Lianliankan

Chapter 301

In a courtyard in Maoer Hutong, Dongcheng, the capital.

Ding Qiunan's mother, Zhang Ping, picked up her husband who was still sleeping in early in the morning and forced him to clean the house with her from the inside out.

Ding's father's name is Ding Shiqing. He is a thin, middle-aged man wearing glasses. He studied abroad before liberation and worked as a teacher at a university for a long time after returning to China.

Unfortunately, today's era, due to some unspeakable reasons, is not very friendly to intellectuals.

Take Ding Shiqing, for example. He used to live with his wife and daughter in a foreign-style building provided by the school. His monthly salary plus subsidy was more than 120 yuan. His life was so beautiful. But starting from the year before last, this good life disappeared. Never again.

First, his residence was changed to a large courtyard, then most of his salary was cut off, and last year, he even stopped working.

Ding's mother, who is also a middle school teacher, is not much better. Due to the influence of her husband, she is currently suspended from work at home. The two of them currently rely on a monthly subsidy of ten yuan and their daughter's salary to barely make ends meet.

Let's get back to the topic. After being called out by his wife early in the morning, Ding's father complained with an unhappy face: "As for you, why do you want to mobilize people like this? Didn't you clean it up last night? Why do you have to clean it again?"

Mother Ding wiped the glass and said without looking back: "Why not? This is the first time that my future uncle comes to the door. I mustn't leave a good impression on others?"

"My future brother-in-law, let me tell you, we haven't even figured out our horoscope yet, so we'd better keep a normal attitude!"

Ding's mother said: "You can pull her down. I understand the daughter I gave birth to. Since Qiunan can take the initiative to bring her back, it means that she really cares. As a parent, you can't hold your daughter back." Bar?

Besides, the two of us are like this now, and we have nothing to look forward to in this life. I just hope that my daughter can find a good home, so that I can worry less in the future. "

After some heartfelt words, Mother Ding couldn't help but turn her head curiously when she didn't get a response for a long time. When she found that her husband was drinking water leisurely, her nose almost became angry and she cursed angrily:
"Hey, old man, I asked you to come out to help me, not just to watch here. Get up and get me a basin of water. You're so mean!"

Father Ding, who was scolded, had no choice but to reluctantly pick up the basin and walk out of the house.

At the same time, on the street outside Di'anmen, Zhao Ye was riding a bicycle and talking to Ding Qiunan behind him.

"So your home is in Mao'er Hutong. So, we are still neighbors. The courtyard I live in is in South Tongluo Lane."

"It's quite a coincidence. I didn't expect our two families to be so close."

This news was an unexpected surprise for Ding Qiunan. As long as she thought that after marrying Zhao Ye, she could return to her parents' home at any time in the future, she was filled with joy.

"After visiting your uncle and aunt today, do you want to visit my house?"

Ding Qiunan hesitated: "Isn't this... not good?"

Zhao Ye didn't take it seriously and said: "What's wrong? It will be your home from now on, so you should acknowledge the door in advance. I happened to have renovated the house recently, and you can still give me your opinion when you go. If you are not satisfied with anything, I want someone to change it again."

"Well, if you have time, let's go for a walk."

While talking, the bicycle had already turned into the alley, and at Ding Qiunan's prompt, stopped outside a courtyard.

Entering the gate, a few chatty aunts in the courtyard saw the two of them coming in. One of them immediately gossiped: "Hey, Qiu Nan is back. Is this... your date? Tsk, the young man looks really energetic!"

Then, without waiting for Ding Qiunan to reply, the aunt shouted towards the house on the left: "Old Ding's family has a visitor!"

Mother Ding, who was busy at home, heard the commotion and rushed out. She immediately turned her attention to Zhao Ye. After only a few glances, she showed a satisfied smile.

"Auntie, hello!"

"Hey, how about you? Come and sit in the house. Her father and daughter are back."

Seeing that his mother was only busy greeting Zhao Ye, Ding Qiunan, who had not been home for a long time, suddenly became unhappy. He pouted and said coquettishly: "Mom, don't you see that I am a living person?"

Mother Ding shook her head and laughed: "How old are you, and you are still doing the same thing as your mother, and you are not afraid of Xiao Zhao's jokes."

"Hmph, Zhao Ye wouldn't laugh at me!"

