Siheyuan: Eastern Qigong Master

"Yes! Who are you looking for?" The old man took the cigarette with a smile on his face.

"Where is Qin Huairu's home?" Yi Zhonghai said with a smile.

Ning Xiaoming took out two pieces of candy and handed them to the two children.

"Big brother, I know where Sister Huairu is. I'll take you there." The eight-year-old boy took the candy and was very happy.

"Thanks!"

"You're welcome."

The little boy happily led the way.

We arrived at Qin Huairu’s farmyard.

A dilapidated farmyard.

There is a fence in front, inside which is a small courtyard, and then a mud brick house with three rooms.

The tiled house is very tall, with the living room in the middle and rooms on the left and right. One room can be divided into two rooms.

"Uncle San, there are guests visiting." The little boy shouted loudly.

The little boy was very experienced and seemed to often bring outsiders into the village to look for people.

A white-haired old man, wearing a linen robe and holding a pipe, came out.

Looking at this old man, it can be seen that this little boy has a high seniority in the village.

"Who are you?" Uncle Qin looked suspicious.

Don’t you remember Yi Zhonghai and Ning Xiaoming?

"Uncle San, have a cigarette!" Yi Zhonghai smiled and handed Uncle Qin a cigarette.

Uncle Qin took the cigarette with a smile and looked at Yi Zhonghai with suspicion?

"Uncle San, I'm a worker at the steel rolling mill." Yi Zhonghai handed his work ID to Uncle Qin.

Uncle Qin looked suspicious, took a look at his work permit and shook his head.

"I can't read! You guys are?"

"We came from the city specifically to propose marriage!" Yi Zhonghai wanted to chat with Uncle Qin before he spoke.

Uncle Qin had no intention of asking them to come in, so he got straight to the point.

Uncle Qin frowned.

Qin Huairu went to the city for a blind date, but it ended unpleasantly.

Everything had been agreed upon, and if Jia Zhang hadn't changed her mind, she would have given a betrothal gift of ten yuan, but she ended up going back on her word and only giving five yuan.

Unexpectedly, He Yuzhu, the young man who accompanied Jia Dongxu to welcome the bride, was willing to give a betrothal gift of ten yuan. A fight broke out in Qinjia Village and he became a laughing stock in Qinjia Village.

Today, another man from the city came to propose marriage. Uncle Qin has a good temper, otherwise he would have chased him away with a broom.

Yi Zhonghai saw that Uncle Qin’s smile froze and smiled awkwardly.

"This is my son. I'm here to propose marriage to him. If it works out, I'll give you the betrothal gifts right away and get the marriage certificate in the city right away. I won't delay!"

Uncle Qin squinted his eyes because he had presbyopia, so he could only see Ning Xiaoming's tall figure, but could not see what he looked like clearly.

"How much do you think you can give as a gift?"

"How much do you think is appropriate? We come here with sincerity and will try our best to meet your requirements!" Yi Zhonghai asked instead of answering?

"First of all, my granddaughter wants to see if she likes your son. If so, she needs at least 20 yuan as a betrothal gift." Uncle Qin said seriously.

"No problem." Not twenty yuan, even if it's two hundred yuan, as long as Qin Huairu is willing to marry, Yi Zhonghai will raise the amount.

"Niuwazi, go call Huairu back, and call Huairu's parents back as well." Uncle Qin hesitated for a while, but still said to the little boy who was leading the way.

"I know where they are."

Niu Wazi was very happy!

Yi Zhonghai took out a dime and handed it to Niu Wazi.

"Thank you, uncle!" Niu Wazi was overjoyed and ran away immediately.

"Sit inside!" Uncle Qin saw Yi Zhonghai coming on a bicycle.

Nowadays, people who own bicycles have particularly good living conditions, so they let Ning Xiaoming and the others into the house.

"Uncle Qin, let me do it." Ning Xiaoming entered the living room and saw Uncle Qin pouring tea. He immediately went over and took the earthenware pot.

Uncle Qin showed a look of surprise. Due to his presbyopia, his vision was a little blurry, but he could still see that Ning Xiaoming was good-looking.

Since he respects the elderly so much, he has some favorable impression of Ning Xiaoming.

But the old man didn't make the decision unless Qin Huairu liked the young man.

Yi Zhonghai took out some melon seeds and candies and put them on the dining table.

The living room in the countryside does not have a sofa or coffee table, but only an octagonal table.

"Young comrade, what's your name? Where do you work?" Uncle Qin began to inquire about Ning Xiaoming's background.

"Third uncle! Excuse me, my surname is Yi and my given name is Zhonghai. I'm from the Red Star Steel Mill in Sijiu City and I'm a seventh-level fitter. My son has just graduated and will soon go to work in the steel mill." Yi Zhonghai said cunningly.

Nowadays, no one will marry a city dweller who doesn’t have a job. They are just street vagrants and gangsters.

If you are a businessman and want to propose marriage in the countryside, you must have an introduction from an acquaintance, otherwise you will have no credibility.

It would be different if I had a job.

When Uncle Qin heard Yi Zhonghai claim to be a seventh-level fitter, he was in awe!

After all, the man introduced to Qin Huairu was just a first-level fitter, which was quite impressive. He earned more than 20 yuan. The income of their entire family was not as good as that of a first-level fitter.

After asking about Yi Zhonghai's family situation, Uncle Qin was very satisfied. However, he didn't know whether Qin Huairu would like this young man.

There was a sound of chaotic footsteps coming in.

Two middle-aged men and a middle-aged woman walked in with a blooming girl.

The girl's face flushed, she was shy and beautiful. She hid behind the woman, but couldn't help but peek at Ning Xiaoming.

Ning Xiaoming was not shy. As soon as Qin Huairu appeared, he looked at her intently.

Want to see what Qin Huairu looks like?

"Is this Bai Yueguang Thirteenth Aunt? She is so beautiful."

Qin Huairu has regular facial features, big watery eyes, a pretty face with a malnourished complexion, and fair skin that is a little yellow, affecting her beauty. Even so, the beautiful girls in the city will pale in comparison to Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu was shy, dodging and lowering her head. Even if you looked carefully, you couldn't see her clearly. Ning Xiaoming felt that Qin Huairu was very beautiful, and he fell in love with her at first sight. He decided to marry her.

"This is the village chief of our village, this is my son, my daughter-in-law, and this is Qin Huairu!" Uncle Qin introduced them one by one.

"Hello!" Yi Zhonghai stood up, shook hands with the village chief, and nodded and smiled at Qin Huairu's parents.

Ning Xiaoming didn't say anything, but smiled as he took the cigarette from Yi Zhonghai, passed it to the village chief and Qin Huairu's father, and finally passed one to Uncle Qin.

He took a handful of candy and handed it to Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu lowered her head, her face flushed, but she still reached out to take the candy and glanced at Ning Xiaoming.

The village chief was Qin Huairu's uncle. He sat down and started asking about the household registration.

Yi Zhonghai handed his work permit to the village chief.

The village chief took the work permit and looked surprised when he saw the contents inside.

“Yi Zhonghai?”

"Yes." Yi Zhonghai nodded and smiled.

"Uncle, why are you here?" Qin Huairu recognized Yi Zhonghai only at this moment.

Yi Zhonghai is Jia Dongxu's master. Qin Huairu went on a blind date, so she naturally knew about Yi Zhonghai's existence.

"Huai Ru, do you know her?" Uncle Qin looked surprised.