The fact that the second brother had a crush on someone immediately attracted all of Chen Nongmo's attention.
She didn't want to stare at people all the time, so she just glanced at them secretly out of the corner of her eye.
Cao Liu Although he was very good at dealing with people, Cao Liu was still a young man. His dark complexion gradually turned red. It was not because he was shy, but because he was sensitive to the topic.
Especially with my younger sister's curious eyes that seemed to drift towards me, the feeling of embarrassment became even worse.
But the little girl was so small that she thought a knock on the head was a big deal. He was worried that she would be scared if he spoke too loudly, so Cao Liu, who felt uncomfortable, directed his anger at his brother: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Chen Jun shrank his neck, put his big hands on his sister's shoulders, blocked her in front of him, and muttered unconvinced: "Last time I saw that the female educated youth named Tong Xiuxiu brought you food."
His family was well-off, so they didn't have to worry about food and clothing, but most families were still very short of food. Why else could a young girl give food to a young man? Although the second brother didn't accept it, he saw that his second brother blushed, so he guessed that he must like it.
Cao Liu stared at the fourth brother who used his sister as a shield, his face darkened: "Look at what you have done, do you think the weak arms and legs of the sixth sister can stop you?"
After saying this, he put on a stern expression again: "Don't let me hear you say these nonsense again in the future, especially talking about girls behind their backs, it's impolite!"
Hearing this, Chen Jun, who had a nonchalant look on his face, scratched his head and admitted his mistake: "I was wrong, I won't say it again in the future."
Chen Nongmo glanced at his second brother, somewhat surprised that he would say such a thing.
Therefore, the idea of respecting women has nothing to do with the era you are born in.
And whether he likes the girl named Tong Xiuxiu or not? I dare not ask.
= In the living room.
The aroma of tea wafted in the air, and Chen Xiumei drank several cups of hot tea like a cow before she felt warm.
As she took off her thick coat, she looked around curiously: "Don't make me sugar water, I'm a kid when I drink tea?"
Cao Qiuhua grabbed a plate of dried fruits from the cupboard and placed it next to Xiumei. After sitting down next to her, he told her a white lie: "I don't know where you went crazy. Why are you here now? Are you not going home today?"
Chen Xiumei is also a girl from Shanshun Village. In fact, she grew up with Cao Qiuhua as an old sister. However, she later married and moved to the next village, and they interacted less and less frequently. However, their relationship has always been good.
She was a person of high spirits, and didn't hesitate to be polite. She grabbed a handful of peanuts, peeled them, and explained her purpose: "You are staying at my mother's house today. Someone asked me to be a matchmaker again. I have to say that many people are eyeing your boy. Wu Wen will be 29 years old next year, right? It's because he has good conditions, otherwise he would be a bachelor. There is also the third brother who can be seen. What are you thinking? If you drag it on, people will talk about him."
In fact, there have been rumors. After all, there are very few families in the surrounding villages who have such good conditions as my old sisters.
When people are jealous and envious, they say all kinds of nasty things.
For example, he is waiting for a good price and wants to find a city wife, and he looks down on those from the countryside.
Or maybe the eldest brother has not gotten married yet, it must be because he injured his offspring in the war a few years ago. In short, it is not a good rumor.
Twenty years ago, after her family suffered a disaster, Cao Qiuhua's personality became more and more indifferent. She didn't like visiting neighbors very much. In addition, she lived in a remote place, so no one would deliberately whisper in her ears about anything. She really had no idea what rumors were spreading outside.
But during the years when she was a widow, she had personally experienced the destructive power of rumors and could roughly guess one or two.
Thinking of this, Cao Qiuhua's already thin smile faded a little: "No matter what they say, you know that the eldest brother is far away, and I can only urge him in the letter. The key is to rely on the children themselves."
What's the point of her being anxious if the child himself is not anxious?
It is better to find the right person when getting married.
For example, she and Chen Demao, who got together in their naive years because of their parents' arrangement, and although they lived well, they were not in love or in love with each other.
Later, when they each met the right person, they realized the difference.
It is precisely because I have taken the wrong path that I am reluctant to let my children go through it again.
This is also the reason why no matter who acted as a matchmaker over the years, Cao Qiuhua would never make decisions for her sons.
Chen Xiumei, who had eaten a mouthful of peanuts, picked up the teacup and drank a cup of tea, then smacked her lips and said, "I know you. If we don't make a direct decision for the children, what kind of people would we be? This is a new society, and we value free love, but it's okay for elders to worry about matchmaking. Let the children decide for themselves whether it's suitable or not."
