"You go back. My Da Mao will go to school soon. He will study for several years. Don't delay your daughter."
Cuihua was a little impatient. She wanted to go to Cheng Qiao's house to help. The house was burned into a mess, which would be troublesome.
"What about Ermao? Ermao is almost sixteen now. It's time to find a wife."
"It's still early for Er Mao. We'll wait until Da Mao gets married."
Cuihua patted the dust on her clothes and was about to leave. Chen Weidang was sullen. The women in the village did not dare to come forward and could only leave in disappointment.
Seeing that the room was finally clean, Da Mao kicked Er Mao out, took out the scarf and snacks Cuihua specially bought for him, rolled them into a roll and stuffed them into his arms, and ran towards the educated youth spot.
Han Chunmei was holding a piece of dark green cotton cloth in her hand and was making clothes for little Cheng Li. The cloth and cotton were of course given to her by Cheng Qiao. The clothes she made were really beautiful.
"Sister Chunmei, I'm helping little Cheng Li make new clothes again."
Zhang Yuefang smiled and started eating a frozen pear. This was a gift from Cheng Qiao. Han Chunmei couldn't let Han Chunmei do it in vain.
Han Chunmei was very generous and put the frozen pears on the small table in the dormitory. Anyone who wanted to eat could go get them. But everyone was very sensible. After eating Han Chunmei's frozen pears, they would always give them other food and return them.
"Zhang Yuefang, Chen Damao is looking for you."
Zhao Xiaobao knocked at the door. Zhang Yuefang's face turned red. She almost choked to death on the half-eaten frozen pear, but she felt indescribable excitement in her heart.
"Go ahead, don't refuse in a hurry, there won't be this shop after passing this village."
"Sister Chunmei, you..."
"Go ahead."
Han Chunmei snatched the frozen pear from Zhang Yuefang's hand and pushed her out. Zhao Xiaobao smiled and shook his head. He knew that Da Mao had liked Zhang Yuefang for a long time, but he never dared to speak.
Now that he dares to speak, it is probably the Workers', Peasants and Soldiers' University that gave him the courage. He feels that since he can go to university, he should be worthy of Zhang Yuefang.
"Zhang Zhiqing, this is for you."
When Da Mao saw Zhang Yuefang coming out, he was both happy and scared at the same time. The words he had prepared long ago finally turned into the simplest words.
When Zhang Yuefang saw that it was a gray woolen scarf, she knew that the scarf was valuable. She quickly pushed it away. How could she ask for a gift from a gay man when she was not rewarded for her work?
But when I pushed it away, the snacks in the scarf fell down. Fortunately, there was snow on the ground, otherwise the delicious snacks would be stained, which would be very distressing.
"Why do you put snacks in scarves?"
Zhang Yuefang quickly squatted down to pick it up, and Chen Damao also squatted down. Their heads hit each other. Damao quickly stepped back and saw Zhang Yuefang covering her head. He wanted to help her rub it, but he didn't dare.
Suddenly, Chen Xiaomao pulled Zhang Yuefang up and spoke very seriously:
"Zhang Zhiqing, I miss you, will you marry me?"
Zhang Yuefang's face was already red. She wanted to nod, but she didn't dare. She didn't know where to look with her eyes, so she finally shook her head.
Seeing Zhang Yuefang's refusal, Damao was so anxious that he forgot all the preparations he had made before, and directly stated his plan:
"Zhang Zhiqing, I heard that after graduating from the Workers', Peasants and Soldiers University, you can stay and work in Chuncheng. I really want to marry you. When the time comes, I will take you to Chuncheng and we will live a good life together."
"What...what are your parents' opinions?"
"My father doesn't care, my mother said, I will give you two hundred as a bride price, and you will also buy a bicycle. If you are willing, we can get engaged tomorrow."
"No, I don't have a dowry, and my parents' family is poor, so we... are not suitable."
Zhang Yuefang is really excited. Marrying Da Mao means she can get rid of her rural household registration and become a city dweller. But what can she do in the city? What's more, she doesn't have a dowry.
"I don't care. My father said that there are no poor people, only lazy ones. Trust me, just trust me once."
Zhang Yuefang still shook her head and turned around to leave without any hesitation. She really had no confidence. The proud energy she had when she went to the countryside had long since been wiped away into ashes.
Da Mao looked at Zhang Yuefang who turned to leave, with disappointment on his face. He regretted that he had confessed his love too late. He would leave after the Chinese New Year, and he would really lose this little girl by then.
Zhao Xiaobao had been hiding behind the door and peeking. Finally he couldn't help but walked out with a smile and patted Da Mao on the shoulder. You idiot, how could you chase a girl like this?
Da Mao didn't know what he did wrong. Zhao Xiaobao put the snack in his hand into his mouth. A sweet and greasy taste filled his taste buds. Well, it was so delicious.
"Zhao Zhiqing, if you like this, I'll give it to you. I just ask you to show me a way."
Chen Damao quickly put all the snacks in Zhao Xiaobao's hands, with hope in his eyes. Zhao Xiaobao is from the city, and city people understand city people, so there should be good ways.
"Da Mao, do you still remember how Huan Zai pursued Cheng Qiao?"
Chen Damao's eyes lit up. He understood. He was just chasing after her. The little girl was too shy to agree. He couldn't really give up.
He handed the wool scarf to Zhao Xiaobao and asked him for help. As long as Zhang Yuefang could accept the scarf, half the good thing would be done.
Zhao Xiaobao nodded. Zhang Yuefang just didn't have the confidence. When she figured out Chen Xiaomao's sincerity, she would naturally agree.
You must know that the hope of returning to the city is slim. Now that there is a road leading to the city in front of her, she will eventually figure it out.
Cuihua keenly felt the difference in Da Mao. She wanted to ask something, but was stopped by Chen Weidang. From the look of this son, it was obvious that he had not figured out the other party yet, otherwise he would have gotten into trouble long ago.
"Dad, do you know which little girl Da Mao likes?"
"I don't know, he must be an educated youth."
"Educated youth..."
Cuihua was a little unhappy in her heart. Except for Han Chunmei, the girls in the educated youth were quite hard-working. The other little girls were all squeamish, but Han Chunmei was several years older than her own Da Mao.
"No, I have to ask."
Cuihua pulled Chen Damao to question. Chen Damao didn't want to say it at first, but couldn't stand Cuihua's coaxing and deception, and finally revealed Zhang Yuefang's name.
"Zhang Yuefang"
"Mom, you won't disagree, right?"
"Son, why do you like her?"
Cuihua doesn't understand her son. Zhang Yuefang is really not pretty, and she is too thin to be able to give birth to a son. Also, although he is not a cheater, he always likes to take advantage of him.
"Mom, I like her to be smart and know the current affairs. I won't be a fool in the future. I need a woman who knows how to advance and retreat to help me."
"How did you know."
"I have always cared about her. From her attitude towards Cheng Qiao, I know that she is a woman who knows how to seize opportunities. Mom, the daughter of that family in Xiangyang Village would be like this."
