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Although it was the weekend, overtime work was common in the design institute, so Chunhua wanted to go home after dinner.
Just like before, Erhua drove her there.
It is not easy to get a taxi in the countryside. It is the beginning of winter now, and the days are getting darker and darker. After dinner, night has fallen.
Chunhua looked at the scenery outside the car window in fascination. The countryside did not develop as fast as the city, but it has changed a lot in the past decade. Bright street lights stood on both sides of the wide asphalt road, and to the side were neat and beautiful green belts. The countryside of Suzhou was young and full of vitality.
Dahua was not used to the changes in the new countryside. Several acres of land in his family were expropriated, and he was compensated with tens of thousands of yuan. He was also given social security, and was told that the government would provide pension after he was 60, so he didn't need to ask his children for money.
He has been dealing with the land all his life and likes to plant flowers and trees. He didn't know what to do when he put down his hoe.
The tree seedling business was handed over to his son. Although Liang Guoguo was not a good student when he was young, he had a special business mind. He was decisive in doing things, had clear ideas, dared to do things and take risks, and was an energetic person.
Two years ago, a grandson was born in the family, and the long-lost voices of children made the courtyard lively again.
"Chunhua, what on earth are you thinking?"
The silence was broken by Erhua, and Chunhua had to gather her thoughts.
"Let me make this clear first. Don't get angry. I'm just concerned about you. It's rare in the village for you to be unmarried at your age. Dad is always questioned when he goes out. Of course, I'm not doing this for the sake of face. I'm mainly worried that you'll have no one to rely on for the rest of your life."
Erhua glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, and seeing the corners of her mouth twitching as if she were about to speak, he quickly said, "I know what you're going to say, 'How much is face worth? Can a man be trusted?' Well, I can even recite those few words you used to taunt me."
"It's good that you know," Chunhua pushed the chair back and lay down comfortably, "Isn't it good for me now? I'm free, I have money, a house, and time..."
"Stop, where do you have the time? You only come back once a month. What's going on with your design institute? Even an old ox plowing the fields needs a break, right? You're a living person. If you keep busy like this, not only will you never get married, but it's also bad for your health!"
Chunhua closed her eyes tiredly. She agreed with what Erhua said. Working in a design institute was not an easy job. It really was a matter of one minute of time and energy in exchange for one cent of money.
"Brother, Jinrong has helped you a lot in business over the years. It's a good thing to repay a favor, but your old-fashioned way of repaying a favor by offering your body isn't for yourself, but for me, your sister."
Chunhua frowned slightly. Her pretty face had long lost its youthfulness. A mature and tranquil temperament emanated from her inside out. She always spoke slowly but with great force.
"You're saying this, am I just repaying a favor? Jinrong helped me with my business, especially back then. If it weren't for him, I would have gone bankrupt long ago.
But at my age, how can I not see clearly and understand?
After all, he is a businessman. He is willing to save me not entirely because of you. Look, my rosewood business has made him a lot of money over the years. This guy is a win-win situation!
But Chunhua, I still want to say something fair for him. He is sincere to you, so please don't deny it."
Chunhua opened her eyes, and the light shone through the car window onto her smooth, fair skin. The years had only precipitated her temperament, but her beauty had never faded in the slightest.
"Well, even if you're really angry today, I have to say this. If you keep wasting time like this, you'll only be wasting your time!" Erhua made up his mind and said what he had wanted to say for a long time:
"Zhong Wen has been gone for six years. It's time for you to let it go. When a person dies, they're just a box of ashes. You're a graduate student and a well-educated person. You don't need me to explain this science, right?"
Every time he argued with Chunhua, Erhua would always mention "graduate student and intellectual" as if he had a shield. No matter how correct Chunhua's principles were, he would block them out. As long as he said he didn't understand, he was right.
"Jinrong has been waiting for so many years, why are you so stubborn and unwilling to agree? Zhong Wen got into trouble and he broke off the engagement right after. Anyone with common sense would understand."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Chunhua crossed her arms over her chest and couldn't help but retort, "All these years of business haven't taught you how to say nice things."
"Yes, yes, I'm a dog mouth, okay? That's also a good dog who's worried about you. You're my sister, I'm a dog, then you're a puppy!"
Chunhua curled her lips, feeling both amused and helpless, and suppressed her emotions. Erhua saw that the atmosphere was right and wanted to speak, but was interrupted.
"Don't say that again, I can't stand it. Whether he has a financial background or not, whether he got married or broke off the engagement, it has nothing to do with me.
Brother, what era is it now? Some are married and some are not, some have children and some are DINKs. Everyone lives their own life, no one envies anyone, and no one criticizes anyone. Isn’t this great?
Who says women have to get married?
Even if we take a step back, marriage is about fate, and it’s not like everything comes in a basket.”
Well, he is a cultured person, Erhua was embarrassed and shut up.
When they arrived at the community, Erhua carried the bags upstairs and went back without even taking a break.
Chunhua tidied up briefly and put the braised pork and persimmons in the refrigerator. Then she found that the persimmon at the bottom was crushed. She took it out carefully and peeled off the skin layer by layer, revealing the crystal clear flesh.
It would be a shame to throw it away, so I just squatted next to the trash can and ate it.
The persimmon, which had just been slightly crushed, did not have any rotten smell. The sweetness flowed into my mouth along the smooth flesh, and the juice covered my hands.
At this critical moment, someone suddenly rang the doorbell.
"Who is it?" Chunhua wiped his hands and got up to open the door.
Jinrong stood outside the door with a box in one hand, and there were a few raindrops on his black cashmere coat.
He arrived just in time, smiling.
"Someone gave me some crabs as a gift. I saw there was a light in your house, so I brought some over for you to try."
Chunhua stood at the door with no intention of letting him in. Jinrong naturally placed the crabs at the door and prepared to leave: "Steam them yourself. Eat no more than two at a time. Don't be greedy."
"Come in and sit for a while." Chunhua took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and went to the kitchen to pour him some water.
Jinrong quickly changed his shoes and took off his coat, then rolled up his sleeves to pick up the hairy crabs.
"Didn't my brother tell you that I brought back persimmons from the countryside?" Chunhua put the water on the table.
"I can't hide anything from you," Jinrong said, blushing slightly, looking slightly embarrassed. "He only said you like hairy crabs, and I also know you like persimmons. I didn't expect..."
Chunhua looked at the man in front of her who was nearly forty years old and was scratching his head awkwardly like an inexperienced teenager. She felt a little dazed, as if the past few years were just a dream and they were still like they had just met.
Unfortunately, the two have missed too much.
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