Aunt Song Shiya didn't expect Luo Qiao to be so efficient.

Luo Qiao asked her two cousins-in-law to check the bill to see if there were any problems, and then she went out to settle the bill for the tricycle.

Wang Lanxiang, the second daughter-in-law of the eldest wife, suddenly said, "Why is there a wool blanket in here?"

Song Shiya also looked over and saw a jacquard blanket, which was obviously a high-end product.

The eldest daughter-in-law Shang Jie said, "Oh, what's going on? There is no blanket on our list."

Luo Qiao walked in and heard them talking about the wool blanket. She said, "I gave that wool blanket to Sister Jialin as a gift."

Song Shiya said somewhat embarrassedly: "Qiaoqiao, you are too generous. You are still a child. How can your sister Jialin accept it?"

Luo Qiao said, "Aunt, look at how pure the color is. I liked it at first sight. If I bring it with me on my wedding day, my sister Jialin will be so proud."

Song Shiya wanted to say something, but she heard Luo Qiao say, "This is my intention, and you can't refuse it, aunt."

Song Shiya really liked this blanket, so she could only say, "Thank you, auntie. I'll ask Sister Jialin to buy you a big one when you get married."

The wedding day soon arrived. When the people from the Zheng family who came to welcome the bride saw the new bride's dowry, they all envied Zheng Zhiyuan for being so lucky.

Although the bicycle was not new, it had only been ridden for more than a year and was considered to be 90% new. The sewing machine, radio, and the watch on the bride's hand were all in good working order.

Look at the other things: two silk quilts, a jacquard blanket, two kettles, four pillowcases, two sheets, four sets of clothes, and two enamel washbasins with toiletries in them.

The Zheng family came with six bicycles to welcome the bride, all with big red flowers tied on the handlebars. There were also six bicycles and eight people to send the bride off, except for Luo Siyan who was in the army and could not come back.

Luo Qiao stood in the crowd, watching the lively scene in the yard. Although she had not been with her cousin for a long time, she still felt red-eyed and upset when her cousin was carried out of the gate. -Time passed day by day, and it was time for the midterm exam of this semester. Luo Qiao asked for leave from the driving school and returned to Ji City. After taking the exam, she did not rush back to Jing City, but ran around for half a month and sold all the goods in the space.

After selling all the goods, he felt relieved and continued his driving studies with peace of mind. Now Master Liang has started teaching how to repair cars. These days, his daily routine is disassembly and installation, and he becomes familiar with every component.

In a blink of an eye, another month has passed. I have completed all the theory and practice and passed the assessment.

The next step was to learn how to drive. As Luo Qiao had a basic foundation, he was able to drive the truck quite skillfully after half a month and had no problem passing various roadblocks.

So two days before the final exam, Luo Qiao successfully got his driver's license.

The driver's license from the 1980s had a bright red cover with Tiananmen Square printed on it and "Motor Vehicle Driver's License of the People's Republic of China" written below. A one-inch black-and-white photo was pasted inside, and personal information and the date of issue were filled in, and the seals of the competent authority and the issuing authority were affixed.

The same night she got her diploma, Luo Qiao took the evening train back to Ji City. The day after she finished the exam, she met an unexpected person, Qiao Yu.

Luo Qiao originally wanted to take a bus back to Qingshan Village to see Hei Dou and Taxue, but she unexpectedly ran into Qiao Yu at the station. She saw him being pulled by the arm by a woman, who kept explaining something.

Luo Qiao's first reaction was that this couldn't be the Lu Fangfang that Song Wenbin mentioned.

Sure enough, not long after, I saw Song Wenbin rushing over. I was a little far away and couldn't hear what Song Wenbin was saying, but I could tell that he was very excited.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Luo Qiao's gossipy heart was immediately ignited, and she carefully moved behind a mailbox not far from them.

(End of this chapter)