Looking at his aunt and uncle's happy family, it was impossible for He Ziqian not to feel envious.
Sister-in-law He said to He Ziqian, "A colleague of mine has a daughter who has come back from the countryside. If you're willing, Mom can arrange for you two to meet. Her parents don't mind if you get a divorce."
He Ziqian refused: "I don't want to see her. I don't want to get married right now. Don't hold that woman back!"
Sister-in-law He wanted to say something more, but He Ziqian made an excuse to leave.
Yun Jin glanced at He Ziqian and his mother, who seemed a little unhappy, but didn't ask anything. After all, it was their business, and asking would only make things awkward for everyone else.
He Zizhen, however, didn't treat her like an outsider and quietly told her, "My mom arranged a blind date for my brother, but he didn't want to. I guess he was heartbroken by that woman."
He Zizhen cursed that wicked woman in her heart.
If it weren't for her, her brother wouldn't be laughed at by others. He doesn't even want to go back to the compound now because he feels it's too embarrassing.
"If your brother doesn't want to, then so be it. He'll talk to your parents when he meets someone suitable." You can't force marriage; you can't think that you have to get married just because you've reached a certain age.
Anyway, Yun Jin only realized she had found the right person after she transmigrated into the book and developed feelings for He Tingchuan over time.
Except for not being able to be with her, He Tingchuan is perfect in every way.
Yun Jin didn't have any particular thoughts, as long as He Ziqian didn't get involved with Feng Qianqian.
Yun Jin calculated the time; Feng Qianqian's five-year labor reform period would end in the second half of next year.
I wonder if Feng Qianqian has changed in these four years.
After a day of labor reform, Feng Qianqian dragged her tired body to her lodgings and ate some vegetable pancakes, wolfing them down so that others wouldn't steal them.
Only what you eat is truly yours.
She asked the supervisor for a newspaper to see if there was any recent news, but nothing seemed useful to her, so she could only count the days until her labor camp ended.
Every day felt like an eternity.
I dream of going out.
She also wrote a letter and had it sent to her family, asking them to find a way to get her a few sheets of next year's stamps, specifically the monkey stamps—she wanted monkey stamps!
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