"What?"
Ding Qiusheng was immediately annoyed when he heard that Wang Weidong was a second-hand goods.
He is just such a girl. He usually holds it in his mouth for fear of melting, and holds it in his hand for fear of falling.
As far as Ding Qiunan's conditions are concerned, there are countless young men with excellent conditions rushing to propose marriage.
Isn’t it just that the conditions are better? What's more...
Well, it's really amazing.
Among young people of this generation, Wang Weidong's achievements are very rare.
After hearing that his sister was looking for a partner yesterday, Ding Qiusheng went around asking about his future brother-in-law.
I happened to meet Dazhuang and Tong Zhi at the gate of the machinery factory who were coming back to collect their wages.
Dazhuang loves to brag and can only believe half of what he says.
But Tong Zhi was an honest and honest man. He also praised Wang Weidong as rare in the sky and unique on the earth.
Listening to the two men showing off Wang Weidong's achievements like a double act, a sentence came to Ding Qiushan's mind: The gap between people is sometimes bigger than the gap between people and dogs.
Ding Qiusheng was three or four years older than Wang Weidong, and he felt that he had spent the past 20 years or so living like a dog.
At that time, apart from being upset, I thought it would be great to find such an excellent brother-in-law.
Now he finally understood why Tong Zhi seemed hesitant to speak when he said that Ding Qiunan was having an affair with Wang Weidong.
I'm afraid it's because Wang Weidong is a second marriage.
When Mother Ding saw her son startled, she couldn't help but push him, "Qiu Sheng, please say something!"
Before Ding Qiusheng could speak, Ding's father's voice came from the side.
"What are you talking about? What else is there to say? Just say no. It's not like my old Ding's daughter can't get married, so why should she find a second marriage?"
As soon as these words came out, Ding Qiunan, who had been shy before, suddenly stopped being shy and said, "Dad, you promised well last night! How come you suddenly don't keep your words?"
Father Ding stiffened his neck, "I agreed, but you never told me that he was getting married for the second time. If you knew, how could I agree? In short, don't even think about it!"
Ding Qiunan stamped his foot, "You, you are going too far!"
"I'm doing this for your own good!"
How could Ding Qiunan listen? He sobbed softly and ran away.
Seeing this, Ding's mother slapped Ding's father angrily, and then quickly caught up to comfort Ding Qiunan.
Father Ding looked away from his wife's back with a stern look on his face. He knew that he might not be able to escape being punished tonight, and he felt a little depressed.
Pretending to be cool is fun for a while, but the crematorium is like this afterward.
The highest-ranking person in the Ding family has never been Ding's father. That is to say, when it comes to marriage, he can show his authority by virtue of his father's status. Usually he ranks third at most.
He was about to be unlucky, and Ding's father felt that he should find his place elsewhere.
For example, find someone with a lower status than yourself to bully you!
Father Ding immediately looked around for his son, and when he turned around, he discovered that the boy was looking through the things Yan Bugui had sent, with exclamations coming from his mouth from time to time.
"You brat, what are you doing?"
Ding Qiusheng said without raising his head, "Dad, come over and take a look!"
After hearing this, Father Ding walked over, looked into the burden, and was stunned.
Moutai!
There are one bottle, two bottles, three bottles... a total of six bottles of Maotai in the red package!
hiss...
These drinks are enough for two months of his salary!
Just seeing the wine bottle, Ding's father felt like his alcohol bug had been aroused.
Among the gifts, Moutai is just the beginning, and the rest of the gifts are all high-quality.
Thermos bottles, washbasins, and spittoons are all first-class hard goods.
When he saw the three pieces of lansilin cloth, Father Ding felt numb all over.
When the son of the deputy director of a machinery factory got married, he wanted to ask someone to buy five feet of blue silk cloth to make bed sheets.
Wang Weidong actually made three horses in one shot.
This is not a door-to-door marriage proposal. It is clearly just to show off your wealth and connections.
In the past, there were no matchmakers who came directly to propose marriage with gifts, but the gifts they delivered were less than one percent of the value of the ones in front of them.
Is this the so-called hundred-fold betrothal gift?
Only then did Ding's father feel that he had indeed underestimated Wang Weidong.
Ding Qiusheng was also shocked by this generous gesture, and he thought more deeply than Ding's father thought.
Tong Zhi said that the superiors had given those rewards to Wang Weidong.
But it was only such a small amount of money. He must have spent a lot when he got married to the Lou family.
These things in front of me may have exhausted all Wang Weidong's savings.
Money cannot represent everything, but from these gifts, Ding Qiusheng still felt something called sincerity.
Then he remembered Ding Qiunan's resolute attitude.
His sister knows that since she was a child, as long as Ding Qiunan believes in something, Jiu Niu will not be able to pull her back.
