Chapter 062 Am I just wishful thinking?
The blind date gallery in the community square was completed in four days.
The day when the show was being performed happened to be a weekend, and many people came to watch the fun, including middle-aged women and young men and women.
Chairman Jiang also came to join in the fun and posted a blind date advertisement on behalf of her nephew.
Led by Chairman Jiang, everyone rushed forward to grab what they thought were good spots and began to post the prepared advertisements.
The aunties and grandmas are braver. After posting, they will appreciate the post and see what others have written. If they find something suitable, they will start a conversation immediately.
After the young man had sex with the girls, he ran away with a red face.
In order to build momentum for the event, Tian Xiang also invited Meng Cheng'an to help, and asked him to write blind date advertisements for those uncles and aunts who could not write.
Meng Cheng'an was writing at the table and Tian Xiang was helping him.
Because the activity was novel and was held in a crowded place like a square, more and more people came. They prepared four bulletin boards, which could hold about a hundred posters. Because of the popularity, the boards were full by mid-morning.
The people who came later started to feel dissatisfied, saying there was no room left!
Chairman Jiang said that they should post them later as well. Anyway, anyone who came to choose would read all of them from beginning to end. Later they would add a bulletin board, and by then they would be able to post about 300 photos, which should be enough.
During this activity, several people were busy until almost noon before they gradually took a break.
Chairman Jiang saw that the activity was effective, so he gave Tian Xiang some meal tickets and asked them to go to the cafeteria to have extra meals as a reward for everyone.
The machinery factory operates on a shift system, and some people also work at the factory on weekends.
Tao Huilan lived in the staff quarters. As soon as Chairman Jiang left, she left too and stopped going to the canteen to eat.
Chen Yong looked at Tian Xiang and Meng Chengan, coughed lightly and said, "I'll give up too."
He didn't want to suffer being caught between the girl he liked and the person he was ambiguous with.
Tian Xiang said to Meng Cheng'an, "If they don't want to go, let's go."
I have collected the tickets. If I don’t go to eat, I will have to return them to Chairman Jiang!
These tickets are enough to order two meat dishes, and Tian Xiang is craving for them.
Meng Chengan didn't rush to answer her. He calmly suppressed the corners of his lips that were about to curl up and asked her, "Are you returning the favor?"
Tian Xiang said that she had asked him to come over for help before, and she owed him another favor.
Tian Xiang: "Eating is eating, the relationship is still there, if you have anything in the future, just tell me."
If treating someone to a meal is considered repaying a favor, then the favor is too easy to repay. Who would be willing to help her in the future?
Meng Chengan raised the corner of his mouth and nodded, "Okay."
Great, finally someone is willing to accompany me.
Tian Xiang carried her small cloth bag and saw Meng Chengan clearing the table. She thought for a moment and said, "Wait."
Meng Chengan looked at her inexplicably, and Tian Xiang said shyly, "Write one for me, too."
Meng Chengan's expression froze for a moment, then he said, "How do you want to write it?"
Tian Xiang thought about it carefully, "The age requirement is under 23 and over 19. It's OK if you have a job, no matter the factory. You must be gentle, polite, educated, like reading, respect women, be loyal in love, have a harmonious family, and have a simple population. As for other things, it seems that there is nothing else."
Meng Cheng'an writes calligraphy very quickly, and he had almost finished writing by the time Tian Xiang finished speaking.
Fortunately, these requirements are within his conditions.
Meng Chengan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked Tian Xiang, "Is the address at the office?"
Tian Xiang nodded.
Just as Meng Chengan was about to start writing, Tian Xiang said, "Wait, write my self-introduction."
Tian Xiang counted on her fingers, "Just write, 18 years old, pretty and generous, filial and polite, street activist, good socialist youth, and..."
Before Tian Xiang finished speaking, Meng Cheng'an laughed softly.
Tian Xiang: "What are you laughing at?"
Meng Chengan: "Are you reciting the text?"
Tian Xiang was speechless, "That's how it is."
Meng Chengan nodded in agreement, "Well, go on."
No one will see it anyway.
Meng Cheng'an lowered his eyes to hide the calculation in his eyes. He had already made up his mind that he would come over later to remove her advertisement.
Tian Xiang originally wanted to write about loving her job, being dedicated to her work, and supporting the Central Committee.
After hearing what Meng Cheng'an said, she felt a little embarrassed again.
never mind.
"That's it. Let's add one more sentence, requiring the man's parents not to be sarcastic and mean and to be able to take care of their grandchildren."
Living in a place like a slum, and seeing too many weird and extreme old ladies, Tian Xiang has long been fed up with it. She doesn't want to marry into such a family, which only knows how to fight among themselves all day long.
The man’s mother will take care of the grandson…
Meng Cheng'an's hand holding the brush gradually turned pale and his face darkened.
Tian Xiang waited for a while, and seeing that Meng Chengan didn't move, she asked him curiously, "Why don't you write anymore? This is the last sentence."
Meng Cheng'an glanced at her with red eyelashes, put down the pen in his hand, stood up and said, "I suddenly thought of something, you write it yourself."
After saying that, he left.
Tian Xiang was still calling from behind, "Do you still want to eat?"
"No more."
Tian Xiang: "This person..."
Why does it feel like something's wrong, but that he's just angry.
The other side.
Meng Cheng'an rode fast and arrived soon.
Mr. Meng was picking vegetables under the eaves. He was a little surprised to see his grandson coming back. "Hey, didn't you say you wouldn't be back at noon?"
In the morning, my grandson happily went out with his brush and ink, and said he would not be back for lunch.
It's obvious that this guy is going to see the beautiful girl he likes!
Mr. Meng never thought that he would come back, so he bought some vegetables at noon and prepared to make his favorite vegetable porridge, but this man came back again.
You must not have eaten at this point.
And why does this guy's face smell so bad?
It was as if someone owed him five hundred dollars.
"What are you doing? Who pissed you off?"
Meng Cheng'an said nothing and went straight back to his room and closed the door.
Mr. Meng tutted his lips. "Why is this kid so angry?"
In the room, Meng Chengan sat in front of a desk piled with newspapers. He scratched his hair dejectedly, looked at the beams and sighed.
As expected, was I just wishful thinking?
Meng Cheng'an chuckled and turned his head to look at the wall not far away. After a while, he went to the base of the wall and took out a cowhide envelope from the gap.
The surface of the envelope was badly worn and its original color could no longer be seen.
Sitting back at the table with the envelope in his hand, Meng Chengan took out a photo from it.
The yellowed black-and-white photo looks quite old, and the edges have become frayed due to being viewed for a long time.
The photo shows a family of three.
A handsome, tall husband in a white suit.
A little baby with a round face and big, bright eyes.
And his wife, who was wearing a cheongsam and whose face was painted black with a pen.
As long as the mother-in-law is good at taking care of children and is not mean, this condition is met as long as she does not abandon you.
But now…
Meng Cheng'an clenched his palms and crumpled the photo in his hand.
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