hiss!

Because of the pain coming from the top of her head, Sangbai couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

Xia Yanqiu immediately asked with concern: "Does it hurt? Is my hands a little too heavy?"

"It's okay, it's okay!" Sang Bo said repeatedly.

After saying that, he raised his eyelids and looked at the people around him.

Sitting around Sangbai, Xia Yanqiu's family was naturally the one who had Xia's father, Xia's mother, and her two brothers.

Xia’s father’s name is Xia Shijie. He is a technical worker in a textile factory. He is at the level of technical backbone. To put it bluntly, he is the first-class technology, but he has no share in anything he can do. He is relatively square and has a solid job.

Xia’s mother’s name is Zhao Meiling. This name is too ordinary in this era. She is in her forties and is a warehouse security librarian in a textile factory.

Xia Yanqiu's two younger brothers, one is Xia Weiguo and the other is Xia Weijun, which is also the most common name in this era. If the surname Li and Wang are called these two names, it is probably difficult for teachers to name them when they were in school. It is almost the same as the children born in the late 1970s and early 1980s, and Li Wei.

Sang Bai was beaten up by two brother-in-law. Of course, Xia Yanqiu could not let him go back like this. She took him to the factory infirmary for a look, then took some medicine, and when she got home, she began to bandage Sang Bai and apply purple medicine.

While wiping, Xia Yanqiu complained about his two younger brothers: "You see, they beat him up."

"There is no more heavy, it just looks heavy. We didn't do it seriously, we just wanted to teach him a lesson!" Xia Weiguo muttered and said in a low voice.

This sentence immediately made Xia Yanqiu dissatisfied: "It's not so good, you see, half of your face has been swollen. If you arrive at the Public Security Bureau, you two will have to be closed for at least a few days, no light or heavy things..."

Hearing his daughter's nagging, Xia's father took a puff of cigarette, looked at his daughter who was busy bandaging the young man, and sighed in his heart: "You can't help but be a mother!"

Looking at where he had just gone, he couldn't stand others in his eyes. He scolded his younger brother, who looked like he was gritting his teeth.

"I asked them to say your brother, that little..."

Xia’s mother, Zhao Meiling, couldn’t stand it anymore. Why was her daughter like this? She wasn’t married yet. Look, she wanted to hold the man and wipe her tears.

Although the young man in front of him seemed to be beaten a little badly, Xia Ma couldn't stand it.

But Xia Ma knew that although this young man looked really good, what is the key? Rural household registration! Now this rural household registration is equivalent to writing a word on his face: Poor!

Especially if it is a young man in a mountain village, he will naturally become even poorer.

If it were from Shanwang Village, Zhao Meiling would never say that she would block her daughter and the young man, because although Shanwang Village is a mountain village, every household has skills and earns foreign exchange. Their treatment is only higher than their textile factory.

But what village does this young man come from in front of me? Listen! Liushuzhuang, she had never heard of this name before. After asking someone to inquire, she realized that the countryside daughters were unwilling to marry into this village.

"Auntie, my name is Sangbai, Mangbai, Mangbai, Mangbai's cypress," Sangbai said immediately.

As for the future mother-in-law, Sang Bo lowered his attitude when he spoke. He couldn't be in front of his mother-in-law when he was playing 25 years old. Isn't that a lack of root string?

"Oh, Xiaosang, don't blame me for being rude. My daughter has a serious urban household registration, and you are a rural household registration. My daughter married into your village and eats vegetables. Even if we endure it, can you, a big man, bear it? It's right to like a girl, but let a girl live a hard life with you, and live a life of half a year of porridge and half a year of vegetables..."

"Mom, what are you saying? Even if I eat braised vegetables, I am happy!" Xia Yanqiu was afraid that his mother would say something even more ugly, so she immediately interrupted her mother.

In the heart of a girl of eighteen or nineteen, love is bigger than the sky, and it was better in the feudal era. However, in the new society and new China, women's status is higher, so they naturally become more persistent in pursuing their own happiness. Of course, some of them became role models later, but in fact, most of the persistence eventually turned into two lines of tears of regret, which is also a normal life.

"Auntie, you're right!"

Sang Bai reached out and gently plucked Xia Yanqiu's arm to stop his daughter from talking.

When Zhao Meiling saw it, she became even more angry because she said something, her daughter could stand up to three words. Now the bad guy in front of her said something. Her daughter shut her mouth honestly and focused on helping the bad guy wipe the purple place on her arm. The concern in her eyes was almost turning into glue.

"Auntie, I know your concern. Whose daughter has not raised her with countless efforts? I know that I have a rural household registration, and I also know that the current rural people are equal to poor people. But you give me some time. Our Liushu Village has solved the problem of food and clothing. At least from this year, there is no problem with rice and white flour every meal. Waiting for next year, I will build a house. Without a two-story building, I will never have the face to propose marriage to you..." Sangbai said.

When Zhao Meiling heard this, she felt that this young man was still very angry.

