"That's not the case," Qin Changlei said anxiously. He didn't want to admit that he was biased, but in fact, he was indeed biased. He couldn't say anything to deny it for the moment, so he could only explain it from another angle. "Huanhuan also has a share in this house. Uncle didn't say that he would give it to Qin Yusu after it was built. It will make the house look better."
This is true. No matter what, Qin Yuhuan has to build a house in his hometown.
"I'll stay one more day tomorrow to run," Qin Yuhuan finally changed his mind. "If I can't finish the run tomorrow, I'll have no choice. As for the money my dad put in apps like WeChat, there's a high probability he won't get it back. I can't even get my dad's WeChat account back now, unless I sue them all one day."
The money in the bank can be recovered because it is still money when it is in the bank, but once it is transferred into various software, it becomes virtual currency like Q coins. The way to get it back is for Qin Yuhuan to sue.
"That's all we can do." After one thing was over, Qin Changlei turned around and brought up another matter. "Huanhuan, it's almost time for you to find a partner and have a child. Otherwise, your parents won't even have a tombstone, and it'll be so pitiful."
Ziyi: ...
Qin Yuhuan learned to be tactful and appeased Qin Changlei in a particularly appropriate way. Qin Changlei was eventually fooled into it and even agreed not to interfere in Qin Yuhuan's marriage.
Even on the way back, Ziyi still found it unbelievable.
Qin Yuhuan, on the other hand, was very calm about this. "Actually, I saw it when they asked you to go up the mountain to be their son-in-law. Sometimes they just do things out of habit. Some people get married and have children out of habit when they reach a certain age, but they don't understand why. It's just that everyone has always done it in the past."
"My uncle's new house is quite large, but my cousin's room is in the woodshed at the back. It's dark and cramped, and she never sees the sun. Everyone seems to be used to it. A woman is married off with just two quilts, and all the things in the house belong to my brothers.
Of course, in rural areas, according to past customs, there are fewer men in the family, so there is less labor, making them more vulnerable in fights. The preference for sons is understandable, but the reality is that many women work in the fields. Look at my aunt, she carries her child on her back all day long, never stopping. Yet, they were the main force in persuading me to get married and have children, because in their habitual understanding, a woman's value lies in childbearing, family, and being a man's support.
"The tombstone your uncle mentioned is a village custom. If a family has no children, they are not eligible to erect a tombstone for their parents. Even if they have only one child, the tombstone can only be the size of a palm. The more children a family has, the bigger the tombstone will be, proving the family's prosperity. It is a symbol of honor for both the living and the deceased."
Whether it was Shi Lilan or Qin Changping, after their death, there was only a pile of graves but no tombstone. All the relatives here were committed to using up their birth quotas. As a result, with so many people in the family, there is only one college student, Qin Yuhuan.
Ziyi: ...
"Very strange, isn't it?" Qin Yuhuan tilted his head and looked at Ziyi who was driving seriously, a little amused, "Does this count as me bringing Xiaozi down to earth?"
"From a certain perspective, yes." Ziyi curled the corners of her lips. "The only family I've come into contact with that wasn't particularly good was the Shu family, but they weren't short of money. Whatever Shu Baizhu wanted to study, her family would support her. They wouldn't deny her the opportunity to go to a regular high school, regardless of her academic performance, and then force her to go to a technical secondary school and then work in a factory to supplement the family income. In my social circle, everyone has preferences, but everyone maintains basic decency. At least in terms of outward love, everyone is equal regardless of gender."
Even Shen Zhiming, who has been under Ziyi's care since childhood, has a harmonious and happy family. Shen's parents and Ziyi have been friends for many years, and the two families are able to get together to travel during the New Year.
"I was so inexperienced in the past," Ziyi said, stopping the car. "I felt a bit shortsighted, like a person sitting in a well and looking at the world from afar. It's like running a business. I know I need to expand my customer base, but I don't know what kind of people I really need to reach. The images I imagined in my mind seemed to be a collection of thin stereotypes. I've gained a lot from this trip."
"So sending people to the countryside was a good idea back then," Qin Yuhuan chuckled. "It prevented resource stagnation and class rigidification, and it also allowed experts and professors who had never truly interacted with ordinary people to have close and genuine contact. What a shame."
"Is this one of the reasons you keep analyzing your family to me?" Ziyi unbuckled her seatbelt. The drizzle began to fall again outside the car. She propped her chin up with one hand, her glass-like eyes appearing tranquil and enchanting under the dim headlights. "You seem to be deliberately guiding me."
“Not really.”
Qin Yuhuan couldn't resist the temptation, so she leaned over and kissed Ziyi on the side of her face. When she sat back, her face was flushed.
"At first, I just wanted you to understand what kind of person I am and why I became this way. As a person in my early twenties, the reasons for the formation of my personality cannot be separated from the influence of my original family, so I have to explain more to you."
But Qin Yuhuan wouldn't confide her family affairs to everyone she met. Ziyi was the only person with whom she could be completely open.
"I'm sharing this with you recently because I want you to understand more about the people who are still tied to the land, their thinking, their behavior patterns, and perhaps we can infer their preferences and consumption trends."
Qin Yuhuan paused, blinked at Ziyi, and continued, "It's also to remind myself that on the other side of this beautiful world, there's still a lot of room for improvement. Even if I don't become a scientist, at least I'm doing work related to cultural output. Perhaps I can do more."
Ziyi's eyes began to ache again, and she started to smile as she moistened them. She got out of the car with an umbrella and held it for Qin Yuhuan. "You always amaze me all the time. You are indeed a treasure that can explode gold coins."
She thought that she should really thank God for giving her the chance to start over.
"Hmm...it seems Xiaozi has gradually discovered my great soul. Keep up the good work."
While praising, Qin Yuhuan once again proved with her actions that she was an absolute hand control. In order to hold hands, she even went around to the other side, which made Ziyi laugh.
"If you're so obsessed with hands, how do you express your feelings about face and voice control?" Ziyi lowered her head and whispered in Qin Yuhuan's ear in a sweet voice, "Sister, you can't be partial. My hands are favored, and other parts of my body will be wronged."
Qin Yuhuan: ...
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