What’s the difference between dating without getting a marriage certificate and being a hooligan?
The aunt said, "You young people are busy with work, but you also have to consider the big issue of starting a family. I have a daughter who works in the financial industry in Beijing, but she only has a bachelor's degree. If you are interested, I will introduce her to you so that you young people can get to know each other."
Pei Xu turned her head to meet Jiang Lin's gaze, and with a stir in her heart, she said, "Aunt, Pei Xu has studied in Beijing for many years and is familiar with Beijing. We have common topics, so maybe it will work out."
Pei Xu pouted his cheek and nodded inadvertently, thinking: "You are so good, Jiang Lin, you are adding fuel to the fire, right?"
"Aunt, I've returned home to develop. There's not even a park in this remote area. Jiang Lin is different! His family is well-off, and he's developing in Beijing, so he can take care of your beloved daughter."
The aunt looked back at Jiang Lin and said with a smile: "Xiao Jiang is not bad, but he doesn't have a girlfriend yet, right?"
Jiang Lin gritted his teeth and said, "Not yet. I don't dare to delay a girl if my career is not going well."
"Oh, first get married and then start a career. It's always better to work together than alone. Support each other and your life will be more prosperous."
"That's right." Pei Xu was not afraid of making trouble and chimed in: "Maybe the aunt's daughter's horoscope is compatible with yours and will bring you good luck."
His words touched the heart of the aunt, and she said happily: "I asked someone to read my daughter's horoscope, and it was very good!"
The aunt's enthusiasm was hard to resist, and Pei Xu, the bastard, pushed him into the fire. He was learning a craft under someone else's roof, and if he said something wrong, he would be kicked out...
Jiang Lin pretended to be embarrassed and said: "Auntie, actually I..."
"Xiao Jiang, you don't have to be shy." Auntie misunderstood, "It's normal for you to talk about marriage at your age. When I was your age, I already had two children."
"Aunt, my dad also asked someone to tell my fortune. The fortune teller said that I shouldn't get married at the age of 35, otherwise I would be unlucky in marriage. But if it's suitable, we can still date each other first. The relationship is stable, so it doesn't matter whether we have the certificate or not."
The aunt immediately denied it: "The marriage certificate is very important! What's the difference between being in a relationship without a certificate and being a hooligan?"
Pei Xu leaned his hands on the stainless steel work surface and tried to hold back his laughter.
"This style is popular among young people nowadays, and it can also avoid some risks." Jiang Lin continued to add fuel to the fire.
"That's a wrong idea. Xiao Jiang, you have to change your mindset, otherwise you won't be able to find a wife in the future." Auntie said earnestly, "Girls can't afford to waste time, and it's dangerous to have children when you're older."
Pei Xu's cheeks were red from trying not to laugh. Jiang Lin kicked him on the back of his knee as he passed behind him. Pei Xu leaned back against the table and laughed at him, "Why are you so angry that you want to hit someone?"
There was only one room left behind the production staff, and the aunties snatched their luggage and refused to let them go out to stay in the hotel no matter what.
Auntie brought new sheets and quilt covers and said, "We have space at home, why would you go out and spend money for no reason?"
There were only two people left in the huge room. Pei Xu stood at the head of the bed, and Jiang Lin stood at the foot of the bed. They both stood with their hands in their pockets, looking up at the ceiling.
When they were at home, they often stayed in the same room to talk about things, but they had never felt as uneasy as they did at this moment.
Jiang Lin lowered his head and pursed his lips, then spoke first: "My clothes are wet, shall I go take a shower first?"
Pei Xu nodded and said, "Then you wash first." Then he walked out of the room in a panic.
"Pei..." Jiang Lin opened his mouth to call him, but his lips moved slightly and no sound came out. He muttered, "There's no toilet in the room. Why did he run out while I was taking a shower?"
Outside the production workshop is the ancient town street. The antique buildings on both sides are full of ancient charm. Oil-paper umbrellas are hung above the street. The night view is dazzling. Tourists walk and stop, and stop at the door of the shop to buy tourist souvenirs.
The tourist looked at the thank-you message on the wall and asked in disbelief: "Auntie, are the love tokens in your store so effective?"
The auntie introduced enthusiastically: "After the tokens of love in our store are made, they are sent to the Marriage Temple for blessing. Each one is unique, symbolizing that you are the only one for each other and will walk together for a long time."
"Auntie, please customize a pair for us." A couple came into the store to choose customized styles.
Pei Xu stared at the couple in the store who were discussing the styles of the bracelets sweetly. His umbrella swayed in the night wind. He walked over and said, "Auntie, can you make me a pair of open silver bracelets?"
"Young man, are you here alone?"
Pei Xu touched the back of his head shyly and asked, "Can one person customize it?"
"Sure! You haven't chased your crush yet, right?"
“You could say that.”
The auntie enthusiastically recommended to him, "We can customize the style of your secret crush, or you can bring forward any ideas you have. Once your sweetheart brings it, it will be a natural thing for you to be together."
Pei Xu looked around and walked into the store with peace of mind.
Jiang Lin sat at the door, a familiar woody scent wafted into his nose, he lowered his head and sniffed the scent from his sweatshirt, smiled and muttered: "I can't spray perfume when I'm working, so I sprayed it on my clothes to leave the fragrance, and you still have a delicate habit."