Now she identified Wang Weidong, and judging from her appearance, she was probably Wang Weidong's person.
I'm afraid I can't handle this matter.
Thinking of this, Ding Qiusheng sighed secretly and said, "Dad, how about we call Wang Weidong over to our house for a meal and have a good chat with him?"
Father Ding looked at his son displeased and said, "Why, these gifts have bought you off?
Although our Lao Ding family is not rich, we still have some backbone.
Do you want me to marry my daughter to him with these gifts?
no way! "
Ding Qiusheng smiled bitterly, "Dad, you misunderstood me, how could I sacrifice my sister for this benefit.
But you have to consider Qiunan’s feelings, right?
You can tell what her attitude is. If you really try to stop her, something might happen.
And there's something I didn't have time to tell you. "
"What's up?"
Ding Qiusheng looked at his father's face and said cautiously, "When I came back today, Deputy Director Zhang asked me to give you a message. Starting from tomorrow, you will be temporarily seconded to the 11th workshop of the Hongxing Steel Rolling Plant, which is the supervisor of Wang Weidong. That workshop.”
Hearing this, Father Ding suddenly froze in the cold wind.
Are you asking him to attack Wang Weidong?
What a joke!
Father Ding immediately asked his son to reject Deputy Director Zhang.
An eighth-level worker has the pride of an eighth-level worker. If he doesn't want to go, no one can force him.
Before he could say anything, Ding Qiusheng said something faintly.
"Comrade Ding Boren, Deputy Director Zhang also said that this order was issued directly from above. If you don't want to be seconded, don't do it."
"..."
Only then did the eighth-level blacksmith Ding Boren realize that there was still someone who could command him, and that person's name was Guo Guo.
He snorted coldly in his heart, Wang Weidong, your kid's methods are quite clever!
....
While the Ding family father and son were discussing their future son-in-law, Yan Bugui, who left the Ding family, got into trouble.
Chaoyang Police Station, interrogation room.
"Name?"
"Yanbugui!"
"gender?"
"???"
Yan Bugui looked confused. Isn't it obvious whether he was a boy or a girl?
The police comrade sitting opposite seemed to know what he was thinking, and said directly: "Who can see it in just this outfit? Don't you want to have rough-looking female comrades?"
...
Yan Bugui was speechless for a while. This was true. He had never encountered a man who looked more like a woman than a woman.
I just feel a little aggrieved.
I am just a matchmaker, how can I still be caught?
This comrade from the public security department said that he was destroying the appearance of the city.
But anyone with a discerning eye can see that this clearly meant that he was being tried as a thief, which was somewhat excessive.
I am a teacher and a cultural person!
Seeing Yan Bugui's silence, the police comrade slapped the table and shouted angrily: "Why are you so stunned? I'm asking you a question! Gender!"
"Male! A pure man, the one who takes charge!" Yan Bugui shook his head.
The police comrade laughed incredulously and continued to ask: "What do you do?"
"Teaching third-grade Chinese at the Rolling Mill Elementary School."
Hearing this, the police comrades couldn't help but look at Yan Bugui one more time.
His funny costume made the police comrades couldn't help but worry about the saplings of the motherland.
With such a teacher on the stall, are you sure he won’t be crooked?
After interrogating him for a while, Yan Bugui explained his details and the reasons for his appearance.
The confusion in the eyes of the police comrades deepened.
Who is so blind as to find this strange old man as a matchmaker?
How is this a marriage proposal? It was obvious that he was coming to cause trouble.
If you don't get kicked out with sticks, that's all because of your good cultivation.
After shaking his head, the police comrade walked out of the interrogation room and started calling the redeemer.
No matter what, Yan Bugui cannot escape the charge of disturbing the city appearance.
However, the circumstances were relatively minor and did not cause a large-scale sensation. He could be released as long as a sufficient deposit was paid.
Workshop 11 of the steel rolling mill.
After the thorny leader Yi Zhonghai was kicked out of the project team, the eighth-level workers became more active, and there was a busy atmosphere in the workshop.
These days, old workers value reputation more than life, and no one wants to follow in the footsteps of Yi Zhonghai.
Wang Weidong checked the hydraulic booster with the eighth-level Gu while chatting.
"Director, so you want to invite the eighth-level worker from the machinery factory?"
"Um."
"But we have no shortage of blacksmiths. Level 8 Zhang and Level 8 Liu are both top-notch masters. And I heard that Old Man Ding has a bad temper and a stubborn temper."
"I know all this, but he has a good daughter."
"????"
Just as doubts were written on the rough face of the eighth-level officer, Secretary Zhou hurried in from outside and said, "Director Wang, there is something I need to report to you. Can you please come out and have a chat?"
Wang Weidong raised his head and looked at Secretary Zhou with a surprised expression. He saw that his lips moved a few times and he looked embarrassed.
