But thinking about it, what the girl said wasn't wrong. Their group of educated youth had only been in the countryside for less than a month. If Yang Wanqiu could really agree to his request without hesitation, then he should really consider whether this person was suitable to marry.
Because if someone can so easily agree to be your wife, does that mean she can easily agree to be with others? Zhao Qianjin wouldn't look favorably upon a girl who doesn't know how to respect herself.
Wanqiu is the best; she takes relationships seriously, and only a girl like that is suitable to marry.
The more Zhao Qianjin thought about it, the more he felt that he had misunderstood, and the more he thought about how good Yang Wanqiu was. He glanced at Yang Wanqiu, who was ignoring him, with some unease.
Somewhat flustered, she placed the food on the kang (a heated brick bed), stammering an apology, unsure of what to do with her hands and feet: "I'm sorry, Wanqiu. I know you're not a good girl who treats feelings casually, unlike Chen Zhiqing who readily accepts advances from men and is not at all self-disciplined."
"Wanqiu, don't worry, I will continue to work hard to show you my sincerity. And I truly like you as a person. It's because you respect and love yourself; it's not because you're pretty that I want you to be my girlfriend. Wanqiu, you have to believe me on that."
Ultimately, Yang Wanqiu didn't want to scare away this easily fooled man, so she sat up. During the sitting, she seemed to have aggravated her wound and cried out in pain, but she pretended to be strong and dodged when Zhao Qianjin nervously tried to reach out to help her.
Yang Wanqiu, who had been sitting back on the kang (a heated brick bed), said in a low voice, seemingly shy, "Brother Zhao, I know you're not that kind of person. I was just too anxious. Please don't take what I said to heart. But I feel that we haven't spent enough time together."
To be honest, we don't know each other very well yet, and I'm someone who takes relationships very seriously. If I decide to be with someone, it's for life. So I think it's better to be cautious in this regard. What do you think, Brother Zhao?
"Okay, okay, I understand. I was being presumptuous just now. Wanqiu, please don't be angry with me. You're right, we haven't known each other for very long. I'm willing to wait for you to get to know me and accept me."
I'll keep working hard too. Just wait and see how I perform in the future. By the way, Wanqiu, I noticed you didn't eat much at noon, so I specially left work early to make you something to eat. Even if you're feeling unwell, you have to eat more so your wound can heal faster.
As they were talking, Zhao Qianjin pushed the food on the kang (a heated brick bed) toward Yang Wanqiu, signaling her to eat quickly.
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