"We were introduced to each other." Chunyan pulled Cao Debao's arm to show intimacy and said with a smile.
"A blind date?"
It's a bit beyond Zhou Bingkun's expectation, but if you think about it carefully, it makes sense.
Cao Debao's family is very close to Guangzi Film and they belong to the same social circle. Someone introduced Cao Debao and Qiao Chunyan to go on a blind date, which is normal.
"Yes, you are all married, and I am not too young at this age. What's wrong with a blind date?"
Other young people may be coy when it comes to relationships, but Qiao Chunyan is different in this regard and behaves quite generously.
"Then how did you develop so fast?" Qianchao asked with a dark face.
"What else can I do? I dislike him, and he also dislikes me. We fell in love at first sight." Qiao Chunyan replied with a smile, showing a bit of pride.
"De Bao, tell me how you managed to catch Qiao Chunyan, our light-word film, Yi Zhi Hua?" Wu Qian continued to ask.
"Whatever you want to chase, that's all." Cao Debao replied perfunctorily with a dull face.
Cao Debao's reaction seemed much more normal, a little helpless and a little reluctant.
Based on Zhou Bingkun's understanding of Cao Debao, Cao Debao may like Chunyan, but he will definitely look down on the Qiao family.
Cao Debao's dream is to marry a distressed girl from a wealthy family, just like Zhou Bingyi.
When the young lady in distress recovers from her family, she can live a good life with herself.
Cao Debao's confidence lies in his good looks and talents.
The two were on a blind date, and even if Cao Debao fell in love with Qiao Chunyan, Debao would not be willing to have a relationship with Chunyan because of the conditions of the Qiao family.
The reluctance shown in Cao Debao's words was enough to show that Qiao Chunyan had resorted to tricks when it came to the relationship between the two of them.
When a woman pursues a man, Chunyan can use any tricks to trap Cao Debao.
"Of course, it was only after Cao Debao's repeated pursuit that I agreed to get along with him. Debao, am I right?"
"Yes, yes, yes." Cao Debao replied obediently. Just one week after the two met, Cao Debao had already made Chunyan tidy up.
Seeing Cao Debao's reluctance, Chunyan changed the subject: "Okay, don't talk about us, let's talk about you. What did you talk about when we weren't here?"
"We are talking about building half a house at home during the National Day."
"I'll listen too." Qiao Chunyan became interested.
"It means taking advantage of a little open space in front of the house, occupying a little space in the corridor, and building half a house." Guo Qing explained.
"This is a good idea. I can try it at home."
Among these people, Qiao Chunyan is one of the best in terms of shrewdness, courage, and action ability.
"This is a private construction." Zhou Bingkun reminded: "Chunyan, you have to think carefully. Now is the critical time for you to evaluate the city's pacesetters. Half a house or the city's pacesetters, you have to think carefully about which is more important.
Already."
If you want to be judged as a model and advanced, at least there should be no obvious stains in life.
If you get into trouble with your neighbors because of building half a house and lose the city's role model, it's not worth it.
"Then I'll think about it again."
Qiao Chunyan also hesitated. None of the three families could decide on the spot about building half a room.
Zhou Bingkun just remembered it and wanted to remind him that whether these families build houses or not has no impact on Zhou Bingkun.
It depends on these three families whether they will have a house to live in in the future.
After giving the reminder, Zhou Bingkun fulfilled his obligation to be a friend.
Only half a month later, Cao Debao and Chunyan held their wedding.
If two people get married after just three weeks of knowing each other, it is considered a flash marriage, whether now or decades later.
Just after ten o'clock, Li Suhua urged: "Bingkun, it's getting late, we should go to Chunyan's house."
Because Li Suhua also had a relationship with Aunt Qiao, all three members of the Zhou family attended Qiao Chunyan's wedding.
"Mom, why don't you go over first? Zheng Juan and I will go over later." Zhou Bingkun replied.
Li Suhua liked crowds of people, gatherings and chatting, so she went there in a hurry.
The Qiao family is recruiting a son-in-law this time, and Cao Debao will send it to his doorstep without having to pick him up. The wedding does not require help, so Zhou Bingkun will not go early.
"Then I'll go over first. I'll spend more time with you, Aunt Qiao. It's not too late for you to go over." Li Suhua confessed and went to Qiao's house first.
Zhou Bingkun stayed at home and listened to the radio. After a while, Guo Qing came over: "Bingkun, Bingkun, Debao has already arrived at Qiao's house, why haven't you gone to Qiao's house yet?"
Zhou Bingkun pulled a chair over and motioned for Guo Qing to sit down: "Chunyan doesn't need any help over there, so why rush there? There are many people in her house now, and when she goes there, there is no place to sit or stand.
