After Zhao Huanhuan's intimidating move, no one dared to provoke her for the rest of the afternoon. They all silently hoeed the ground in their positions, which actually helped them speed up their progress.
Lin Yuan looked at the group of young people who had suddenly become obedient, a smile playing on her lips. She found it quite amusing.
He was also very curious about where Huanhuan got her strength. It seemed that even if he were to arm wrestle with her, he might not be able to beat her.
With a wife who's so strong, I wonder if I'll ever get beaten up?
He chuckled softly at the thought of that scene.
Zhao Huanhuan had just stopped when she saw him chuckling to himself. She coughed lightly and quickly bent down to hoe the ground again.
No way, Lin Yuan only met me two days ago, and he already likes me this much? Is he secretly smiling because he thinks about our upcoming wedding?
Sigh, men, you really can't be too love-obsessed.
Especially the People's Liberation Army brothers!
Time passed by as Zhao Huanhuan drifted into thought, and soon it was sunset. They were all exhausted and ready to go home.
This ten acres of land will be cleared in another day or two. I wonder what kind of work the brigade leader will assign them next!
On the way back, Lin Yuan told Qiu Yi that he wouldn't be there the next day and that he had something to take care of in the city.
Qiu Yi quickly agreed.
Actually, Lin Yuan was a villager and a soldier, so there was no need for him to ask for leave. But now, perhaps because he was the team leader, Lin Yuan respected him, which made him very happy—a kind of happiness of being recognized.
When the three of them returned home, Aunt Chu was already cooking. This time, they were all family, and Aunt Chu was very happy. She had finished her work in advance and returned an hour early to cook for them.
They went back to their rooms to wash up. After washing up, Zhao Huanhuan sat at the table and wrote down her home address, her parents' names, and their workplaces.
After writing it on the letter paper, she stood up and took it to Lin Yuan.
After washing up, Lin Yuan sat outside the door to cool off, glancing westward every now and then, wondering if Zhao Huanhuan would come out.
When Zhao Huanhuan came out, their eyes met, and they both smiled shyly.
Zhao Huanhuan coughed lightly, walked towards him, and handed him the folded letter in her hand, "My home address and my parents' workplaces."
Lin Yuan stood up, took the document, unfolded it, glanced at it, and turned to walk into the house. "Come in with me."
Zhao Huanhuan was taken aback.
"Write down your name, age, and ethnicity as well," Lin Yuan said with a light cough.
Zhao Huanhuan gave a soft "oh" and followed him inside.
Lin Yuan moved the kang table over and placed it on the ground, then brought over two small stools, gesturing for Zhao Huanhuan to sit down. He then took a fountain pen and a stack of letter paper from the cabinet, placed them on the table, and pushed them in front of Zhao Huanhuan.
Zhao Huanhuan's handwriting is very beautiful, a unique style of calligraphy that belongs to her. It's not a conventional square character, but it's definitely not a wild cursive script about to take flight. In short, it's a running script style with Zhao Huanhuan's own characteristics.
Zhao Huanhuan picked up his pen and carefully wrote his own name, age, and ethnicity below his parents' names.
After I finished writing, I looked up and met his eyes.
"Isn't the handwriting a bit ugly?" Zhao Huanhuan said shyly.
She deliberately imitated the original owner's handwriting. She had a notebook with the original owner's handwriting, and she secretly imitated it. Fortunately, it was similar to her previous handwriting. As long as she didn't write too freely and quickly, there would be no difference, and others wouldn't be able to tell.
Lin Yuan shook her head. "No, it's very beautiful."
After saying that, he wrote his own name, age, and ethnicity below her name.
Zhao Huanhuan also went over to take a look, and the characters he wrote were actually in neat and square regular script.
He looks very good, just like him – upright and honest.
Seeing the two names side by side, Zhao Huanhuan suddenly felt that this scene seemed very familiar.
She shook her head, but couldn't recall where she had seen it before. She realized it must have been a passage she had read in a book.
Lin Yuan looked at the two names next to each other and suddenly felt a warmth in her heart. Was this what it felt like to have someone to spend your whole life with?
From now on, their names will be closely linked; those who speak of her will think of themselves, and those who speak of themselves will think of her.
Zhao Huanhuan suddenly said, "Brother Lin Yuan, you're five years older than me!"
Lin Yuan was taken aback, then coughed lightly and looked up at her silently, "Does Huanhuan think I'm too old?"
Zhao Huanhuan shook her head, "No, it's just that my parents are exactly five years apart in age, which is quite a coincidence."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good. At least when we go tomorrow, my in-laws won't mind that I'm five years older than you."
Zhao Huanhuan glanced at him with a muffled laugh. When she heard him use the term "father-in-law and mother-in-law," her heart skipped a beat. This guy was quite savvy; he was already calling them father-in-law and mother-in-law.
"I'll mail the letter tomorrow morning and buy train tickets while I'm at it. In the afternoon, I'll ask the brigade for leave. If we can get tickets for the day after tomorrow, we'll go back to your house then," Lin Yuan said softly, outlining her plan.
"Okay!" Zhao Huanhuan didn't know if her parents would agree when they found out about this. She was already thinking about how to persuade them if they didn't agree.
After finishing her story, Zhao Huanhuan felt embarrassed to stay any longer and stood up to leave.
Lin Yuan also stood up and asked softly, "We'll be getting married in this house. Tell me how you'd like to decorate the house, what kind of furniture you want, and how you want it arranged, and we'll prepare it in the next few days."
Zhao Huanhuan glanced around the room, coughed lightly, and raised an eyebrow, "You really want to listen to me?"
Lin Yuan nodded, "Yes, this will be our room from now on. Of course, I'll listen to you. In a few years, I'll save up some more money and build a house on that empty plot of land to the east. Then we'll have a new house to live in. Right now, time is tight, so we can only get married in this house for now."
“My parents might start tidying up this room tomorrow, so I’d like to hear your opinion first,” Lin Yuan said softly.
"We don't need to make too much of a fuss. Now that we have a wardrobe for clothes, we just need to add a desk or table and two chairs. That will make it convenient for writing and reading. We don't need anything else."
"Maybe after you leave, Yan Yan and I will continue to live together!" Zhao Huanhuan felt that it would be more lively for the two of them to live together.
Lin Yuan paused, then softly hummed in agreement, "Whatever you like."
"Anything else? Sewing machines or radios, or something like that? If you want those, you'll need to get the tickets first, which might not be possible for now. When I came back, I didn't expect I'd be getting married within a month. Right now, all I have are bicycle tickets. We'll go to the city in a few days to buy you a bicycle."
As Lin Yuan spoke, she took out the bicycle ticket and handed it over.
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