Chapter 4: Compare your heart with your heart, who says it’s not?

Chapter 4 Compare your heart with your heart, who says it's not?

Xiong Gang glanced at his daughter-in-law, raised his thick eyebrows, and said cheerfully: "Brother Yang, today I came here with my wife to have a happy event. If you can agree, brother, from now on, our two families will get married. relative."

Hearing this, the old and sophisticated Yang Zhishu suddenly felt the smell.

After taking over the conversation, he asked straight to the point: "Dare to ask Brother Xiong, which family are you talking about?"

"Of course it's my brother-in-law, Wu Yuan from the same village as Branch Secretary Yang. My brother-in-law has just graduated as a carpenter, and he is capable, diligent, and strong. This is what you see in Branch Secretary Yang..."

It's a pity that before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yang Zhishu: "Wait, brother Xiong, you must also know the cruel words that my old Yang uttered, right? Luoyan is my favorite little girl, and she graduated from high school. It’s also pretty, it’s not an exaggeration for a family from the city to live a good life, right?”

Xiong Gang blushed, and said bravely, "It's not too much, it's not too much." Then he took out 1,000 yuan wrapped in red paper, put it on the table, and said, "It's the 1,000 yuan gift that Party Secretary Yang asked for. My brother-in-law earned it by himself. He didn't care about the money, so he urged me and my wife to come over and propose marriage."

At this moment, inside the Westinghouse door curtain, there is a girl with two ponytails.

She is the well-known Yang Luoyan.

Hearing that it was Wu Yuan who came to propose marriage, Yang Luoyan didn't have the deepest impression of him.

But Wu Yuan gave him the feeling that he was the safest and most reliable.

In addition, she learned that the 1,000 yuan gift was actually earned by Wu Yuan, so she couldn't help being a little surprised.

Is it really "three years away from Shibai, you should look at it with admiration"?

However, Yang Zhishu is not so easy to believe.

In his opinion, the 1,000 yuan must have been collected by Xiong Gang's family, deliberately claiming that it was earned by Wu Yuan, to match the two children.

Since this is the case, there is no doubt that he will not be able to pass this level.

So he pondered, and said: "I know that child Wu Yuan. He is a down-to-earth person, and he is willing to do it. But he is not a city registered permanent residence. Let's compare our hearts. My girl and him still have to face the loess and back to the sky. We cannot do without this crop land." ah."

"So this matter, brother Xiong, forgive me for not agreeing."

Speaking, Yang Zhishu got up, and by the way, put two cigarette net pockets into Xiong Gang's hands.

Resolutely refuse to accept, which means that this matter is definitely not acceptable.

It may not be possible to accept both.

Only when one is accepted and one is returned, is there a door.

Leaving Secretary Yang's home, Xiong Gang and his wife stopped by their hometown, and headed straight to the east room amidst the welcome sound of Rhubarb.

Wu Yuan was still playing the thread with an ink fountain under the lamp, meticulous.

Xiong Gang sighed, as if he had directly written the result of the marriage proposal on his face.

Wu Yuan was going to pour water, but was preempted by the third sister.

So he lit a cigarette for the third brother-in-law, and said first: "I knew I would send a middleman to pick it up, so I won't lose the face of the third brother-in-law."

Xiong Gang waved his hands, rolled his eyes and said, "What shame do I have? I'll take the 1,000 yuan you earned, and keep your waist straight! But the problem is, Old Yang doesn't believe that you earned it at all. And he I can't refute the words of heart-to-heart comparison."

Wu Yuan nodded and said: "He told the truth, so naturally you can't refute it. It's okay, third brother-in-law."

Xiong Gang hesitated, "I heard that someone in the city has proposed a marriage, and Secretary Yang has accepted the gift. So Brother Yao, your matter, I'm afraid it's..."

Before finishing speaking, Wu Yuan interrupted: "Third brother-in-law, can you find out about this person? I guess there is something wrong with this person, and I can't help but have some hidden illness or something."

Xiong Gang didn't take this seriously.

Just say that because of Yang Luoyan, Yaodi thinks everyone else is a bad person.

But the problem is, there are a lot of rich people in the city.

No matter which aspect, it is not comparable to rural people.

But he still nodded and said: "I'll inquire when I get back, and help you ask."

"By the way, third brother-in-law, you are helping me find out, who wants to build a combination cabinet, I will contract labor and materials, 1200 yuan a set."

"Okay, let me ask together."

Wu Yuan stood up, "Then you guys should go back early, it's getting dark, I won't keep you two."

Xiong Gang rode for a long distance in silence, and then suddenly said: "Daughter-in-law, do you feel it? Brother Yao seems to be a different person."

Wu Xiuhua didn't get it at all, and said casually: "No, he is still angry with me like before, disobedient!"

"Why is he disobedient?"

"He has to marry Yang Luoyan, which is a headache. If you listen to me and marry the eldest sister of the Xu family, he will be in the right family, and he will suffer less in the future."

"Daughter-in-law, the eldest girl of the Xu family, I heard that she was unclear with several people, but I just don't know if it's true or not."

"real?"

"Anyway, you can find out if you ask about it, and you can't hide it."

"Forget it, you should help Yaodi find out the background of that family in the city first, so that he can give up his mind."

Xiong Gang stopped talking about it.

But in his heart, he still felt that the person he was talking to just now didn't look like a masculine young man who couldn't hold his breath.

It looks like a wily guy like Old Yang.

Is it just my own illusion?

On the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, the wind is cold.

Wu Yuan got up early in the morning, cooked a pot of porridge, ordered some dried sweet potato, and had breakfast with big pickles in the jar.

Drink the rest and pour it to the rhubarb.

Rhubarb is delicious to eat.

Afterwards, he packed lightly into battle, but he only wore labor protection gloves and sound-proof cotton balls.

Because today he is going to use a chainsaw to cut out the vertical and horizontal logs of the combination cabinet, and cut out the planks by the way.

I'm afraid I'll be busy all morning.

So at nine o'clock, someone called at the door, but he didn't hear it at all.

Yang Luoyan realized that he was worrying for nothing.

Before she came, she was afraid of being discovered by Wu Yuan, and even prepared several sets of excuses.

For example, stop by to beg for saliva, or your rhubarb is so cute, and your field grows really well...

It turned out to be useless at all.

Until the chainsaw in the house stopped unexpectedly, which made her lean into the yard, and was immediately exposed to Wu Yuan's peripheral vision.

"Who is it?"

Wu Yuan faintly shouted.

He just felt a flash of light in the corner of his eyes, but he didn't take it as a real person.

Besides, Rhubarb didn't bark, so there was no way there was anyone.

As a result, I didn't think about it, and someone really responded: "It's me, what? I don't even know my old classmates?"

Wu Yuan poked his head out when he heard the sound, and when he saw it was Yang Luoyan, he realized that he was really indecent because he was topless.

Turned back to look for clothes, but there was no clothes at all, on the bed in the west wing of the main room.

Yang Luoyan didn't know what was going on.

Usually at home, such naked men are not uncommon.

After all, this is very common in rural areas.

She didn't even blush.

But today, the white and tender cheeks on both sides turned red with just a swipe, and the red was dripping.

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(end of this chapter)

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