It's better to rest by yourself. Are you here from Chunyan's house?"
"Well, I came from Chunyan's house. Marrying a wife is different from recruiting a son-in-law. I really couldn't find any work when I went to Chunyan's house, so I left Wu Qian there to accompany Chunyan, so I came out." Guoqing sat down.
said.
"De Bao can also stay at home and wait for us to pick him up. Isn't it because he doesn't want to?"
When Zhou Bingkun said this, he couldn't help but want to laugh. Cao Debao's heart is as high as the sky, and his life is as thin as paper.
Not to mention marrying a lady from an official family who is in trouble, I can't even marry a woman with just a piece of writing.
Being plotted by Qiao Chunyan, if you want to find a wife, you still need to get married.
The final stubbornness was to preserve a man's self-esteem and "marry" Cao Debao to the door himself without having to go to the Qiao family to pick him up.
"Bingkun, why do you think Cao Debao, a good man with a good job and the only son in the family, has to be a live-in son-in-law? Is the Tuqiao family's house really a little bigger than his?" Guo Qing asked.
road.
A macho man like Xiao Guoqing cannot understand why someone would be willing to be a door-to-door son-in-law.
"You are classmates, and you don't even know it. How could I know it?" Zhou Bingkun naturally couldn't explain the reason.
Cao Debao's willingness to marry into his wife must have been given some leverage by Qiao Chunyan.
The one-and-a-half-square-meter house in the Qiao family is not much bigger than the 20-square-meter house in the Cao family.
Not to mention that the house in Cao Debao's family is still a bungalow arranged by the government. Even if the brick house is smaller, it is of a higher grade than the adobe house with plain calligraphy.
Qiao Chunyan's wedding was the most trouble-free wedding that Zhou Bingkun had ever attended. All the steps were omitted, just go and have a meal.
After Qiao Chunyan got married, Cao Debao joined Zhou Bingkun's organization and mixed with the three of them.
Time flies so fast, two and a half years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Nothing major happened in the process. What was a bit special was that before Zhou Bingkun could report it, Shui Ziliu and Luo Shibin were arrested for speculation.
Zhou Bingkun could only send the collected evidence anonymously.
According to what Zhou Bingkun later learned, even with the evidence collected by Zhou Bingkun, Shui Ziliu and Luo Shibin were only sentenced to fifteen years, and the matter was still a bit imperfect.
It was the end of January 1976, which was also the end of the twelfth lunar month, and the Spring Festival was coming soon.
Counting from 1973, three more years have passed, and Zhou Zhigang can take another family leave.
Nothing went wrong this time, and Zhou Zhigang finally decided to go back to Jichun to visit relatives.
"Dong dong dong. Bingkun, get up quickly. Your dad has the train today. Get up and go to the station to pick up your dad."
First, I heard a knock on the door of the back room, and then I heard Li Suhua's shout.
"Oh my God, what time is it? It's still dark. You just won't let me sleep. Doesn't the child have to sleep too?" Zhou Bingkun replied.
Last year, Zheng Juan gave birth to the first third generation member of the Zhou family, a girl named Zhou Miaomiao.
Using her daughter as a shield was of no use, but she still couldn't stop Li Suhua from nagging: "Knowing that your daughter is still sleeping, you should wake up consciously and don't let me call you again."
At this time, for Li Suhua, her husband Zhou Zhigang, whom she had not seen for seven years, was more important than her granddaughter whom she could see every day.
"Okay, I'll get up right now."
He couldn't be more stubborn than Li Suhua, and Zhou Bingkun couldn't stay in bed, so he had to get up.
"Bingkun, let me get up too." Zheng Juan was naturally woken up by two people.
"Stop, sleep a little longer, and when the child wakes up, you can get up with the child."
Zhou Bingkun persuaded Zheng Juan to take care of a baby who was just over one year old. It was quite tiring.
After getting up, the first thing is to sign in to the system.
"System, sign in."
"Congratulations to the host for getting: one yuan in cash and one pound of toffee."
One dollar is not bad, it is a lot. Toffee is also good. You can keep it for your children when they are old enough to eat candies.
After Zhou Bingkun left the back room, Li Suhua asked in a low voice: "Bingkun, did you wake up the child just now?"
"Not awake." Zhou Bingkun replied and went out to use the toilet.
After returning from the toilet, Li Suhua prepared toothpaste and hot water for Zhou Bingkun: "Then you should quickly wash up and eat. After eating, go to the station."
"Mom, didn't my dad say it in his letter? The train doesn't arrive until noon. It's only six o'clock now. You want me to go to the station and wait all morning?"
