weight. Lin Baozhu felt distressed for her instantly: "Why are you standing here like an idiot? Why don't you go to a warmer place?"

Xu Ying'an smiled cheerfully, patted Lin Baozhu's hand as he tried to grab hers, and turned to help Wang Fuqin carry things: "Uncle, aunt, you must be tired from the train ride, let's go back first."

Wang Fuqin knew Xu Ying'an before, and at that time her son eagerly circled around the girl, not to mention being embarrassed, he didn't even try to hide it at all.

I thought that a top student like Xu Ying'an would look down on people from the countryside, but I didn't expect that the girl got along well with my stupid son.

This time I came to discuss the engagement.

Xu Ying'an's family conditions were good, but when it came to marrying her daughter off to a distant place, Xu's mother was also worried, fearing that her daughter would be wronged after marrying off.

By the time Wang Fuqin and the others arrived downstairs of Xu Ying'an's building carrying their things, it was already completely dark. Lights were on in every household in the tube-shaped building, illuminating the stairs they had come all the way to.

Before entering the room, she could smell the aroma of stewed chicken. Xu Ying'an opened the door with a smile, and was greeted by the aroma of fruits and a warm and cozy room.

Father Xu, wearing an apron around his waist, greeted us with a smile: "Come in, we'll have dinner soon!"

On the table were some finely cut cold dishes and the necessary canned yellow peaches. Xu's mother asked them to sit down in the living room and poured tea for them: "You have worked hard on the way here. I asked Xiao An to book a guesthouse for you. Have a good rest tonight!"

People from Northeast China seem to have a natural openness when speaking, and coupled with his status as the eldest son of the Republic, Northeast China has developed rapidly in recent years. Xu Ying'an's family is different from Lin Baozhu's family in every way.

The spring sofa sank a lot when you sat on it. Wang Fuqin touched the lace cover on the back of the sofa cautiously and said, "This sofa is really nice to sit on."

After Xu's father finished preparing the chicken, he came over to talk.

In terms of appearance, Xu Ying'an looks more like his father, but his outgoing personality is more like Xu's mother. When the two sides met, they were quite satisfied with their first impression of each other.

Wang Fuqin and Lin Shutian have seen a lot of good things in the past two years, and they also specially picked out a few clothes to match the occasion this time, so they don't seem out of place with the building.

Lin Baozhu is a handsome young man with a square face, bright eyes, broad shoulders and a straight back. Although he does not have the thick eyebrows and big eyes that are considered beautiful today, he looks very energetic.

The atmosphere at the table was also joyful. Xu's father's cooking skills were unexpectedly good. The family was quite surprised that Lin Baozhu was an only child, but they did not expect that there was some hidden story behind it.

After having a good meal and a few drinks, Wang Fuqin also showed her greatest sincerity this time. The heavy handbag contained not luggage, but 50,000 yuan neatly wrapped in newspapers!

That’s not all, there’s also a set of shiny and heavy gold jewelry!

Even though Xu Ying'an had said that Lin Baozhu was a businessman, Xu's father and mother were still shocked by the way this wealthy man gave money directly.

Mother Xu opened and closed her mouth, and was silent for a few minutes before she found her voice again: "Sister-in-law, this is..."

Wang Fuqin smiled and looked at Xu Ying'an: "We are both rough people, and our families don't have much culture or background, but my old man and I really like Xiao'an.

Baozhu is our only child, and Xiaoan will be no different from my biological daughter in the future."

Nowadays, the engagement money is only a few thousand yuan, and the most may be around ten thousand yuan.

Even in the early 1990s, the dowry for a marriage in rural areas was only a few thousand yuan.

People like Wang Fuqin who can take out 50,000 yuan just by touching the wall can be said to be the richest among the rich.

But this 'local tycoon' was cheerful, chubby and looked kind, which greatly reduced the feeling that the Xu family was selling their daughter and made them seem very sincere.

Oh no, I am very sincere.

The contented father Xu's words that were about to make things difficult were stuck in his mouth.

This amount of money is enough to buy an apartment in Northeast China, let alone in Beijing.

That was not all. Lin Shutian took out two bottles of Wuliangye from another big bag with a smile: "I know you like to drink a little, try this wine to see if it suits your taste."

The old couple of the Xu family looked at Xu Yingan at the same time, with doubts in their eyes, and their meaning was very clear: You call this farming in the village?

So what are they?

Not as good as farming?

Xu Ying'an chuckled: "Okay, I can rest assured this time. Your daughter won't suffer in Fengcheng."

Xu Ying'an and Lin Baozhu's relationship was progressing smoothly. Just as she was graduating, she naturally wanted to choose a job in Fengcheng.

Originally, Xu's father and mother did not approve of Xu Ying'an going to Fengcheng to work, but this time, seeing the sincerity of the Lin family, it seems... they have nothing to worry about.

Faced with the Lin family's generous sincerity, Xu's father and mother began to think about what kind of dowry to prepare for their daughter.

After all, the dowry is too low, so the husband will inevitably feel weak and will not be able to support his daughter in the future.

But who is so kind as to offer a betrothal gift of 50,000 now?? ! !