Footsteps entered the yard. Jiang Lin pretended not to hear and lowered his head to play with his mobile phone. Pei Xu quickened his pace and walked into the room guiltily.
There was a black leather sofa, a brown and yellow coffee table, and the automatic kettle was making gurgling sounds. Boss Zhuang was slowly putting tea leaves into the teapot with a tea tongs. Song Yifan and Li Xuran looked at each other in surprise.
Boss Zhuang called them: "Come, have some tea."
"Thank you, Mr. Zhuang." Li Xuran spoke first, "Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to meet with us and discuss in detail."
Boss Zhuang looked at the photographer at the door and said, "Discussing cooperation is a relatively private matter. This... you guys take a look."
Song Yifan followed his gaze and immediately stood up to close the door.
Boss Zhuang said slowly, "Your idea is great, and you have indeed done a detailed investigation. We are a chain supermarket with stores in the county and more than a dozen towns. The demand for mangoes is large and stable, and the purchase price is not low. This is a very good sales channel."
Li Xuran said humbly: "Boss Zhuang has been in business for many years and has a successful career. He founded his own brand supermarket and owns so many chain stores. He is very powerful. This is why we shamelessly recommend ourselves."
Boss Zhuang poured tea into their cups and said, "After receiving your call, I also got a rough idea of your program. With its unique program format and content, it has carved out a niche in the variety show industry, and the popularity of the program is increasing. To be honest, I really want to work with you."
Having said this, Boss Zhuang used the typical grammar of first suppressing and then praising. The two of them felt as clear as a mirror in their minds that there was not much hope left.
"But, although my supermarket is a chain, it is only limited to county towns and townships. From a business perspective, we can't take advantage of your show. If it were in a big city, I believe the purchasing power and support of your fans would also give it a wave of publicity."
Song Yifan's face fell and he said, "Boss Zhuang is a pragmatic man. We need to learn from you. If we become your supplier, not only will we not bring any extra profits, but we will also offend the original supplier. We are inconsiderate and have caused you trouble."
Boss Zhuang said sincerely, "It's great that you can come here and devote yourself to developing agriculture. Farming is very hard. Now many young people go out to work in electronics factories, shoe factories and other factories. Rural areas can't make money and can't retain people. So I don't want to reject you coldly over the phone."
Li Xuran stood up and said politely: "Boss Zhuang, thank you for your recognition. We will have the opportunity to cooperate again next time."
The two of them sat in KFC drinking Coke, and Song Yifan said with a sad face, "There's no hope for supermarkets. Boss Zhuang is right. Supermarkets have a mature supply chain, and product selection, procurement, and fresh food testing are all linked together. Unless we have very unique advantages, why would they choose us over others?"
Li Xuran tore open the ketchup bag and poured it on the golden French fries, pushed them in front of Song Yifan, and said, "There is always a way out. If we can't open up sales in the county and towns, we can go to the city. If we can't get into the supermarkets, we can find distributors. If we can sell an extra dime per pound, it will also be an income for the villagers."
The crispy fries satisfied his taste buds. Song Yifan was motivated again and said, "Yes! We can't give up. We can sell as many fries as we can. It's better than letting them ripen on the trees and feed the birds."
Li Xuran opened the mini app to place an order and said, "I wonder how the cooperation talks between Brother Yue and the courier are going? Let's bring some food back for Xiaobao and the others."
Two warm buckets were placed on the table. Liu Huabao and his friends were all standing around the table with their eyes wide open in surprise. Liu Huabao said, "I've seen KFC stores when I was working outside, but I couldn't afford it, so I could only stand outside the door and watch. If I got hungry, I would buy an ice cream at the dessert window to satisfy my craving."
Song Yifan happily put Coke on the table and said, "There's still Coke. Eat it while it's hot."
The younger brothers carefully picked up the double beef burgers with sweet smiles on their faces, their eyes sparkling with crystal light.
Liu He said: "I have only been to the county town twice in my life. The first time was when my mother took me to a relative's wedding. I am too embarrassed to talk about the second time. My brothers also know it."
"I've been there several times, but never eaten at KFC." Liu Qinghua took a bite, chewed slowly, and savored the novel and rare delicacy.
Liu Yanqing said: "My mother would only take me to eat a bowl of three-yuan black jelly when she took me to the street. At most, she would buy me a cup of milk tea for a few yuan. A classmate of mine brought KFC to school and gave me a French fry. I thought it was delicious."
Liu Huabao's mouth was stained with juice, and he said with a smile: "When the potatoes were harvested, I wanted to make French fries for them, but I couldn't bear to use oil. So I fried potatoes, and made them into very thick shredded potatoes."
Li Xuran and Song Yifan looked at each other, their smiles disappeared. The more they listened to their brothers' stories, the sadder they felt. It broke their cognition. KFC was just a snack that children in the city could eat at any time, but they never thought it was so precious to them.
They held the burgers carefully, opened their mouths wide and took a full bite for fear of dropping them, and happily shared the fries and snacks with each other.
The express delivery point was full of parcels. An auntie stood in front of the blocking table and asked people with the last digits to pick up the parcels. Another auntie squatted on the ground and entered the express number with her mobile phone. She was sweating on her forehead and her hands were also stained by the parcels. She said angrily: "Hurry up and leave. Don't you see that my work is piled up like a mountain? I don't have time to deal with you! What's the point of cooperation? If you want to send a parcel, just bring it here and pay the normal price!"
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