In the early morning, when the sun had just come out, Li Zhan stood at the entrance of Beikeng Village holding the handlebars of his bicycle, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and pushed the bicycle inside.
There was a canteen at the intersection not far away. There were three or five people sitting in front of the door. Some were holding big bowls and squatting barefoot on the bench to eat porridge. Some were smoking hookahs with their legs crossed. There were some farm tools beside them.
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Li Zhan pushed the cart over and asked with a smile, "Uncle, let me ask, how can Yingbao's family get there?"
The uncle smoking the hookah raised his head and looked at Li Zhan, "Who are you and which village are you from?"
Because of the mountainous division issue, Beikeng Village was having conflicts with neighboring villages, so the villagers were watching Li Zhan warily. Even Li Zhan didn't doubt it at all. As long as he gave the name of the neighboring village, the uncle would
The one-meter-long hookah will greet you, and it’s not sloppy at all.
Li Zhan said, "I'm from the machinery factory, and I'm here to help the whole family propose marriage."
As he spoke, he pointed to the betrothal gift hanging on the car's faucet. It was wrapped in big red cloth and was square, with nothing visible.
"Propose marriage?"
Several villagers immediately became interested and smiled. The uncle strode over with a hookah in his hand. He didn't even have any slippers on. He stepped on the sand with his big feet and looked at Li Zhan more seriously. "Mechanical
From the factory, you are the pilot who introduced Ying Bao to the girls, right?"
"Yes, yes, it's me." Li Zhan's Adam's apple rolled up, and he looked at the hookah in the uncle's hand warily.
The villagers in Beikeng are famous for their toughness and xenophobia. It is definitely nothing new to come over with a hookah at a disagreement!
"I'll take you there, I'll take you there!"
The uncle waved Li Zhan away with a hookah, and the villagers quickly followed to watch the fun.
"You fly a plane, why don't you drive a car?" It was a young man, the one holding a big bowl of porridge and eating porridge. He was not wearing slippers or shorts. He was simply bare-backed.
Li Zhan smiled kindly and explained patiently, "We can't drive. The army has regulations. I didn't buy a car because the army had special cars for traveling. Do you think it was a waste of money to buy it, so I bought a big house.
It's 150 square meters in Xiangjiang Garden."
"Tsk tsk tsk, pilots are awesome, and pilots are rich. I know a boss who used to deal with the army a lot. He said that your pilots have a salary of tens of thousands a month, and there are subsidies and so on. I have a friend in his village who has a
Those who passed the pilot test were given tens of thousands of yuan by the army to host banquets!" The bare-backed young man said with excitement, first to Li Zhan, but later to brag to others.
Li Zhan nodded repeatedly and said modestly, "Yes, yes, the pilot is good, but he doesn't have that much money, but it's not bad either, hehehe."
He came here today to show off, and he had to do it in one step.
"I know Xiangjiang Garden. I know a boss who bought a property there for more than one million yuan!" Another young villager said bluntly and confidently.
Li Zhan laughed apologetically, "I bought the cheaper one for seven to eight hundred thousand yuan."
"It's amazing. This guy who should be protected is amazing. It's incredible that a girl marries a pilot." said the uncle holding the hookah.
Just like that, Li Zhan was kept asking questions, and then he arrived at Ying Wanjun's house.
There were two red brick bungalows and three tiled houses built with loess. A middle-aged man was squatting in front of the door repairing a sledge, and a middle-aged woman was making breakfast. Apart from that, there was no other movement. Li Zhan knew
, Ying Wanjun works part-time in the restaurant of the Royal Hotel and lives in the staff dormitory there. She is not at home these days.
There is no need for Ying Wanjun to be at home, it is better not to be at home.
"Security guard, your son-in-law is here, stop messing around, hurry up and cook some rice and chicken." The uncle carrying the hookah greeted him in a loud voice, which could be heard by the neighbors.
No, the head of a woman who was drying laundry stuck out from the second-floor balcony of the neighbor on the left, looking down curiously.
Ying Baoquan looked over in confusion and didn't react for a while.
Li Zhan quickly supported the car, took off the betrothal gift hanging from the car's faucet and held it in his hand. He walked over quickly and said hello, "Uncle, aunt, I am the eldest son of Li Jianguo, a machine factory. My name is Li Zhan.
A soldier in the army."
"What are you doing standing still? Security guard, Caiyan, hurry up and ask your son-in-law to sit down and serve tea and cigarettes." The uncle carrying the hookah said with a smile.
The young man holding the rice bowl walked towards the kitchen with a smile and said, "Let me see what Aunt Caiyan has cooked today."
Aunt Caiyan chased him away a few times, rubbed her hands on the hem of her clothes and walked this way, standing next to Ying Baoquan.
That pilot from the machine shop!
The couple came back to their senses in an instant. Ying Baoquan stood up and hurriedly wiped his hands with the hem of his clothes. He wiped hard and saw that there were stains. He wiped them a few more times and hurriedly came over and looked at Li Zhan, "
Are you Li Jianguo's son who flies the plane?"
"Yes, Uncle Security, it's me." Li Zhan explained with a smile, "I was really sorry yesterday. The army had something to do temporarily, so I couldn't make it home for lunch."
