He went to work in the afternoon.
Chen Ping was busy for the entire afternoon, meticulously checking the electrical equipment in the factory.
After work.
He went to the market again.
He bought a pickled cabbage.
When he returned to the courtyard, he saw a group of neighbors gathered at the entrance of the Jia family's house. They were making a lot of noise.
He walked closer to take a look.
Good fellow!
The Jia family bought a sewing machine?
Was his family going crazy?
It was the late 1950s, and it was still a tense and difficult period. People in other parts of the country could not eat.
Even Old Jing was worried about tomorrow after eating today.
In this environment, their family actually bought a sewing machine?
We're not getting married. Why did you buy this?
Wasn't this a waste of money?
Chen Ping was incredulous.
The surrounding neighbors were all bootlicking and boasting non-stop.
"Oh my god, Old Jia bought a sewing machine.”
"That's great. The Old Jia family is still the wealthiest."
"Dongxu, not bad. What are you thinking now that you've bought a sewing machine?”
"Look at this sewing machine. It's a Flying Man. It's quite expensive, right?”
Hearing the question, Jia Dongxu, who was standing at the door, said indifferently,""It's okay. It's 120 yuan. It's a famous brand."
"So powerful."
"This sewing machine of the Jia family is the fourth sewing machine besides the three uncles, right?”
"Yes, the fourth one."
"Dongxu, do you have a partner? Do you think my sister is suitable?"
"Big Sister Zhang of the Old Jia family, why don't our two families become in-laws?”
……
The middle courtyard was noisy.
It was quite lively.
The three masters were also there.
All of them looked at Jia Dongxu with a kind gaze. They all felt that he was the most promising young man in the Red Star compound.
Why?
He was now a third-grade fitter.
The assessment would be held very soon during the new year. By then, he would be promoted to a fourth-grade fitter, and he would be considered a cornerstone in the rolling mill.
Look at others?
Silly Zhu was a cook, and now he was working in the back kitchen of the steel mill.
The salary was still very low.
It was only about 20 yuan a month.
Where was Xu Damao?
She was a projectionist from the publicity department.
It was just a movie.
The salary was even lower.
It was only a dozen yuan a month, less than Chen Ping.
But Xu Damao was cunning.
He had a wild heart and a wild way of doing things. He often took the opportunity to go to the countryside to play movies to get some money from the brigade of the village, so it was still acceptable.
As for Chen Ping, he couldn't be compared to Jia Dongxu.
She was alone.
He had no parents.
He was also a first-class technician.
It was ten times more difficult for an electrical worker to take the exam than for other jobs.
He lived in the smallest house in the Siheyuan. There were only four walls and nothing.
As for the young people from the other families, all of them were ugly. Just their looks alone were not good enough, let alone their family background.
Therefore, Jia Dongxu had become a popular figure in the Red Star Compound.
"Brother Ping, you're back?"
Suddenly, Qin Huairu's voice came from behind Chen Ping.
She had just walked out of the house when she happened to see Chen Ping standing behind everyone.
"Yes, I just got back."
Chen Ping turned around and smiled at Qin Huairu. He handed her the pickled vegetables in his hand and said,""Tonight, we'll use pickled vegetables to stew big stick bones.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Jia Dongxu laugh behind him.""Tsk, stewing big club bones? Did he have the strength? If you eat so well, you'll be poor sooner or later."
Chen Ping was stunned.
He looked back at Jia Dongxu and frowned,""What does it have to do with you what we eat?”
When the neighbors saw that the two of them were fighting again, they immediately spread out to the left and right so that they could face each other.
Jia Zhang-shi knew that her son was not good with words and was definitely not Chen Ping's opponent.
Therefore, she walked straight over from the door of her house and looked at Chen Ping in a strange tone."Don't be ungrateful. If it weren't for the fact that you don't have parents, my son would have reminded you.”
"Who does your son think he is? Do I need him to remind me?”Chen Ping retorted casually.
"Chen Ping, don't be so shameless. Don't you know how to respect the old and love the young? How dare you talk to me like that?"
Jia Zhang-shi's anger was aroused.
He walked directly to Chen Ping and started cursing with his hands on his waist.
At this time, Yi Zhonghai still had some serious business to attend to. He quickly came over and pulled Jia Zhangshi back, persuading her,""Big Sister Zhang, the young man is just arguing. Don't get involved."
"Do I want to get involved? It was this kid who had no manners, and no morals. Hmph, what the hell?"
Jia Zhangshi had just finished speaking when Jia Dongxu walked over.
He looked at Qin Huiru again and said smugly,""Little Qin, I'll formally ask you again today. Will you consider marrying me?”
"Now, we have bought a sewing machine.”
"As long as you marry me, it won't take more than a year.| I'll get you all the big ones."
"Watch, bicycle, radio, everything.”
"I'm not bragging to you."
"Consider it again."
"Also, last time, you thought thirty yuan was too little. This time, it's sixty yuan. This is the betrothal money. As long as you marry her, you can keep this money.”
Jia Dongxu handed the money to Qin Huairu again.
The neighbors held their breaths again, and the surroundings were silent.
Their gazes were focused on Qin Huairu's face.
This time, Qin Huairu was very decisive.
He snatched the money and threw it back.
Pa!
A wad of money fell on Jia Dongxu's face again.
Everyone was shocked.
It was really tough.
This woman was not bad.
Although he came from the countryside, he did not have the character of despising the poor and loving the rich, nor did he have the problem of being snobbish.
He had never wavered from Chen Ping.
"What's wrong with you?"
Qin Huairu's eyebrows shot up as she placed her hands on her hips in anger. She looked at Jia Dongxu and scolded,""Who do you think I am? Are you out to sell? If I have more money, I'll follow you? Shameless. So what if you have a few stinking money?"
After saying that, she grabbed Chen Ping's hand and turned around to go home angrily.
In the courtyard.
Jia Dongxu froze on the spot.
He lost face.
It was too embarrassing.
Not giving me any face at all?
A betrothal gift of 60 yuan and a new sewing machine. You're just a village girl…
Aren't you too awesome?
I was rejected twice by a village girl.
Slowly, Jia Dongxu's face turned red.
Jia Zhangshi was also stunned for a long time.
From what she knew, a village girl would never reject such a condition.
Why did he fail again?
What was going on?
Why was this girl so arrogant?
She would rather live with a poor boy than marry her own son?
How was it lacking?
Jia Zhangshi picked up the money suspiciously and patted Jia Dongxu's arm.""Son…"
"Don't bother about me."
Jia Dongxu suddenly screamed and turned around to rush back home. He closed the door with a bang and burst into tears.
The neighbors looked at each other.
Crying?
A man was crying over such a small matter?
Oh my god?
Did Jia Dongxu not grow up?
No wonder she kept mentioning 'Mom' every day. This was a giant baby.
The neighbors began to mock him.
The people in the courtyard slowly dispersed.
There was nothing to watch.
But Silly Zhu kept staring at Chen Ping's door.
He kept pondering in his mind.
This Qin Huairu was really not bad.
If it weren't for Chen Ping, would she have taken a fancy to him?
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