While the mother and daughter were joking, Ding's father also met Zhao Ye. The old man was not like his wife. His first concern was not the appearance of his future son-in-law, but the gift in Zhao Ye's hand.

In his opinion, a man's appearance is only secondary. The most important thing is whether he pays attention to his daughter, and this can be reflected in the number of gifts given to him for the first time.

Therefore, when he saw Zhao Ye carrying large and small bags, Father Ding also had a faint smile on his face, but he said politely:

"Just come. Why bring so many things?"

Zhao Ye has watched the TV series, so naturally he won't take these words seriously.

"Look what you said, this is my first time visiting the house. If I don't bring anything with me, won't I make the neighbors laugh?"

As he spoke, he placed several cloth bags on the table and took out a calligraphy and painting from one of them.

"I heard from Qiu Nan that my uncle has done a lot of research on Chinese paintings. It was a coincidence. I just happened to find a picture of Mr. Pingsheng playing with shrimps a while ago. Today I borrowed flowers to offer it to Buddha and gave it to my uncle for tasting."

When Father Ding heard that it was a painting by Qi Baishi, he immediately stepped forward without hesitation, carefully unfolded the scroll, lowered his head and looked at it. After only a few glances, he couldn't help but admire:

"The pen and ink are concise, the painting style is simple and fresh, it is authentic, this... this is too precious, I can't accept it."

"Hey, as the saying goes, a sword is given to a hero. This painting in my hands is just a waste. It is best kept by you, an expert."

Ding's father wanted to refuse again, but was interrupted by Ding Qiunan: "Okay, Dad, just accept it. If you really feel sorry for it, wait until you get tired of it before returning it to Zhao Ye."

Ding's father thought about it. After all, he was only Ding Qiunan's daughter, and the things would come back to them in the future, so he stopped being pretentious and happily accepted them.

After taking care of his future father-in-law, Zhao Ye started to attack Ding's mother again.

"Auntie, this is the cream I asked someone to buy for you. I wonder if you like it?"

"I have one too!" Mother Ding took it in surprise, opened it and smelled it, and said happily:
"I like it, how can I not like it! You may not know, but my aunt is from the south and has never been used to the weather in the north. Especially in winter, I always feel that my face is dry and peeling. Your cream came in time. La."

"That's easy. When you finish using it, remember to tell Qiunan and I will bring it to you again."

"What a shame, these things are not easy to buy on the market today."

"You can feel free to use it. I know acquaintances at the supply and marketing cooperative." Seeing Zhao Ye's face look relaxed when he said this, unlike after he was swollen and pretending to be fat, Mother Ding felt a little more satisfied and turned her head. Then he told Ding Qiunan:
"What are you still doing here? Why don't you go get some water for Xiao Zhao? Really, he has the same poor eyesight as your father!"

Ding Qiunan stuck out his tongue, hurriedly ran into the kitchen, came out with a hot water bottle, and poured water for Zhao Ye while making comments.

"Hey, you prepared gifts for my parents, why don't you give them to me?"

How could such a small problem stump Zhao Ye? He casually dug into his pocket, took out a small box, and placed it in Ding Qiunan's hand.

"If I forget anyone, I dare not forget you. Open it and take a look!"

"Ah, I just said that casually, is it true?"

Ding Qiunan's eyes widened and she opened the box in disbelief. When she discovered that it was a women's watch inside, she was so frightened that she waved her hand and refused: "This... is not, I can't accept it!"

Ding Qiunan had no idea about calligraphy and painting. As for the cream, which cost two or three yuan a bottle, she didn't take it seriously.

But watches are different. They can easily cost one or two hundred dollars, and they also have to add watch tickets and industrial coupons. How can ordinary people afford it?
Ding's father and Ding's mother also didn't expect Zhao Ye to be so generous. They casually took out a watch and quickly started to shirk the blame.

Zhao Ye said, "No need to make a fuss. It's just a watch. There's no need to take it too seriously. In the final analysis, it's just a tool for telling time. I didn't even buy it, so I can't return it, right?"

While talking, he simply took Ding Qiunan's hand, put the watch on his wrist himself, and praised: "Don't tell me, she is so beautiful, she looks good on anything she wears!"

When Ding Qiunan saw Zhao Ye making such an intimate move under the eyes of his parents, red clouds rose up on his face and tenderness filled his eyes.

