Dabao was already in his twenties, and he couldn't bear to move his eyes when watching the beautiful women on TV. He insisted that his mother pluck the beautiful girls out of the TV and give them to him as his wife.
At this age, even a fool knows that his wife is well, but he really needs to consider this matter.
Spend money to find a matchmaker, but the matchmaker will not dare to make this money.
This money is not easy to make. Sun Dabao is not short of money, but he is short of brains!
These days, young people have learned bad things from the outside world. They talk about freedom of love, independence in marriage, and they have to find a partner they like.
Only when she was willing did she take the man home.
Of the two girls in the Yao family, none of them was serious. The eldest went to the countryside and got into a farmer's bed, and the second eldest child also had a date.
Two days ago, I watched Yao Ruyue come back with the young man.
The family members said that the eldest son-in-law of the Yao family was upright. No wonder Yao Jingping would rather marry a farmer than a big treasure. She became angry just thinking about it.
When Yao Jingping came back with the banker's man, Yao Pingfu's house had windows smashed and was reported, which made her feel inexplicably happy.
He deserves it, who made Ning Hongmei unable to deal with Yao Jingping.
After only a second of fun, Bi Huimei became even more angry when she looked at her silly son Dabao sitting on the sofa who only stuffed chicken drumsticks into his mouth.
Why do they look down on their own sons? Although he is stupid, his family has a lot of money and a big house. As long as he follows Dabao, he will have nothing to worry about in his life.
Thinking of Yao Jingping's miserable appearance living in a small shabby house, wearing shabby clothes, starving and freezing, he couldn't help but grin.
“It’s not impossible to live in a big house.”
Bi Huimei blinked and looked Yao Ruyue up and down.
Although Yao Ruyue is not as good-looking as Yao Jingping, she is a college student! Marrying someone back will bring more face to the family! When you have children in the future, you can also educate them, which is a good thing that kills two birds with one stone.
"Sister-in-law, tell me quickly. As long as we can give us new housing quotas again, I will definitely do it."
Ning Hongmei was so excited that her legs trembled.
"Your family doesn't have a new house quota, but mine does. If we can become a family, won't we get this house smoothly?"
Even Sun Zhixian understood what his wife meant, stroking his chin and looking Yao Ruyue up and down.
"you mean……"
Ning Hongmei is still a little confused.
"Hey, you said you are such a spirited person, why can't you figure this out? Let me tell you straight, if Ruyue and Dabao become a couple, the house matter will be settled!"
"In your dreams!"
Taking one look at Sun Dabao, whose face was full of oil, Yao Ruyue rolled her eyes in disgust, but she was also polite and ran out without even saying hello.
What a bad idea!
Her boyfriend, Cheng Xiangqian, looks decent and is still a college student. Is she a fool with a bad mind?
"Look, look, this kid can't keep calm. I haven't finished speaking yet!"
Bi Huimei held down Ning Hongmei who was about to get up.
"We are just putting on a show, what are you afraid of? Of course, we can't take advantage of you in vain. If you buy the house, you have to give me this number..."
Bi Huimei raised a finger.
"What's the meaning?"
Ning Hongmei's face turned pale.
On one side was a spacious and bright house, and on the other side was her daughter. Ning Hongmei, who was about to leave, still couldn't control her body and sat down on the sofa.
…
It's getting late.
When Yao Jingping returned to the hotel, he found that Zhou Zhiyuan was not there, thinking that he might have gone to the hospital to accompany his second uncle.
I gained a lot from my trip today. It was just an ordinary massage. I made thirty yuan at once and got a big bag of new clothes.
He unpacked his clothes, took off his patched fleece, and put on a turtleneck scarlet sweater and a scarlet blazer.
Looking at himself in the mirror carefully, he couldn't help but grin.
Although she is a bit thinner and her face is too pale, she is young and beautiful. The bright red cotton-padded jacket makes her face even whiter, and she really looks like a flower.
This is what a bride looks like.
The door was gently pushed open, and a cold air poured into the room. Yao Jingping couldn't help but sneeze loudly.
"Ah sneeze!"
"You're back?"
Zhou Zhiyuan walked in with an aluminum lunch box and a bag of new cotton wrapped in newspaper. He hurriedly closed the door.
Taking a look at Yao Jingping, who was wearing bright red clothes, he couldn't help but take a few more glances.
It is true that a man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. Yao Jingping, wearing a red sweater and a red bread suit, is as beautiful as a blooming flower, making people unable to take their eyes away.
However, he looked increasingly darker and older.
He hurriedly lowered his head and took a step back.
"Take a look, does it look good?"
"Well, it looks good. I should have bought a few red clothes, but I didn't have time..."
"puff……"
Seeing Zhou Zhiyuan's serious old fossil look, Yao Jingping winked mischievously and walked up to him.
"What a coincidence. The patient I went to see today turned out to be the little daughter-in-law who hanged herself in the hospital! I helped her with a massage to reduce her fever, and she gave me another thirty yuan and so many new clothes!"
He took out three big unity cards like a show off, and together with the thirty yuan he earned from Liu Wenbin in the morning, he made a net profit of sixty yuan in one day!
This is two months’ salary for an ordinary worker!
"Do you think I can do it? I make more money in one day than your monthly salary!"
She pouted playfully and dangled the money in front of him, asking for praise.
"You can't ask for more money from patients..."
He turned around and sat in front of the bed, continuing to grind the small iron rod the size of a pen on the grindstone. He glanced at Yao Jingping and muttered something.
Yao Jingping felt dumbfounded. Are people in this era so right in their thinking? Isn’t it good to make more money based on your ability without stealing or robbing?
Liu Wenbin and Wang Xiaolan are both regular workers. Liu Wenbin's father is also the deputy county magistrate. They live in a two-story building. Sixty yuan is a small amount of money for them.
Besides, she saved Wang Xiaolan's life and helped her solve her and her child's high fever problem. Compared to the life-saving grace, sixty yuan was really not much.
"There are dumplings in the lunch box. They are hot. Eat them quickly."
How could Zhou Zhiyuan, who was lowering his head to sharpen the iron rod, know what she was thinking and didn't raise his head to give instructions.
"I have thought about it. After I return to the village, I will open my business. I will definitely be able to treat a headache and fever. In this way, I will have an income! When we make enough money, we will build a new house and leave the house. Wang Guihua and the others stay far away!"
Yao Jingping simply carried his lunch box to the bedside and sat down, dangling his feet leisurely, chatting with Zhou Zhiyuan while eating dumplings.
It tastes like radish and shrimp skin, with a hint of seafood, which is quite delicious.
The village is no better than the city, and everyone is tight on money. To help cure a cold and fever, naturally you can't be as generous as Wang Xiaolan and his wife, but it's better than nothing.
Wait until the weather gets warmer after the New Year, and then think of other ways.
"You don't have to worry about making money."
"This is almost finished. If I'm not at home, just take this with you."
Zhou Zhiyuan was confused, why did she suddenly love money so much? He wanted to get back five hundred yuan from Ning Hongmei, and he wanted to make money by treating illnesses.
He couldn't help but look at her again. Why didn't he know that she was so beautiful?
As beautiful as the peach blossoms blooming in March.
Yao Jingping was already used to his behavior of pouring cold water on him. After all, he had always been a straight man. Like most men of this era, he believed that men should bear the burden of supporting the family.
He couldn't just throw the money away after she made it, right?
She was curious about the small iron rod he was holding.
The polished section has a thin toughness and looks like a small knife.
He took out a piece of hose from his trouser pocket, just enough to cover the thin and flexible end.
Is this a weapon for her self-defense?
