"An'an, do you want me to draw one for you too?"
Seeing how much An'an liked it, and how adorable she looked today, Liu Ruo felt a surge of tenderness and just wanted to make her look even more beautiful.
"Is that alright? Thank you, Aunt Liu!"
She pounced on Liu Ruo's feet. Song Qing, standing to the side, didn't even have time to say anything, and just smiled helplessly.
"Your Aunt Liu finally finished drawing one after a lot of trouble."
Liu Ruo is Lu Ronghui's good friend, and An'an calls her "Auntie" just like she calls her "Little Auntie".
She looked up at Liu Ruo, and Liu Ruo couldn't possibly refuse.
“Our An’an is so pretty, the drawing will be finished quickly.”
Zhou Shuyi applied for a double dormitory room from the factory. The outer room is a living room and the inner room is a bedroom. It has already been decorated and decorated with a lot of red paper, which is very festive.
The bride wore a red suit jacket, which her mother specially made at home and sent over after knowing she was getting married.
The groom, wearing a new green military uniform, now wore a shy smile.
Zhou Shuyi's mother was unable to attend the wedding due to poor health; only her father and brother came.
She had only returned home once in all the years she had been working in the countryside. When she saw her family members coming, she burst into tears. Her father and brother also comforted her with red eyes.
"Your mother specifically told us to tell you not to cry on this joyous occasion."
The two men stood by, unsure how to comfort her.
The Party Secretary's wife sighed inwardly, but forced a smile. "Your father is right. You mustn't cry on such a good day. They've come all this way, and they're relieved to know you're doing well."
As parents, who wouldn't feel heartbroken seeing this? They've only seen each other twice in years, and who knows when they'll see each other again.
Other educated youths dared not bear to see such a scene; they too missed their parents.
Zhou Shuyi's father looked around their dormitory and smiled with satisfaction.
The girl wrote back to tell them that she had become a worker and was even assigned a dormitory at the factory. The couple thought they were dreaming. Later, the girl said she was getting married, so he rushed over to see her.
Being a worker is great; you don't have to work in the fields anymore, and the benefits at such a big factory will be good in the future.
There are no special customs associated with marriage these days. Lin Haiping stood nervously to his father-in-law, assuring him that he would treat his wife well in the future.
Zhou Shuyi's father patted her on the shoulder. His daughter had been living alone in this place for several years and had dated her boyfriend. The couple only hoped that they could live a good life. Now that they were both workers, their lives would only get better and better.
The wedding banquet had three tables set up. Apart from the educated youth from the village, most of the guests were from the village. Everyone came early in the morning to help prepare the banquet.
That day, Song Qing specially asked Liu Jiandong to go up the mountain to catch two rabbits and bring them to them. Now, in addition to rabbits, there are also fish and pork. Both families sent them meat coupons and cloth coupons, making the feast a rare and abundant one.
They lived on the third floor, and the banquet was held indoors, but it was prepared downstairs and then brought up. Now, the upstairs was almost entirely occupied by female relatives, and Lu Yang helped out downstairs as soon as he arrived.
"Xiao Lu, this fish hasn't been salted yet."
He picked up a plate of salt shakers and was about to put it down when suddenly An'an came running down from upstairs.
"dad!"
Lu Yang looked up and was so startled that he almost trembled.
"Why is your face so red? Come here and let me touch your forehead to see if it's hot."
He turned around, tightened the salt shaker, wiped his hands on his apron, and was about to walk towards her when An'an stared at him with wide eyes and took several steps back.
Lu Yang: "...What's wrong? Come here and let me touch you. Did you run for too long just now?"
Thinking his daughter disliked his dirty hands, Lu Yang wiped them a few more times on his apron.
An An: "Hmph!"
Song Qing happened to be coming downstairs when she overheard the conversation between the father and daughter. She almost burst out laughing, but thankfully she managed to suppress her laughter when she saw her daughter's expression.
"What's wrong?"
Lu Yang was still looking puzzled when An An turned her head away.
"Your face is as red as a monkey's bottom. Do you have a fever? You were fine when you came over, and you're wearing quite a lot of clothes."
Song Qing quickly gave him a wink, signaling that if he said any more, his daughter would ignore him.
"If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. That's blush. Aren't all the girls in the posters like that?"
Lu Yang then realized that it wasn't that she had a fever, but that she was wearing makeup. He glanced at her again, suppressing a laugh, and indeed, she looked just like the little girl with pigtails in the promotional poster, with red cheeks.
After An'an finished her makeup, she ran downstairs specifically to show it to her dad, but he didn't understand at all, and now she's very unhappy.
Lu Yang turned around and smiled, but when he turned back, his face had returned to a serious expression. He walked to his daughter, squatted down, took her hand, and apologized to her in a low voice.
"I'm sorry, Dad didn't know you were wearing makeup. An'an's makeup looks great today, just like in the magazine."
The promotional posters are also magazines.
He coaxed An'an for a long time before she finally turned her head. Liu Jiandong was about to bring the dried chili tofu upstairs when he saw them standing there and stopped in his tracks.
"An'an, what happened to your face? Who hit you?"
Song Qing: "..."
Lu Yang: "..."
Both her father and uncle reacted the same way, and An'an understood that they were laughing at her. She was so angry that her belly bulged and she glared at them.
Liu Jiandong was much more perceptive than his cousin-in-law; seeing her expression, he quickly apologized.
"Uncle was just joking. Who drew this for you? It's so beautiful, like a fairy from heaven. Should you ask her to draw one for Uncle too?"
What he said sounded very believable, and An'an was quickly persuaded by him, happily following him.
Lu Yang sighed helplessly, "Luckily, they're still young; they're too easy to fool."
Song Qing smiled and went upstairs. Soon the dishes were all ready, and the three tables filled the small living room.
“Xiao Zhou and Xiao Lin, you were among the first batch of educated youth to come here. You’ve been in the village for almost six years now. Who would have thought that time would pass so quickly? I can almost still see you standing at the village entrance with your schoolbags on your backs. In the blink of an eye, you’re about to get married.”
The captain raised his glass, and as he spoke, he became somewhat emotional, saying, "It's been six years already."
How many six-year periods does one have in a lifetime? They've already spent so much time in this unfamiliar place.
"Now that you've all become workers, as long as you work hard, your future will definitely be bright."
"Thank you, Captain. I'm also very grateful for everyone's care over the years. Thank you all."
Lin Haiping stood up, holding a wine glass, to toast the brigade leader and the party secretary, and then looked at the educated youth with his wine glass.
"It's all fate that brought us together here. We are comrades-in-arms and friends, and over the years we've become like brothers and sisters. I'm very grateful to have met you all."
Although we're no longer living at the educated youth settlement, you can always come to me if you encounter any difficulties in the future.
"Brother Lin, you've always been in charge of the educated youth settlement. You've cleaned up countless messes for us over the years. We should be thanking you."
As they reminisced about the past, tears welled up in their eyes, and by the end, the educated youth were all drunk.
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