Seeing this scene, Father Ding and Mother Ding nodded to each other, officially recognizing the future son-in-law.

Next, a few people sat together and chatted with each other for a while. Seeing that it was getting late, Ding's mother got up and said, "Xiao Zhao, you two are talking here, while Qiu Nan and I go to prepare lunch."

"I'm sorry, Auntie."

"You kid, why are you talking about this? From now on, we are all a family, so don't be polite to us. Treat this as your own home."

Ding Qiunan was extremely speechless. Without even asking for her opinion, her mother couldn't wait to recognize this uncle. Was it too fast?
But before she could finish her rant, she heard Zhao Ye speak again.

"Speaking of cooking, I brought some things. Let me help aunt take them to the kitchen."

"No, just leave it to Qiu Nan."

"Forget it, the portion is not light. Don't overtax Qiu Nan."

After carrying a cloth bag to the kitchen, Zhao Ye went back to chat with Father Ding. Mother Ding curiously opened the bag and only took a casual look at it before she couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

Ding Qiunan was startled and asked quickly: "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Mother Ding opened the bag on the ground and gestured with her chin: "See for yourself."

Ding Qiunan looked at it unclearly, and then was stunned. He saw that the bag was filled to the brim, not only with large pieces of pork, but also slaughtered chickens and fish. In addition, there were seven or eight kilograms, which are rare nowadays. of rice.

Before she could calculate the value of these things, her mother's voice came to her ears: "Qiunan, what does Xiao Zhao do?"

"He was an electrician at the rolling mill."

"A few levels?"

"It used to be Level [-], but I heard from him that he just took the assessment recently and is now Level [-]."

Hearing this, Mother Ding suddenly realized: "No wonder, a sixth-level electrician earns almost seventy or eighty yuan a month."

Ding Qiunan frowned and said: "Mom, why are you talking about this? If outsiders heard it, they would think that I was close to Zhao Ye because of my material conditions!"

As someone who has experienced this, Mother Ding is not as naive as her daughter.

"What do you know? When two people live together, it is best to have an emotional foundation, but material conditions are also essential. Mom has worked hard to bring you up, and she doesn't want you to worry about tea, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea in the future."

Thinking of the current situation at home, Ding Qiunan couldn't help but feel a little at a loss for words. After a while, he said angrily: "Whatever you think, I don't value this anyway."

"Whether you value it or not, in short, according to my opinion, you should get the certificate as soon as possible!"

Ding Qiunan asked in confusion: "Why, are you afraid that I won't be able to get married?"

"My silly girl, why aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get married? Are you afraid that your ideal husband will be snatched away by someone else?"

Seeing that her daughter didn't seem to take it seriously, Mother Ding immediately shook her head and told her worries:

"Don't you believe it? With Xiao Zhao's conditions, if there are elders in the family, the matchmaker will have already crossed the threshold, so how can it be your turn?

Besides, as long as you don't settle things for a day, there will be variables. How can you guarantee that Xiao Zhao will not change his mind? "

Ding Qiunan subconsciously retorted: "No, I believe Zhao Ye is not that kind of person!"

"That's hard to say. Mom, let me tell you, this man can't resist temptation. Let's talk about your dad. He seems honest enough, but when I was pregnant with you, didn't he still flirt with female students?"

Ding Qiunan couldn't believe his ears: "Ah, you didn't lie to me. My dad...how could he do such a thing?"

"Huh, there are more than you can imagine!" Mother Ding sneered and said to herself:
"Qiu Nan, you are still young and have experienced too little. You have no idea what shameless things some women can do in order to steal a man!
In a word, you are right to listen to your mother!Go back and quickly urge Xiao Zhao to get your marriage certificate as soon as possible. In this way, if other women want to do something, you will be considered invincible. "

"You make me think again."

Ding Qiunan shook his head, still feeling that he could not accept his mother's statement.

Mother Ding didn't care what her daughter thought, she continued to persuade her earnestly: "Mom, when I was your age, I also fantasized about love in books, but then as time went by, I realized that they were all meant to deceive little girls.

Although there is a kind of love that lasts until death, most of it is due to parents being short-tempered. You, it is better to be more down-to-earth. "

Ding Qiunan hesitated and said: "Then can I still go to college? That has been my ideal for so many years!"

(End of this chapter)