I went on a blind date with the wrong person and got married to a pig farmer.

Yang Cheng rode his electric bike for forty minutes and it was already half past eleven when he returned to Yangyang Village.

At the foot of the mountain, I saw Brother Niu coming back from herding sheep. He should be going down the mountain to have dinner at this time. Brother Niu also saw Yang Cheng.

"Orange, are you going on another blind date today?" Brother Niu shouted from a distance, biting his back teeth.

Normally Yang Cheng wore a gray coat, but as soon as she wore this white dress, you knew that Yang Cheng was going on a blind date again.

Why, why hasn’t Chengzi accepted me after all these years? Liu Er who raises ducks, Asan who herds cattle, today I heard from Yang Cheng’s mom that he met Dong Da who raises pigs. You are willing to go on blind dates with all of them, but you just don’t give me a chance!

Yang Cheng naturally had no idea what was going on in Aniu's mind. At the moment, she just wanted to rush back to the mountain to feed the chickens.

"Brother Aniu, good afternoon. Have you eaten? Me neither, hehe..." After saying that, he did not stop, rode past Brother Aniu, and rode a long way away.

Ah Niu looked at Yang Cheng's receding back and muttered angrily: "Anyway, every time you go on a blind date, it will definitely be me. I will keep waiting!"

Not long after, Yang Cheng finally reached the halfway point of the mountain. As soon as she stopped the electric bike, she saw two chicks frolicking on the flat ground. They had secretly run out of the chicken coop. When they saw Yang Cheng coming, they rushed over to peck at her shoes, as they knew they had seen their meal ticket.

Yang Cheng ignored him, bent down, picked up a chicken with one hand, and threw it back into the chicken coop. He was so tired that he changed into this outfit first.

After putting on his dusty work clothes again, Yang Cheng walked to the door of the chicken coop. Before he opened the door of the chicken coop, he heard the sounds of "cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo" and "cluck, cuckoo". Yang Cheng was familiar with this sound. His mother must have been lazy again.

Sure enough, when Yang Cheng entered the chicken coop, she saw a large group of chickens running towards her. They were so numerous that it was as if Yang Cheng had seen a movie star. Yang Cheng could not move her feet. More chickens were swarming behind her, and some of them walked too fast and made "clang" sounds when they were stepped on.

There was a two-meter-high hut built near the door of the cages in the chicken coop, which was used to store feed. Yang Cheng walked in and found that there were only two bags of feed left out of the five bags piled at the door in the morning. No wonder the chickens were so hungry. He knew that his mother was being lazy and must have hidden somewhere to play cards again.

Yang Cheng dragged bags of chicken feed onto the hand-pushed flatbed cart. Each bag of chicken feed weighed 40 kilograms. In the past few years, Yang Cheng had to hold it with both hands to carry it. After several years of skilled operation, he can now drag it with one hand. His strength has increased, but he has more calluses on his hands.

The feed was gradually pulled to the five feeding points on the mountain. The snakeskin bags were cut open and the feed was scattered. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when all this was done.

"Cuckoo... Cuckoo... Cuckoo..." The chickens were full, but Yang Cheng was hungry. He was so busy that he forgot to eat.

Yang Cheng pounded his aching waist. He felt a little dizzy from not eating and didn't want to cook. There was still some noodles left from the morning, so he heated them up on the stove and ate them casually.

Yang Cheng was so tired that he climbed up to the small attic after eating his noodles and fell asleep soon after.

On a spring afternoon, the sun is warm, with a gentle breeze blowing the green branches. Occasionally, a bird flies across the sky, leaving behind a string of chirping sounds.

When Yang Cheng woke up, it was already dark. He could hear the chickens clucking from the chicken coop not far away. It was time to feed the chickens again.

Is Yang Cheng tired of doing the same work every day? Of course she is tired, but her dream is the driving force that keeps her going.

When she was very young, her father died in a car accident, leaving behind ten-year-old Yang Cheng, her fifteen-year-old brother Yang Shu, and her mother who cried all day long.

After the pillar of the family fell, Yang Cheng's mother washed vegetables at the vegetable processing factory at the foot of the mountain during the day, and took clothes from the garment factory at night and cut the threads under the dim white woven lamp.

As for Yang Cheng and his sister, they would pick up mineral water bottles, broken iron sheets, discarded cardboard boxes...anything that could be sold would be brought home.

For more than 20 years, the family has been crowded in this shabby little attic. When it rains, drizzle falls all around the room. Fortunately, the family is optimistic. No matter how poor and hard the days are, good days will come if they work hard.

Later, the family built a new house at the foot of the mountain, and the brother Yang Shu got married and had a child; Yang Cheng was admitted to university as she wished, and after graduation she returned to her hometown without hesitation to start a business. Yangyang Village was the hometown where she was born and raised, and she was reluctant to leave.

After several years of hard work, Yang Cheng paid off her loan and finally had some savings. Her dream is to buy a house in the city and have a home of her own.

After feeding the chickens for the last time of the day, eating and taking a shower, Yang Cheng lay down in her little attic again, looking out the window. There was a crescent moon and a few stars in the sky.

Yang Cheng felt happy, as it was another beautiful day. He reached out to take the novel on the bedside table to read, and as he touched it he felt a hard cardboard shell.

It turned out to be her canvas bag. She unzipped it puzzledly and a red notebook came into view.

Yay! I got married today!

Yang Cheng just remembered that she was already married. She opened the marriage certificate and looked at Qin Che in the photo, observing him carefully in the dim light.

She could tell during the day that this was a very handsome man. In the photo, he had sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips with a faint smile.

Yang Cheng smiled foolishly while holding the marriage certificate.

With a career and a family, Yang Cheng feels very happy and satisfied.

I picked up my phone and prepared to send a message to Qin Che, but I realized that we were in such a hurry when we left during the day that we didn't even leave each other our numbers. I was so careless.

It’s not a good idea to ask the matchmaker for the number so late at night, so just come tomorrow.

Just then, my cell phone rang. It was my mother calling, and she must be asking about the blind date during the day.

"Mom, I have something to tell you..." Quickly tell her the good news of your marriage.

But he was interrupted before he could finish his words.

"My daughter, I'm so mad! I'm so mad! Just now your Aunt Liu called me and told me that the pig farmer boy who was supposed to meet you today didn't show up. Not only did he not show up, but he also complained!"

"What did you say?" Yang Cheng was puzzled. Didn't they see each other during the day?

Yang Cheng's mother continued to talk to herself, "I guess he dislikes you for raising chickens. Your Aunt Liu said that she secretly went to the mountain to see you this morning and happened to see you carrying feed! She was scared away by your back!"

"What!?"

Ran away? Didn't come? Yang Cheng's hair was disheveled in the wind, and she looked down at the marriage certificate in her hand.

I got the wrong partner and married the wrong person! Then who is this person called Qin Che?

Finish!

犊！

child!