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

Yang Cheng disagreed when he heard Dong Xiaomei's words.

"Women should have their own careers. If you have something to do, your life will be fulfilling. And,"

Yang Cheng paused and said, "If I don't work, I will have to ask men for money. I can't say this. Anyway, whether we are married or not, we women have to be independent.

Isn't it the same with Ouyang Cuihua? Did she spend any of Tie Niu's money before she started dating him? "

Dong Xiaomei shook her head.

"No, Tieniu treated Cuihua to stinky tofu and Cuihua went AA with him."

"You see, later on, Tie Niu was completely devoted to Cui Hua. It wasn't just because he liked Cui Hua's looks, but more because of her strong and independent character."

After being fed a mouthful of inspirational words by Yang Cheng, Dong Xiaomei suddenly understood.

"Oh, I'm still too superficial. When I read this novel, I only focused on the interaction between the two of them and didn't appreciate its deeper meaning. I'm going to read it again when I get back!

I also want to be an independent woman!"

Suddenly Dong Xiaomei thought of something and slammed the table.

Zhu Dachang and Dong Dabao's straw papers flew up in the air as a result of the shock.

"Last night, Brother Wei treated me to a bowl of jelly, and he paid for it! Maybe he has already begun to despise me in his heart."

The more Dong Xiaomei thought about it, the more impatient she became. As she packed her things, she muttered:

"I...I want to find Brother Wei. I want to give him two dollars!"

"are you crazy!"

Dong Dabao was so startled by the sound of someone slapping the table that he even wrote his words incorrectly.

"We men are not as stingy as you think, okay? Will you go bankrupt if you spend two dollars? Aunt Zhu is asking you to wash the vegetables!"

Yang Cheng felt that Dong Xiaomei was too proactive, but two dollars was really not a big deal, and that was not what she meant just now.

A woman’s independence has little to do with men. We women should always have our own selves, maintain our independence, and not rely on anyone. This is called independence.

She held Dong Xiaomei's hand.

"Don't worry, I believe that Brother Wei is willing to spend these two dollars on you because he likes you. If you pay him back, he will think that you don't like him."

The last sentence is key.

Dong Xiaomei immediately put down what she was holding, crossed her legs, and continued to recite the poem.

Zhu Dachang didn't know about Dong Xiaomei and Wei Qianfan. After listening to their conversation just now, he felt like he had eaten something fishy.

"How far have you and Brother Wei developed? He is the most handsome man in our factory. It's Sister Dong who is so charming that she can win over all the handsome men in our factory."

Dong Xiaomei immediately became more energetic. "We can just chat, play games, and occasionally hold hands!"

"So fast! They even pulled their hands together!"

Yang Cheng was shocked. They just met last night and they were already holding hands. This speed was comparable to a rocket launch.

"I haven't been doing it for a long time, just for a little while."

Dong Xiaomei showed a rare shy look on her face and her tone became softer.

"So, can I become an uncle by the end of the year?"

Dong Xiaomei: "Haha, my son is old enough to cook, but you still don't have a partner."

Dong Dabao: "Is it great to have a partner?"

The two started arguing again.

Zhu Dachang did not attend the class this time. He was copying the last page, and sparks were coming out of the tip of his pen.

A few minutes later.

"Oh yeah! I've finished copying it once, and I'll copy it again tomorrow. I'll leave first, brother, my pigs are waiting for me to feed them."

"my God!"

Dong Dabao was about to cry. He had only copied half of it. It would take him at least 4 or 5 in the afternoon to finish copying the whole book.

Dong Xiaomei also said she was leaving and the dishes from lunch had not been washed yet.

Yang Cheng saw her stand up quickly and walk steadily. The sound of her high heels clicking was very rhythmic. She was completely different from the shaky steps she had in the first two days.

It seems that Dong Xiaomei has a talent for wearing high heels, and Yang Cheng feels inferior to her.

Yang Cheng, who was wearing a modified version of low-heeled shoes, was also about to leave. She was so bored that she wanted to go to the wild vegetable department to gossip about the progress of Li Qiang and Xiao Fang's relationship.

When they arrived at the wild vegetable digging department, Yang Cheng found that Li Qiang had no energy at all today. He was like a wilted cabbage, with his head drooping.

"Xiaofang said I dislike her fatness, but I really like chubby, thick girls like her. They look healthy and very cute."

Yang Cheng didn't know how to explain to him that it was a taboo to use words like "fat" or "rough" to describe girls.

"Don't praise her like this next time. It's too direct. Girls like to be more subtle..."

"How can you be so reserved?"

"Just say, Xiaofang, you have a round face and big eyes. You are very cute. I like cute girls like you."

Li Qiang frowned and shook his head after listening to what Yang Cheng said.

"Xiaofang's face is not round, but chubby, and her eyes are not very big, but a little round.

I can't praise her, I'll just be honest, she is really fat, and I like fat girls.

I can’t say anything else. So, I really can’t lie. If I lie, I can’t help sneezing, and if I sneeze, my nose will run…”

Yang Cheng: “…”

"Why don't you just wear a mask, idiot?"

Li Gang, who was watching a TV series, suddenly said something.

"Xiaofang won't be able to see my handsome face when I put on the mask!" Li Qiang yelled.

Yang Cheng: “…”

Ah Dai: “Hmm? Hmm?…………”

Li Gang: "Do you know that the people in the factory think you are my brother? You are in your twenties but have the face of a man in his thirties. Where is your face? Do you still have any face?"

"I'm the mature and steady uncle type, and Xiaofang said she likes this kind of uncle relationship."

Yang Cheng couldn't help it, she interrupted, "Don't you say you don't lie? What's the matter with your fake onychomycosis certificate?"

"Uh...it's written on paper, so it doesn't count as a lie."

Yang Cheng: “…”

Yang Cheng: "In that case, next time you see Xiaofang, don't compliment her appearance, but praise her inner qualities, such as her kindness, bravery, talent, etc."

Li Qiang thought it made sense. When judging a person, one should not only look at their appearance, but also their inner qualities are also important.

“I understand. Next time I will praise her inner qualities.

Oh, women, why are you so hard to deal with? "

Yang Cheng's face was filled with black lines.

"You can go and learn from Wei Qianfan next door..."

"Oh, my idol, I forgot I could find him... OK, I'll go study for a while."

Inspired, Li Qiang dropped the kitchen knife in his hand and ran excitedly to the feces cleaning department.

A-Dai picked up his kitchen knife and continued to help him “chop, chop, chop…”

Yang Cheng squatted down and said to Ah Dai:

"A-Dai, my chicken farm will reopen in half a month. Do you want to stay here or come back to Yangyang Village with me?"