Reborn: Still want me to be the receiver? impossible

It was still dark the next day, and Shu Zhiqiang woke up early because he had something on his mind.

At the same time, he also woke up Shu Zhiguo and asked him to get the cage back.

If nothing unexpected happens, there should be a lot of loaches and eels in there.

Although he kept yawning, he went to the backyard and caught a carp weighing more than one pound from the fish tank.

Then he pulled two straws and passed them through the gills of the fish, then carried the fish and walked towards the village chief's house.

"Hey! Qiangzi, where are you? Why are you holding such a big carp in your hand?"

"Qiangzi, aren't you going to give this to your future wife? Hahaha..."

Since the summer heat has entered, the weather is cooler in the early morning and early morning, so many people have already gotten up to do farm work while it is cooler.

When they saw the carp in Shu Zhiqiang's hand, their faces showed expressions of curiosity and desire.

Although frying fish takes a bit of oil, it is already good if you can cook it with meat. At worst, you can eat it grilled.

So even if it's just a fish, the villagers are thirsty for knowledge.

"Hello, uncles and uncles,

I was going to the village chief's house. I had borrowed his family's trolley before and was going to use it today, so I felt a little embarrassed and gave him a fish as a thank you. "

Shu Zhiqiang said hello with a smile, and then explained where the fish was.

As for the wife the other party was talking about, he also felt it necessary to explain.

So he shook his head and shouted to the uncle who had just asked: "Uncle Li, don't be joking."

"I'm still a little girl, where did I get a wife?

If this word gets out, I will have to take advantage of your Fangfang if I can't get a wife in the future. "

At present, state-owned enterprises have not yet declined, and private enterprises are just in their infancy, so the wave of migrant workers has not yet begun. Many men and women are staying in rural areas.

There are also many girls in the Changhu Brigade, and the uncle just now had two in his family.

After hearing what Shu Zhiqiang said, he immediately became anxious: "You bastard! My Fangfang is only ten years old and you dare to make a joke. Are you going to get beaten?"

"Isn't your future daughter-in-law Fu Jia Huijuan? I heard that you have already agreed on the bride price."

"That's right, your dad has come here specifically to help you negotiate, and you're still embarrassed to admit it?"

"Hahaha... You don't have to be embarrassed, Qiangzi, that girl Huijuan is really good."

A group of men and women heard that there was a joke and started making jokes about Shu Zhiqiang.

Shu Zhiqiang shook his head and shouted: "Let me emphasize again, Fu Huijuan is not my wife!"

"I will not and cannot marry her. If you make fun of her again, be careful someone will sue you for slander;

I was in a hurry to borrow a trolley, so I stopped accompanying my uncle and aunt. "

After that, he ignored the questions from this group of people and walked quickly towards the village chief's house with the fish in hand.

The village chief's name is Shu Chaomian. He is young, about fifty years old, but his parents are relatively dignified people from the older generation, so the villagers elected him as the village chief.

Soon, Shu Zhiqiang arrived at the other party's house and happened to see the other party driving a tractor out of the courtyard dam.

"Da da da……"

The deafening sound of the engine continued to sound, and clouds of black smoke came out rhythmically with the sound.

Shu Zhiqiang jogged two steps and ran to the side of the village chief before shouting: "Uncle Chaomian!"

Shu Chao was stunned for a moment, then looked back and said with a smile: "It's Qiangzi. What do you want from me?"

"Uncle, I would like to borrow your scooter again." Shu Zhiqiang smiled slightly and did not mince words.

"Okay, the cart is inside, go get it."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a woman's voice came from the courtyard.

"What can I take? I won't borrow it!!"

Shu Zhiqiang and Shu Zhiqiang were both stunned, and turned to look at the woman walking out of the courtyard with a broom.

This is Shu Chaomian's wife, who is also from a different brigade in Huangling Township.

Shu Chaomian is a good village chief who is easy to talk about everything, but this woman is very tough.

Whenever someone came to Shu Chaomian for help, she would disagree eight times out of ten.

The last time Shu Zhiqiang borrowed a trolley, it was because he was discussing an important matter like marriage. The other party knew that he would make gossip if he didn't borrow it.

But Shu Zhiqiang is no longer the Shu Zhiqiang he was before, and he still has a way to deal with this kind of thing.

So he laughed and walked towards Song Huaji: "Hey, how did Aunt Huaji take care of herself? Why does she seem so much more beautiful?"

Hearing this sudden flattery, Shu Chaomian and his wife were stunned.

In this era, no one would praise a woman so much, because it would be a bit of a hooliganism.

But do you think women like to hear this? There must be some people who like to hear it.

It's just that the compliment came so suddenly that the couple didn't react.

Although Song Huaji felt comfortable being flattered, she was not so easy to fall for.

And the words have already been spoken, there is no way she could slap her in the face, so...

"Qiangzi! It's useless for you to flatter me. My family needs to use the cart today and I can't borrow it."

Hearing this, Shu Zhiqiang glanced at Shu Chaomian and knew that Song Huaji was telling lies.

He shook his head and sighed, lifting the carp in his hand: "That's really a pity."

“I also know that helping is mutual, so it’s a bit embarrassing to keep borrowing a two-seater;

I happened to catch a few fish yesterday, and I originally wanted to give them to my uncle and aunt to try. "

Looking at the fresh carp, Song Huaji's pupils lit up.

Good guy, that's carp. It only costs a few cents per catty to sell it.

Look at that size, it’s only a pound, right?

Shu Zhiqiang saw Song Huaji's burning eyes, chuckled and turned away.

"Since I want to use my uncle's and aunt's cart, I'll go downstairs and borrow it from the Fu family."

When Song Huaji heard this, she became anxious and quickly ran forward and grabbed Shu Zhiqiang's arm.

"Qiangzi, Qiangzi, don't leave in a hurry yet."

The rice will not be harvested for several days, and it is still late to seep the rice seedlings, so there is no need for a cart.

The trolley she said she wanted to use at home, she just didn't want to lend it to Shu Zhiqiang.

But if fish were exchanged, the situation would be different.

The life of the village chief these days is not much better than that of others, so meat and fish smells are not common.

The children in his family have very little nutrition in their bodies and are as skinny as sticks.

If this can be a meal of braised fish or fish soup, that would be pretty good.

"Auntie, you can't borrow this cart. Why do you keep me?" Shu Zhiqiang looked at Song Huaji with a puzzled expression, while hiding the fish behind his back.

I can't give this fish to you for free. I have to keep it for borrowing the truck. "

With no more fish to be seen, Song Huaji could only retract her gaze and smile enthusiastically.

"Qiangzi, what are you talking about? What are you talking about?

I won't be using this cart for a few days. If you just said you wanted to use it now, can you still borrow it? "

Hearing this, Shu Chaomian could not help but shake his head.