One thing I have to say is that Sang Bai's appearance really made him take a big advantage. Even Zhao Meiling felt that the boy in front of her looked so bright. She had a quasi-national face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, wide nose, and a bright nose. She didn't dodge when she looked at people. She looked confident and calm. This was completely the look of a decent character in the movie.

If Sang Bo had not had a rural household registration, such a son-in-law would have been shown to Zhao Meiling's eyes. Zhao Meiling would have long shown off to her neighbors.

Zhao Meiling thought to herself at this moment: What a pity, why is such a clean and innocent young man with a rural household registration?

"It sounds nice, do you know how difficult it is to make a difference in society." Zhao Meiling looked at Sang Bai's eyes, and after saying that, she couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, Xia Yanqiu interrupted: "I believe Sang Bai. He is now giving the night principal to the Foreign Trade Bureau English class. I heard that many people from the county government have come to listen to the class. Dad, don't you teach yourself English? You can communicate with Sang Bai."

Xia Yanqiu didn't want to listen to her mother's nagging, so she changed the topic.

"You can still speak English?"

Xia Shijie was stunned for a moment and asked.

Seeing Sang Bai nodding, Xia Shijie asked again, "Who did you learn your English?"

Xia Shijie was a little suspicious. He had learned foreign languages, but the mainstream foreign languages ​​were Russian before, and he was also learning English by himself.

Xia Shijie is a person who loves learning. Although he is already in his forties this year, his enthusiasm for learning is still quite high. This is also the characteristic of intellectuals of this era. The so-called endless struggle for life.

It is a slogan for some people, but others carry it throughout their lives.

Sang Bai knew that he was going to carry out his "teacher" again, so he opened his mouth and said, "My teacher taught me that when I met him, I was..."

Soon, a pair of sage-like and fairy-like figures appeared in the minds of Xia Shijie and others. I have to say that this story has been told too much. Speaking of this, Sang Bai is a little doubtful whether his teacher is real.

Xia Shijie didn't say anything after hearing this, but Xia Shijie's two sons had stares in their eyes. They were seventeen or eighteen years old at the age of fantasy. When he heard Sang Bai say this, he immediately wished that this story would happen to him.

Not to mention the two children, even Zhao Meiling looked shocked.

Xia Shijie had seen many people, so he got up and returned to his bedroom, took out a book from the small bookshelf, returned to Sang Bo, and handed the book to Sang Bo.

"Open to page 80 and translate it for me."

When Sang Bai saw the book, he suddenly felt sad: "Uncle, this is a specialized book. I don't know some words at all. Usually, British and Americans can't get in touch with such large mechanical things."

After taking the book, Sang Bo knew what kind of book it was when he looked at the cover, because the cover was huge in English and it was published by the American Press in 1973.

Seeing that Sang Bai knew the English on the cover, Xia Shijie nodded: "It's okay, as much as you can understand, it's as much as you can."

So Sang Bai gritted his teeth and turned to the number of pages specified by his father-in-law, and began to read it. Every time he read a sentence in English, he thought about saying the translation for a while, and guessed the words he didn't know, and at the same time he told Xia Shijie that he guessed it himself.

After reading one or two short paragraphs, Xia Shijie realized that the young man in front of him was really not bragging, he really understood English, and his level seemed to be OK.

Sang Bai understood that the prospective father-in-law in front of him was gnawing on this thing, so he said in a terrible way: "Uncle, my master has left a large English-Chinese dictionary. If you need it, I will send it to you next time."

Xia Shijie waved his hand and said, "Forget it, you have to use it yourself."

Sang Bai naturally won’t be unpropossessed. The prospective father-in-law said you should use it too. In fact, it is equivalent to taking it over. Anyway, as long as it is not a righteous and stern rejection at this time, it is just that it is not a fool who knows that he will present it to the prospective father-in-law next time he comes.

I thought to myself that my father-in-law has something, so what will my mother-in-law give me?

Ladies' watch? No, this thing is too expensive. It's not that Sang Bai doesn't want to give it to you, but that he is not good at all. It's like Xia Shijie's family knows that they were born as an intellectual. Although the two prospective brother-in-law don't look like children from an intellectual family at all, Xia Shijie and Zhao Meiling don't look like shameless.

If it were such a kind of unqualified family, I would probably not be able to raise a girl like Xia Yanqiu who could make Sang Bai fall into it at a glance. Taking advantage of it has become a habit of selfish family, and with Sang Bai's temperament, she would not want to deal with it.

After thinking about it, Sangbai thought it would be a good idea to bring a bag of rice next time.

"Okay, I think the time is almost over. Xiaosang, you go back." Xia Shijie issued the order to suike.

When Sang Bai heard this, he immediately stood up and said, "Goodbye uncle and aunt."

After saying that, he bent his waist slightly, took two steps slightly before turning around.

Xia Yanqiu immediately followed when she saw this.

Sangbai signaled: "Stop sending it, the car is right at the door, and no one will hit me."

The next sentence is said in a low voice, and only Xia Yanqiu can hear it.

This made Xia Yanqiu laugh: "I think I'm still trying to beat you lightly!"
Chapter completed!