It seems that this matter is not suitable for these old workers to know.
Wang Weidong picked up the rag and wiped his hands, and followed Secretary Zhou out.
After arriving at a secluded place, Wang Weidong asked, "Brother Zhou, what happened?"
"Weidong, have you had any relatives come to the capital recently?" Secretary Zhou asked.
Wang Weidong looked confused. He was alone. Where did he have any relatives?
"Brother Zhou, it's not like you don't know my situation. I was born an orphan, so how can I have any relatives?"
Secretary Zhou breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this and said: "That may be a mistake. I just got a call from the Chaoyang Police Station, saying that a relative of yours has committed a crime and asked you to come and redeem him with money."
Wang Weidong smiled brightly when he heard this. Isn't this a typical telecommunications fraud in later generations?
But when I thought about it carefully, I felt something was wrong.
Nowadays, those who can install telephones are only government departments.
How can there be such a high-level liar?
Moreover, calls must be transferred through the post and telecommunications office switchboard, making anonymous calls impossible.
...
Could it be that some long-lost relatives really came to look for him?
Wang Weidong asked Secretary Zhou: "Brother Zhou, please tell me clearly, what is the name of the person who said he is my relative?"
"Oh, my name is Yan Bugui. He said he is your cousin." Secretary Zhou replied.
Wang Weidong was stunned at first, and then he couldn't laugh or cry.
After working on it for a long time, it turned out to be Yan Bugui. It seemed that the caller was mistaken.
Yan Bugui went to the Ding family for matchmaking today, why was he at the police station?
...
However, the smile on Wang Weidong's face did not last long and disappeared without a trace.
Because he suddenly remembered that the third aunt had mentioned in the morning that Yan Bugui had spent a lot of money to be a matchmaker.
At that time, Wang Weidong thought the third aunt was joking.
As stingy as Yan Bugui was, how could he be willing to spend a lot of money to eat just one peanut for a week?
Now that I think about it, this kind of big capital should be different from what I thought.
This old boy can't be...
Wang Weidong felt a little broken, and he didn't care to talk to Secretary Zhou anymore.
We must hurry up and rescue Yan Bugui!
Wang Weidong turned around and entered the workshop to find Niu Zhijun.
"Brother Zhijun, help me keep an eye on the workshop first. I have to go to the police station."
"Police station? What happened? Do you need help?"
"No, the specific situation is not clear yet!"
Wang Weidong pedaled his bicycle into a hot wheel and galloped towards the Chaoyang Police Station.
He had participated in several assistance missions and had dealt with the police station. He knew that the police station closed at six o'clock in the afternoon.
If this time passes, Yan Bugui may have to squat in the fence all night.
I hurried slowly and hurriedly, but finally arrived at the Chaoyang Police Station before getting off work.
After announcing his name in the duty room, a police comrade about the same age as Wang Weidong came over soon.
He looked Wang Weidong up and down, "Are you a relative of Yan Bugui?"
Wang Weidong nodded, "Yes, comrade, what crime did my cousin commit?"
"Disturbing the city appearance!" the police comrade replied simply and horrified.
Then he handed a document to Wang Weidong, "Sign this, then go next door to pay the deposit, and then come here to pick up the person."
Wang Weidong looked confused when he heard this.
What did Yan Bugui do?
How could it disturb the appearance of the city?
Hey, just ask after he comes out later!
Wang Weidong ran to pay the deposit, good guy, two big unity!
Hiss, it really hurts.
Just as Wang Weidong took a breath, he saw a comrade from the police leading a red man over.
hiss.
Hiss.
Hiss.
Why does Yan Bugui dress like...the first generation Internet celebrity Sister Furong?
Wang Weidong almost sucked all the cold air in the police station.
His face turned red at first, and then he couldn't hold it in any longer and laughed loudly.
Laughing so hard that I was out of breath.
With the family members starting to talk, the police comrades could no longer hold it in and laughed loudly.
The solemn police station turned into a sea of joy.
...
Yan Bugui felt that he had done something wrong with good intentions, causing Wang Weidong to lose money, but he did not dare to stop Wang Weidong.
After he had laughed enough, he walked forward and pursed his lips, "Weidong, I'm so sorry that I have to trouble you to bail me out."
Wang Weidong was just about to say you're welcome, but he didn't spend much money anyway, so seeing Yan Bugui dressed up like this was totally worth the price of admission.
A bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart, and the smile on his face froze instantly.
"Uncle Yan, you haven't gone to the Ding family to propose marriage, right?"
Wang Weidong looked at Yan Bugui expectantly.
I hope he can nod, so it's not too late.
But once things take a bad omen, they will develop for the worst.
Under Wang Weidong's gaze, Yan Bugui nodded slowly.
I'm crazy...
