Feng Qingxue was walking on the way home, thinking about what Aunt Xu said and asking herself in her heart.

Are you really willing to marry a farmer who has a good family background but no cultural knowledge?

Are you really willing to work from sunrise to sunset every day, calculating in your mind how many work points you have earned and how many buckets of grain you will get at the end of the year, living a life without any spiritual communication, and endure until the end of the Cultural Revolution?

Are you really willing to rely on the next generation for the rest of your life?

Not reconciled!

She is not willing to give in!

It's not that she looked down on illiterate farmers. In her heart, everyone is equal, rich or poor. This is what her grandparents and parents taught her. She always remembered it and did it. But compared to a man's class background, she didn't have the courage to marry a man with no cultural level. She simply couldn't accept that while you were talking about the Dream of the Red Chamber, he was talking about how much manure was used in the fields to harvest a few buckets of grain this year.

There is a cultural asymmetry and different interests. If this continues for a long time, the resentment will grow deeper and there will definitely be no good results.

There are people with good background and high education, but most of them are in the city. Many units recruit people based on their background and education. In such a difficult life era, given the original owner's conditions, apart from her beauty, people might not necessarily look down on her.

There are widespread disasters across the country now, and the commercial grain supply in the city is cut off from time to time. How many people are willing to marry a country wife?

As far as she knows, even if she marries a city dweller, her household registration will not be changed to a city household registration, but will instead increase the pressure of life.

Especially since she planned to live with Feng Qingyun after she got married.

Maybe she should really meet Lu Jiang.

Just like Uncle Wang said, there is nothing wrong with him. The only thing that makes people worry is his family background.

In her opinion, family background is not a criterion for measuring whether a person is good or bad. What she is worried about is the storm brought about by family background during the cultural catastrophe.

However, without wind and rain, how can there be a rainbow?

No one can guarantee that their life will be smooth sailing, even if they marry someone with a good background.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingxue turned around and went to Wanglou Brigade first.

Although replying to Uncle Wang now seems a bit impatient and unreserved, some things cannot be dragged out. From what Uncle Wang said, he is also waiting for a reply.

I put the clothes I got from Aunt Xu into the space, and then I took some other things from the space and put them into the backpack.

Feng Qingxue walked into the Wanglou Brigade like this.

The original owner had a very deep impression of the Wanglou Brigade.

Because Uncle Wang was smart and decisive, he didn't care much about the many measures from above and always let the people of Wanglou Brigade grow high-yield crops such as sweet potatoes and corn. This is a mountainous area, which is particularly suitable for these crops and the harvest is good. Therefore, when there was famine everywhere, life here was very good and the mental state was a hundred times better than that of the Feng family.

I haven't been here for a long time, and no one in Wanglou Brigade recognizes Feng Qingxue anymore.

"Hey, where did this pretty girl come from? Who are you looking for?" An aunt passing by saw Feng Qingxue. She was beautiful and behaved gracefully, which was very different from the women around her, so she couldn't help but ask.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The Wanglou Brigade is very small, and everyone knows each other, so if a stranger suddenly comes, it will naturally attract attention.

Feng Qingxue quickly smiled and greeted, "Hello, auntie, I'm here to see my uncle."

"Who is your uncle?"

"My uncle's name is Wang Zhengguo." Zhengguo, this name was given by Lu Zhiyuan's parents.