Cao Qiuhua was curious: "Did you choose the boss?"
Chen Xiumei waved her hands, her round face full of pride: "No, this time it was that kid Cao Liu."
"Whose?"
"The daughter of our village secretary, the same age as your second son, is pretty, plump, and comes from a well-off family. She has no other problems except that she is a little spoiled. By the way, she was your second son's high school classmate, right?"
Cao Qiuhua nodded: "I have some impression of that girl, she is my second oldest classmate." All the children from the neighborhood went to study in the county together. She had seen her a few times and she was quite pretty.
Seeing that the old sister had an impression, Chen Xiumei perked up, stopped peeling the peanuts, and leaned closer to ask, "What do you think?"
"What about that kid Cao Liu? Let me ask him."
"What's the hurry? Aren't you going to go home today? I've asked the child when he comes back tonight, and I'll give you an answer tomorrow."
Hearing this, the impatient Chen Xiumei could only suppress her curiosity and chatted about the Zhang and Li families for a while. Looking at the sky gradually darkening, she hurriedly got up and said goodbye.
Cao Qiuhua and Chen Zong, who had been sitting silently listening beside them, stood up to see them off.
When the matchmaker came to the house, Cao Qiuhua couldn't be disrespectful even if he was a family member, so she even brought him some steamed red bean cakes.
Chen Xiumei smiled brightly and took it and put it in her arms: "I won't be polite to you. I have been thinking about your red bean cake for so many days."
Cao Qiuhua also smiled: "We'll still be working on it tomorrow, come over this afternoon."
Chen Xiumei: "Then I won't be polite. By the way, where is your new guest? I haven't seen her yet. I heard from Sister Chunmei that the girl is very pretty."
The smile on Cao Qiuhua's face froze for a moment. Knowing that her old sister was having an old problem, she rolled her eyes at her in annoyance and said, "Yu Yu is still young."
"Haha. I'm just asking. Habit! Habit!"
At the same time, in the kitchen, Chen Nongmo, who was listening to gossip, suddenly retracted his head.
= The twenty-sixth day of the lunar calendar.
There are only 4 days left until the New Year of 1971.
Chen Nongmo, who had long lost his enthusiasm for the Chinese New Year, seemed to have regained the anticipation of his childhood.
The long-lost expectation also nourished her emotions, making her feel as if the falling snow outside and the rustling sound of the treetops in the wind had become poetic.
Although she didn't say anything, she had automatically made room in her heart for the New Year to fall in.
The others, who saw the brightness in the little girl's eyes and the smile on her lips, seemed to be infected and set off for the county town in great joy.
There is a big fair today, and people from every household are going to the city.
Both buying and selling.
Different postures.
The only similarity is that every simple face is filled with vigor and vitality.
Chen Nongmo and his group were heading for the county town. They did not stay in the town market. After saying goodbye to the villagers, they went straight to the bus station.
It’s no wonder they’re in such a hurry. There’s only one bus to the county town every morning.
If you miss it, you can only think of other ways, either walking there on foot or riding a bicycle.
No matter which one, in this biting cold of nearly 20 degrees below zero, it is not as comfortable as driving a car.
Of course, there is another reason: if you go early, you will have a seat.
"Why?!"
The whole family got on the bus. There was still about half an hour before departure and most of the seats were still empty.
Chen Nongmo, who was not impressed by how bumpy the roads were in this era, was just thinking of asking his family to sit up front when he heard his fourth brother's surprised voice.
She subconsciously looked up and found that everyone was finding seats and sitting down with normal expressions. Only the fourth brother couldn't help but look at the girl at the back several times.
She was a pretty, slightly plump girl with a healthy complexion, but she stared at her second brother next to her with an unfriendly look.
Chen Nongmo's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered the girl that Aunt Xiumei had introduced to his second brother a few days ago, but was rejected by his second brother on the grounds that he was not suitable.
Thinking of this, she stopped staring at the person, and just as she was about to turn around, everything in front of her went dark.
Cao Liu helplessly stretched out his big hands to cover his sister's eyes, but because the little girl's face was too small, he covered her entire face tightly.
Chen Nongmo.?
Cao Liu suppressed his laughter, coughed twice, pulled the man to sit beside him, and then scolded him: "What are you looking at? Sit down!"
Chen Nongmo. (End of this chapter)
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