"No, no, no, the army's affairs are important. The army's affairs are important. You, you should have made a call before you came. Wanjun was not at home for her summer job." Ying Baoquan said in embarrassment, quite at a loss.
Li Zhan said, "It's okay, Uncle Security. I came here today to discuss business with you. I want to propose marriage. How about we go into the house to talk?"
"Propose marriage?"
Aunt Caiyan was startled and suddenly became excited. She walked to the chicken coop and said, "I'm going to kill the chicken. You guys talk first."
The villagers who came to watch the excitement spoke out to promote the progress, and many of them were sincerely happy for Ying's preservation. Look, there are two- and three-storey small western-style buildings on the left and right, but their two blue brick bungalows were built last year.
There was not enough space to live in, so the old yellow adobe and tile-roofed houses were preserved.
"Li, Cadre Li, come in and sit down." Ying Baoquan hurriedly led Li Zhan into the room.
In the middle of the two bungalows is the living room, which is more than ten square meters in size, with a very simple wooden sofa, the simplest round dining table with x-shaped legs, a few round red rubber stools, and a very old TV cabinet opposite the door and against the wall.
, there was a color transistor TV that had been eliminated long ago. What surprised Li Zhan was that there were portraits of the mentor and the commander-in-chief on the wall where the TV was leaning. This is definitely a must-have for every household in the West County area. Here
The common people regard these two as gods who can protect the whole family.
After inviting Li Zhan to sit down, Ying Baoquan was busy making tea, and even trotted to the windows of the left and right bungalows to call his sons to get up, but he finally came back in embarrassment, and said with a smile, "The kids
I went to bed very late last night and couldn't scream."
"It's okay, uncle, let's talk about things." Li Zhan said with a smile.
Ying Baoquan wanted to drive away the villagers gathered around the entrance of the living room. Li Zhan said quickly, "It's not in your way. Uncles and uncles, why don't you come in and sit for a while, so that you can bear witness to me."
He has to show off, and if there is no audience, showing off will be meaningless.
As soon as he heard what he said, Ying Baoquan didn't dare to drive him away and returned with Xiao. Before he could speak, Li Zhan said again, "Uncle, please invite aunt over. We want to talk about Wanjun's important matter."
, you both must be present."
Ying Baoquan agreed and hurriedly went. The young man holding a job volunteered and said, "Brother Baoquan, I will go. You sit down and you sit down."
The uncle carrying the water pipe came in, pulled up a round stool and sat down, crossed his legs, took out the cooked cigarette from his pocket, twisted it a little, stuffed it into the cigarette holder, blocked the mouth of the pipe with his mouth, lit the cooked cigarette on the cigarette holder, and tried hard
He started to smoke, and the water in the hookah made a gurgling sound. He blew it lightly, and the air pushed out the burned ash from the cigarette holder, and it landed squarely in the half of the mineral water bottle hanging on the cigarette holder. This
Then he raised his head and blew out the smoke intoxicatedly.
"Commander Li, let me bear witness to you. Don't worry, as long as you pay the betrothal gift, this matter will definitely not go away." said the uncle carrying the hookah.
Ying Baoquan sat on the small bench next to the door and said dissatisfiedly, "Ai Zaiqiang, haven't you finished collecting the peanuts yet? Go and do your work."
"I'll take it away after a few moments. You have to worry about it." It turned out that the uncle carrying the hookah was named Ao Zaiqiang.
Aunt Caiyan wiped her hands and came over in a hurry. Li Zhan stood up quickly and said, "Uncle, aunt, you guys sit down, sit here, sit down and talk."
After saying that, he went over and helped them sit down on the sofa with his own hands, and then Li Zhan sat down opposite them.
From the moment they met until now, everyone here can clearly feel the upright posture and bright eyes. His words, deeds and every action are of a standard they have never seen before. The aura has completely controlled the scene. Rural people
The natural inferiority complex will make them first feel fearful, then restrained, and then realize that "cadres are also human beings", and finally calm down and face Li Zhan with fear.
Li Zhan was wearing civilian clothes, but after his identity was revealed, in the eyes of the villagers, he was carrying the military on his head, which was more intimidating than the police who made the common people frightened.
When everything was ready, Li Zhan took the gift that was wrapped in red cloth and tied with a red rope like a pack of explosives and placed it in front of him. The villagers standing and squatting at the door stretched their necks and went to the gift.
Look inside. Li Zhan opened the gift in front of everyone.
"Ouch!"
"suck!"
Uncle Qiang, a short boy, slowly put down his hookah and swallowed with difficulty as his Adam's apple was rolling. The eyes of the young man squatting on the door frame drinking porridge were straightened. Everyone gasped and let out various exclamations.
Li Zhan looked at the dumbfounded Ying Baoquan and his wife, with a very serious expression, and said, "Uncle, aunt, you know that I am a soldier. I don't have as much freedom as I do in the army, and I don't have much time to buy other things. Here.
It's 60,000 yuan, which is considered as the bonus for the engagement between Wanjun and I. If you don't have any objections, this marriage is settled, and all uncles and brothers are invited to be witnesses."