After Zhou Bingkun washed his face, he said that even if he hadn't seen her husband for seven years, Li Suhua's performance was really exaggerated.
"Go if you are told to go. Mom has raised you for so many years, but she doesn't need you anymore?"
"Okay, I'll go to the station after dinner." Seeing that Li Suhua was really angry, Zhou Bingkun agreed.
In fact, it gets bright early enough in the Northeast. Even at seven o'clock in winter, it's already bright.
But Zhou Bingkun was kicked out of the house by Li Suhua at around six o'clock before dawn.
Li Suhua really doesn't understand the train thing, because people have to get on and off at every station. You can only arrive late, not early.
I got on my bicycle and went to the city library to spend the whole morning. Counting the time, Zhou Bingkun arrived at the train station at noon.
The train was delayed twenty minutes, and it was only at 12:30 that Zhou Bingkun saw Zhou Zhigang at the exit. He raised his hands and shouted: "Dad, dad, Zhou Zhigang!"
Zhou Zhigang walked up to Zhou Bingkun, looked at him for a few seconds, and then said slowly: "Bingkun, you have grown up."
"Have you grown up? I was only seventeen when you left. You have been away for seven years and have never come back once. You don't even recognize your own son, right?"
I have no problem with Zhou Zhigang not coming back to see his own Zhou Bingkun. But it would be too much for Zhou Zhigang not to come home and see his wife Li Suhua.
After hearing Zhou Bingkun's eccentric attitude, the feudal patriarch Zhou Bingkun couldn't stand this provocation: "I'm your father, why are you talking to me?"
"We haven't spoken to each other in so many years. I really don't remember how to talk to my dad." Zhou Bingkun continued to be weird.
Zhou Zhigang choked, took two deep breaths to calm himself down, and continued with his eyes widened: "Do you blame me for not coming back for so many years?"
"Shouldn't I be blamed?" Zhou Bingkun asked.
"It's because I don't want to come back. It was originally said that I could take a family leave once every two years, but because of the tight schedule of the project, it was changed to three years. I was supposed to take a leave during the Spring Festival of 1972, but when the project reached a critical stage, I pushed it back.
One year. This is all for national construction. Didn’t I write you a letter to explain to you?"
Zhou Zhigang said as if he was not understood and was very sad.
"The family visit leave can be postponed for a year. Why didn't you come back during the Spring Festival of 1973?" Zhou Bingkun asked calmly.
Feeling that he was justified, Zhou Zhigang's voice was even louder: "Didn't I write to tell you in a letter? I went to Guizhou to find your sister."
"Just because of that thing about abandoning your father and mother and running away with someone, you won't go home to see your wife? Do you know how my mother misses you at home? Do you know how much preparation my mother has made for you to come home?
, do you know how disappointed she is when you don’t come home? Do you know how many tears she shed thinking about you?”
Zhou Bingkun still spent a lot of time with Li Suhua and was close to Li Suhua, so he would instinctively feel wronged for Li Suhua.
Compared with Li Suhua, who was devoted to Zhou Zhigang, Li Suhua did not want to live alone after Zhou Zhigang was gone.
Zhou Zhigang really doesn't have much weight for Li Suhua in his heart. Even if Li Suhua becomes ill and becomes a vegetative state, Zhou Zhigang will not be very sad.
After listening to the previous words, Zhou Zhigang could no longer hear what Zhou Bingkun said, and directly roared: "That's your sister, how could you say that to her!"
Because Zhou Zhigang roared angrily, many people who came out to pick him up looked over. They really didn't want to be embarrassed by being watched, so Zhou Bingkun decided to make a temporary truce:
"This is at the station. I don't want to argue with you here. Let's talk about it when we go home."
After saying that, Zhou Bingkun helped Zhou Zhigang carry his luggage and went home to visit relatives. Zhou Zhigang brought back a lot of things in large and small bags.
"I don't need you to help me carry it, and I don't need you to pick it up. I'll go back by myself."
Zhou Zhigang had a bad temper and walked towards the bus stop by himself.
Zhou Zhigang wanted to take a car home by himself, but of course Zhou Bingkun would not force him.
Watching Zhou Zhigang get on the tram, Zhou Bingkun went to the parking lot and got on his bicycle and rode home faster than Zhou Zhigang went home.
"Bingkun, where is your dad? Didn't he receive someone?"
On a very cold day, Li Suhua was still waiting outside. When she saw Zhou Bingkun coming back alone on his bicycle, he asked in surprise.
"We received someone, but my dad didn't want to ride a bicycle. He took the tram by himself, and I rode back by myself." After Zhou Bingkun finished speaking, he saw Li Suhua walking out of the yard, so he asked: