Rebirth 1979: Marrying a poor girl at the beginning

Lin Zhengjun didn't know that the Wei family was going to do something weird again. That morning, he went to the supply and marketing cooperative of the commune to buy food and drinks.

Zhao Xueruo has completed the formalities and will be returning to the city tomorrow. Tonight, the educated youth will have a dinner together to celebrate.

Although Zhao Xueruo said she would treat everyone, Lin Zhengjun knew that she was not well off, so he came over to buy some ingredients for the dinner.

Besides, the masked man did not show up, and Zhao Xueruo returned to the city safely immediately. Lin Zhengjun felt relieved, so he also wanted to celebrate.

The supply and marketing cooperative of Qingshan Commune was no different from ordinary houses, with three rooms with adobe walls and thatched roofs.

It is just a little taller, and has a half-meter-high circle of blue bricks around the base of the wall. Locally, this way of building a house is called "hard wrapped soft" or "half-pants".

The shopping environment is not even a little bit worse than that of the supply and marketing cooperative in the county town.

This was the first time that Lin Zhengjun came to the commune supply and marketing cooperative to purchase goods after his rebirth.

During this period, he went to the county town every two or three days and bought things there.

"Comrade, what would you like to order?"

Seeing that Lin Zhengjun was wearing Dacron and blue khaki pants, carrying a brand new canvas shoulder bag, and riding a brand new Phoenix 28-bar bicycle, the salesperson immediately put away his usual arrogance and asked with a smile.

"Give me five bottles of liquor, two pounds of fatty pork, and two packs of Daqianmen cigarettes..." Lin Zhengjun started his lavish shopping spree again, shocking the salesperson.

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When he returned to Hewan Brigade, Lin Zhengjun saw Da Ming He Fengying picking cucumbers and eggplants with her two children in their private plot by the river on the river bank.

Seeing that there was no one around, Lin Zhengjun stopped his bicycle and said with a smile: "Da Mingbai, come here, I have something to tell you!"

"Three work points, what's the matter?" He Fengying moved her hair to cover her forehead, twisted her waist, and walked over with the basket.

Lin Zhengjun looked at the wound on her forehead and asked with a smile, "What happened? Were you beaten by Wei Shanhu?"

"What kind of fight? I just bumped into it accidentally."

"Don't pretend. Your forehead may be bruised, but was that red slap mark on your face also caused by a bruise? You bruised it very accurately!"

"It's none of your business!" He Fengying rolled her eyes at him.

“I just can’t figure it out!”

Lin Zhengjun smiled and said, "Why are you still living with Wei Shanhu, who has a bad temper? Wei Shanlin is well-educated and well-mannered. Wouldn't it be nice if you divorced him and lived with Teacher Wei?"

He Fengying turned pale with fear. She covered Lin Zhengjun's mouth with her hand and whispered anxiously, "You are courting death! Keep your voice down!"

"I whispered and took my hand away. It smelled like chicken manure."

"Bullshit, what's that chicken manure smell? I just washed my hands with soap!" He Fengying patted Lin Zhengjun's shoulder and said coquettishly.

Lin Zhengjun lowered his voice and said, "I understand. Is there something the Wei family has on you that's why you don't dare to divorce? Tell me, maybe I can help you!"

"Don't mind your own business!"

He Fengying's face showed a trace of panic, and she said angrily: "What kind of divorce is this? I'm old, and my children are grown up, so I'll just make do with it. Isn't this how people in the countryside spend their lives fighting and quarreling?"

"I understand. You are middle-aged and still charming. You are just over 30 years old. You still have a long time to go!" Lin Zhengjun said with a smile.

"Zhengjun is different. He is knowledgeable, cultured, and good at talking. No wonder Tang Zhiqing is so fascinated by you!"

He Fengying blushed slightly, stretched out her hand and pinched Lin Zhengjun's crotch, saying angrily: "Don't give me any love potions in the future, otherwise, I will tell Tang Zhiqing!"

"She won't believe you!"

"Zhengjun, they are freshly picked and very crisp. Give them to Tang Zhiqing to eat!"

He Fengying stuffed a few melons into Lin Zhengjun's bag. A trace of melancholy flashed across her eyes. She sighed and said, "Say sorry to Tang Zhiqing for me."

"In the past few years, I have been unhappy, and I like to take my anger out on these kids. But now I think about it, they are just as pitiful as me..."

"Tang Xiaofu is very magnanimous. She won't blame you. After all, you knelt down to apologize!" Lin Zhengjun laughed heartlessly.

"Don't mention it. Actually, I had a reason for mocking her that day!"

