635: Your son is really caring now
Just now, Zhuang Huaijian was only focused on reading the content of the article and didn't have time to look at the photos.
Hearing his daughter's hint, he guessed that one of the two girls should be the girl his son brought back, so he stared at the two girls in the photo without blinking, and was actually a little excited.
"Both of these girls are pretty. Youth is their asset. They're beautiful no matter how you look at them!"
"Mom, don't be polite. Which one is better looking?"
Zhuang Huaijian's eyes flickered between the two girls' faces:
"I do think they're both pretty—if I have to rank them, I personally think this girl is pretty good. She has a sparkle in her eyes, and you can tell she's very smart. And look at that smile on her face. She's generous and confident, not at all stage-frightened, and has excellent manners. This girl has a temperament that's rare even in the capital. What do you think?"
Zhuang Huaijian pointed at Yu Xiaoye's face, then looked at his daughter expectantly, wondering whether the girl he was praising was the one his son wanted to bring back.
——Zhuang Huaijian hoped deep down that it was true, because she did feel that this girl was superior in overall temperament.
Zhou Ziying deliberately did not answer immediately, pursed her lips, and tried to make her mother nervous for a while longer.
When Zhuang Huaijian couldn't hold it in any longer and was about to ask, Zhou Ziying laughed boldly:
"Hahaha, Mom, it seems like everyone in my family has similar tastes!"
Zhuang Huaijian knew that he guessed right!
She lowered her head to look at the photo again, staring at Yu Xiaoye's face in the photo, smiling from ear to ear, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it:
"Hengzi has a really good eye, but this girl doesn't look very old, maybe less than 24 or 25 years old. She looks a lot younger than your brother."
Zhou Ziying thought: Not only is he younger, Yu Xiaoye looks less than 20 years old, the age difference between the two is probably only a dozen years.
But she didn't dare to say it directly:
"She is much younger than Hengzi, but age is not a problem. Mom, you haven't seen how much Hengzi dotes on her. He's afraid that this girl will suffer any loss or injustice. When Hengzi looks at her, his eyes sparkle with stars. I'm afraid you'll be jealous if you see it."
Zhuang Huaijian couldn't believe it:
"Really? Your brother doesn't seem like that kind of person."
"I didn't believe it until I saw it with my own eyes. You'll know when you see it. Your son is really caring now."
Zhuang Huaijian laughed. She had never seen her son being nice to a girl before, and she really wanted to see it sooner rather than later.
The pigs I have raised for thirty years have finally learned to dig up cabbages, and as a mother, I am very pleased.
Zhuang Huaijian looked at the people in the newspaper with lingering interest, and the more he looked, the more he liked them:
"I didn't expect there would be such a charming girl in the Great Northern Wilderness. Is she an educated youth sent to the countryside?"
"No, it is said that she is a local girl."
"Local?" Zhuang Huaijian was a little surprised. "A local girl actually has that kind of worldly-wise aura. I can't believe it. What's her family background and education?"
"I don't know either. Hengzi never told me, but don't worry. We still trust Hengzi's judgment. Don't worry about this girl's family background and education. She will definitely be someone you like."
"That's right. Look at what this girl said in the newspaper. It's definitely not something an uneducated person would say. She must be educated. Since she is educated, her family should not be too poor."
Zhuang Huaijian didn't have such a strong prejudice against family background. In the past, she would certainly hope that her son could marry a girl of equal social status.
But since I learned that my son was injured, I gave up this fantasy.
Which girl from a well-matched family would be willing to marry a disabled man?
So there is basically no hope for my son's marriage.
Now that such a smart and beautiful girl has appeared, Zhuang Huaijian no longer has the time to think about whether they are well-matched. He is lucky enough that the girl does not despise their son.
that is--
Zhuang Huaijian always felt regretful when he thought that their marriage was destined to be unhappy.
Without showing his worry, Zhuang Huaijian smiled gently:
"Since he likes it, I don't have anything to say. I'm not that **feudal. As long as he likes it, that's fine."
"That's right, the most important thing is that Hengzi likes it!"
Zhuang Huaijian stared at the photo for a while. Strangely enough, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this girl seemed to have a connection with their family, as if they had known each other for a long time.
After thinking about it, I felt that it was probably because my youngest son had never brought a girlfriend home before, and this was the first time he had one, so it was so rare that he liked her so much.
At night before going to bed, Zhuang Huaijian handed the newspaper to Zhou Jingru who was reading in the study:
"Old Zhou, look, the Beidahuang Corps is in the newspaper today."
Zhou Jingru didn't even flutter his eyelashes, and his expression remained unchanged as he continued to read the military newspaper in his hand.
It wasn't until Zhuang Huaijian placed the National Agricultural Reclamation Newspaper directly on top of the newspaper that Zhou Jingru took a quick look. Seeing that it was a program selected by the Corps, Zhou Jingru was not interested.
"You're talking about the program brought by the Corps, a cultural program, worthy of the front page?"
Seeing the old man's contemptuous attitude, Zhuang Huaijian couldn't help but say:
"Don't underestimate the power of literature and art. Sometimes it's these invisible things that can give people spiritual strength."
"Can the power of literature and art compare to the power of airplanes and artillery?"
As he spoke, Zhou Jingru tore open the Agricultural Reclamation Newspaper and continued reading the Military Newspaper.
Zhuang Huaijian sighed:
It's totally irrelevant!
She didn't give up and covered the military report with the agricultural reclamation report again, pointing at Yu Xiaoye on it:
"Look at this girl, don't you think she is pretty?"
Zhou Jingru finally lost his patience and raised his eyelids to ask:
"You're an intellectual, after all. Why are you following those old ladies squatting against the wall at the door and judging others?"
Zhuang Huaijian almost couldn't help but tell the truth, but on second thought,
No, I won’t talk to him anymore.
I was thinking of giving a hint.
No need to give it to him, just bring it back and see how he reacts.
Zhuang Huaijian picked up the newspaper:
"You should continue to work on your aircraft cannon."
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The National Agricultural Reclamation Conference has finally officially opened!
The Great Hall was exceptionally lively and grand on this day. Inside and outside the hall, there were soldiers armed with live ammunition and sharp eyes, making people feel nervous every time they took a step.
The conference is scheduled to officially begin at 8:30 am.
The performance teams selected from reclamation areas across the country set out from the guesthouse as early as three in the morning to prepare in the hall.
Before departure, the team gathered in front of the guesthouse.
In the hazy night, Zhou Ziheng stood in front of the art troupe wearing the gray Zhongshan suit he wore to meetings during the day - the standard cadre uniform.
Maybe it was because being in the newspaper boosted everyone's morale and everyone was in high spirits.
Zhou Ziheng glanced at the bright faces and was very satisfied with their state:
“Very good, everyone is in good shape.
After today's performance, everyone's mission on this trip will be completed.
After the task is completed, everyone will be given two days of free travel. During these two days, you can visit relatives or travel.
But before that, we have to focus on today's performance.
This is a performance, but it's also a 15-minute war. Before going to the battlefield, you must have confidence in victory. Do you have that confidence?"
"have!"
"Okay, I'll wait for your good news when you return victorious. Let's go!"
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