Having said that, what I was thinking in my heart was what was going on. It was terrible.
Li Qiao had been holding it in all night and couldn't hold it back any longer. Taking advantage of everyone's contemplation, she interrupted, "Zhizhi has such a bad temper, my son won't marry her!"
Of course, there was no money either. The daughter of the accountant of the Zhou family brigade had to ask for 66 yuan as a dowry, so Qin Zhizhi couldn't ask for less than that!
Her family had no money, and even if they had it, they wouldn't want to spend it. Li Qiao thought her son was so handsome, maybe he could hook up with a city girl.
By the way, doesn’t his third uncle work in the transportation team? Don’t those masters have daughters at home? Can’t the uncle introduce them to his nephew?
The old lady knew Li Qiao was up to no good when she heard this, and she said bluntly, "Do you really think she's attracted to your son? She's clearly after Qin Rong's uncle!"
This era was different from later generations. Relatives and clansmen had extremely close relationships.
Many positions are ostensibly open recruitment, but in reality they rely on internal referrals. Having a capable relative is like having another way to get into the city.
Qin Baogen is not a brainless person. He took the initiative to come and propose marriage.
After careful consideration, they felt that the Qin family might become prosperous, so they put aside their pride and talked about the marriage.
Li Qiao was unconvinced, but she didn't dare to argue. She felt so wronged that she started to cry. However, no one comforted her.
Qin Rong scratched his head: "Uncle San, I don't know whether I should marry her or not."
Qin Jianye understood: "There's no rush, let's get along first. Marriage is free nowadays, and you don't have to get married just by seeing each other. Come with me to the captain's house later, and we can talk things over."
Qin Rong hummed, thinking that his uncle's idea was a good one. The old lady also looked at Qin Jianye with appreciation, thinking that the third uncle was really capable and knew how to do the best thing.
"Oh, Qin Zheng too. Even though we're engaged, we still have to carefully examine the other person's character."
To be honest, he felt that Qin Zheng's marriage was arranged a little hastily.
But the eldest wife had already made the agreement, so what could he do? Just reminding her was his duty. As for what would happen in the future, he could only hope for the best.
After things were settled, Qin Jianye went back to the house, took a few mangoes, went to the kitchen to get half a basket of eggs, and took Qin Rong to the captain's house.
In name, it is to give local specialties, but in reality it is to let young people see it.
Qin Jiandang hurried to find a matchmaker and went to Zhou Zhutao's house with his son to propose marriage.
When Accountant Zhou heard about Qin Jiandang's situation, he wanted to give up the marriage, fearing that his daughter would suffer with a mother-in-law like Li Qiao.
Zhou Zhutao said that she and Qin Zheng had been classmates for many years and understood his character. In addition, the young man came to explain himself, which made her feel quite favorable.
Accountant Zhou gritted his teeth and said that it depends on how the Qin family performs.
If he makes excuses that the betrothal gift is not enough, or keeps silent about it and drags his daughter along, then the marriage is not going to happen.
As a result, Qin Jiandang attached great importance to it. He not only bought good cigarettes and wine, but also gave Zhou Zhutao a piece of red and white plaid cotton cloth, which was especially suitable for making shirts or skirts.
Zhou Zhutao was delighted, and the Zhou family was also pleased with Boss Qin's attitude. Seeing that the young couple looked so attractive together, they agreed to the matchmaker's advice and finalized the marriage.
Qin Jiandang handed the betrothal gift to Accountant Zhou and said, "I borrowed this money from the third brother. Don't worry, I won't ask Zhutao to pay it back."
Accountant Zhou was very understanding: "Don't worry, they are young and strong. Let them help a little. If they work hard, they can pay it off in two or three years."
Qin Jiandang smiled and took the initiative to talk about family matters: "My wife's mind has been a little unclear in the past two years. If Zhu Tao makes things difficult for you after she gets married, don't be afraid, just go to Qin Zheng to complain."
Zhou Zhutao smiled and said, "I understand, Uncle Qin!"
On the other side, Qin Jianye also had a good chat with the captain.
"The country has stipulated that marriage is free. Our Qingshan Brigade must naturally lead in thought and action.
Zhizhi is a good girl, but her temper is hard to understand. Qin Rong is not bad either, but she is dull and doesn't like to talk.
Let the two of them be together, and if they can get along well, we should follow the process.
If we are really not destined to be together, then just think of Zhizhi as having a brother. When she gets married in the future, she will have many brothers on her side of the family and will be able to stand firm with them."
Qin Baogen nodded, feeling that it was more comfortable to be spoken to by a cultured person. He looked at Qin Zhizhi and when she nodded, he agreed.
Let the two of them go to the backyard to feed the pigs to enhance their relationship.
For a moment, Qin Jianye didn't know what to say. Just date, why bother feeding stinky pigs? How can you cultivate feelings?
Why not go to the park, eat some Western food, and watch a movie?
No, it's the 1960s now. We should go to the mountains to pick mushrooms, go to the river to catch fish, go to the city to visit the supply and marketing cooperative, stop by the state-owned restaurant for a bite to eat, and finally watch a black-and-white movie in the cinema.
Well, he has to teach his nephew a lesson when he gets home. Don't be so honest that you can't even find a wife.
However, Qin Baogen didn't think there was anything wrong with his arrangement.
Life is just a bunch of chores, isn't it? If you get in touch with him earlier, you can see Qin Rong's attitude clearly.
It will ruin Zhizhi's life.
After the younger generation's matters were settled, Qin Baogen fixed his gaze on the green bumps.
It looked like a fruit, but he had never seen it before and had no idea how to eat it.
Qin Jianye then explained how to eat it and reminded the captain: "You were allergic to seafood before, so it's likely that you can't eat this.
Once it's ready, cut a little and taste it. If your tongue hurts or you feel itchy, don't force yourself. If you're fine, you can enjoy it."
Qin Baogen was a little frustrated and asked Qin Jianye, "Tell me, why do you always deal in things that cause allergies?"
He wanted to eat it but was afraid to.
Qin Jianye smiled and said, "I've traveled all over the world and seen a lot of things, so I want to give you a taste.
The diet has become wider and wider, so isn't it normal that there are more things you can't eat? Don't worry, some people can't even eat rice or noodles!"
"Can't eat rice or noodles? You'll starve to death!"
"Yes, it's called starch allergy, and you have to eat certain foods..."
Qin Jianye sat here for more than an hour, and only stood up and said goodbye to the team leader after Qin Rong came back from feeding the pigs.
The captain was enjoying himself while listening to something strange, and was a little annoyed when he was interrupted.
But he couldn't stop the man. After all, Qin Jianye had a job now and he might have to drive out again at any time. He couldn't delay him from spending time with his wife and daughter.
I could only wave my hand reluctantly and said, "Come to my house often when you have time."
Qin Jianye nodded: "Got it!"
On the way, he whispered to Qin Rong, "What did you two talk about? Why did you take so long?"
Qin Rong scratched his head, a little shy: "I didn't say anything, I just helped cook the pig food and cleaned the pigpen."
Qin Jianye dodged aside in disgust: "No wonder it smells like pig manure. Go back and take a shower before eating."
Qin Rong chuckled, not angry at all. After returning home with his uncle, he immediately went to the backyard. Only after pouring two buckets of cold water over himself did he feel a little calmer.
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