He Fengying smiled bitterly: "Wei Shanhu often plotted with his two brothers against the female educated youth like Tang Xiaofu. He had very bad intentions. So, when I saw Tang Xiaofu and the others dressed up beautifully, I was not only jealous, but also angry in my heart. I thought they were stupid. In the countryside, being beautiful is not a good thing..."

"Haha, you seem to have a deep understanding of this point..." Lin Zhengjun smiled meaningfully.

He Fengying's eyes were filled with panic: "In short, tell your beautiful wife to be careful and not dress so conspicuously, otherwise, nothing good will happen! Well, it's time to go home and cook. I'm leaving!" After that, she hurried away with her two children.

She really knew the inside story!

However, what was her weakness that the Wei family exploited... Lin Zhengjun looked at He Fengying's back and his brows gradually furrowed.

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Lin Zhengjun returned home, handed the ingredients and white wine to Tang Xiaofu, and said with a smile: "Do you want me, the chef, to personally cook for you for the dinner party tonight?"

Tang Xiaofu smiled and said, "No need, you still have to make sesame candy. There are many of us educated youth, so it's fun to cook together!"

Tang Xiaofu carried the net bag and went to the educated youth center, while Lin Zhengjun continued to make sesame candy. When night fell, he rode his bicycle to the educated youth center at the village entrance.

He didn't notice that two figures suddenly flashed out from the grove behind the Lin family's house, stared at Lin Zhengjun with shifty eyes, and then disappeared.

When we arrived at the educated youth site, the educated youth had already gathered together and the table was filled with snacks, meals and liquor.

In Lin Zhengjun's opinion, these people's cooking skills are just average and far worse than his own.

However, there is nothing to be picky about. The food is not about whether it is good or bad. What is most important is who you eat with.

"The regular army is here, hurry up and sit down!"

"He's an expert in sideline production. Look how well he feeds our Tang Xiaofu. She's so plump and white!"

"Zhengjun, thank you for buying so many delicious foods and drinks for our party!"

Xiao Wenhua took the initiative to give up his seat and let Lin Zhengjun and Tang Xiaofu sit next to them. The other educated youth also greeted them enthusiastically.

Before this, Lin Zhengjun was a second-rate person in the village and no one looked up to him, but this group of educated youth thought he was knowledgeable and cultured, and they could talk to him and get along well with him.

In addition, Lin Zhengjun had recently made money, bought a bicycle, and started building a big tiled house, so in the eyes of the educated youth, he seemed even more attractive.

Lin Zhengjun smiled and said, "Thank you Comrade Zhao Xueruo for the invitation. I'm late!"

"Welcome Comrade Lin Zhengjun. All right, everyone is here for the dinner!"

As the initiator of this dinner and the leader of the educated youth point, Zhao Xueruo raised her glass and said with a smile: "Comrades, in order to respond to the call of the country, we, the educated youth from all corners of the country, came to the Hewan Brigade with the ideal of fighting against heaven and earth."

"We actively participated in agricultural production and have been trained and grown in both physical fitness and in the transformation of our world outlook and spiritual will. We have cultivated the good qualities of hard work, endurance, diligence and thrift, and teamwork, and have strengthened our relationship with the masses and our feelings for the farmers in the countryside..."

Zhao Xueruo's passionate speech drew warm applause from everyone.

Lin Zhengjun also smiled and clapped softly.

In the three years since she went to the countryside to work as a sent-down youth, Zhao Xueruo has always been optimistic, open-minded and positive. No matter how hard or tired she is, she is always full of passion to fight against the world.

But who would have thought that such a tragedy would happen before she returned to the city.

In her previous life, she had been depressed and gloomy for several years. The background of her life was dark and her personality became more and more eccentric, paranoid and cynical.

Including her later path of economic crime, tracing the root cause, it was all closely related to the scars in her heart.

After Zhao Xueruo finished her speech, everyone started eating and the dinner officially began.

The young people gathered together, full of passion. Lin Zhengjun bought enough wine and pork, so everyone drank and ate meat to their heart's content, clinking glasses and having a great time.

Lin Zhengjun was also infected by this enthusiasm and drank a lot of wine.

When the wine was half drunk, Zhao Xueruo picked up the cup and said with a smile: "I wish Lin Zhengjun and Tang Xiaofu a long and happy marriage and a son soon!"

Everyone started to make a noise.

Tang Xiaofu blushed, slapped Zhao Xueruo, and said angrily, "What are you talking about? We haven't even gotten married yet, and you're going to have a baby. Isn't that harming me?"

Everyone burst into laughter and the party reached its climax again.

Everyone was drinking heavily. Xiao Wenhua even drank so much that he slipped under the table. The other educated youths were also staggering.

I don't know who proposed it, but everyone wrote a poem to commemorate the life in the countryside in those years, and it immediately received a warm response from everyone.