After the marriage, the strong beauty became rich and busy raising children

As the baby of the family, Guan Ruijie had never done any housework before. However, thanks to the promise of his eldest sister and the guidance and help of his second sister, he gradually became more and more adept at it and the arrangements became more and more tidy.

After more than an hour, they finally organized the firewood, and Guan Ruijie also took the initiative to sweep the backyard.

It was already past nine o'clock, there was no movement in the village, and the shops had all closed. Guan Youshuang gave her brother a handful of candy and promised to take him to buy a gun early the next morning.

*

Materials Department of County Hydropower Bureau.

Gu Errong was still busy writing. Xie Yuanhang yawned repeatedly and asked him when he would get off work.

"You go back first. I haven't finished writing yet. I'll sleep in the office tonight."

"Not really. You haven't had any rest this week. Come on, it will be the same if you come early tomorrow."

"No, I want to take a leave tomorrow afternoon. I have to finish this report tonight. Please help me check it tomorrow morning. If there is no problem, I will hand it in."

"Aren't you getting married next Thursday? Why are you asking for leave so early? Are you missing your wife?"

"Go to hell." Gu Errong's ears turned red, as if his secrets had been exposed. "I went back early to pack my things. My brother hasn't come back yet. My dad, as you know, broke his back."

He was telling the truth, but—

Ever since he met Guan Youshuang today, that pretty figure has been lingering in front of his eyes. He seemed to be staring at the information in the afternoon, but he didn't know what he was writing after writing so much. He even accidentally wrote Guan Youshuang's name when filling in a data.

This is the first time I've lost my composure like this.

Fortunately, Xie Yuanhang didn’t know all this, otherwise who knows how people would laugh at him.

Gu Errong forced himself to calm down.

Since there was no one in the office on weekends, Xie Yuanhang made a pot of tea and smoked boldly.

the phone is ringing.

It’s Gu Errong’s mother Wang Huiying again.

She said Li Jingping said that the tricycle was temporarily borrowed by a relative and asked them to find another car to welcome the bride as soon as possible.

"You said it's urgent, where can we find him?" Wang Huiying said angrily and anxiously, "What kind of people are they? They change their minds immediately. We had a good agreement at the beginning, but your father even gave him a pack of Hongtashan cigarettes."

Gu Errong didn't have time to speak.

Wang Huiying continued, "Rong'er, why do I feel that this marriage is not going to go smoothly? How about we postpone it for a while? I just took the birth date of the eldest daughter of the Guan family to your third grandfather at the village head and had it calculated. He said that this month is not suitable for marriage, but there is an auspicious day in August."

"Mom, don't be superstitious. Don't worry about the wedding car. I'll find a way."

"What can you do? There is only one tricycle in the village. You can't use a broken cart to pick up the bride."

"Mom, don't worry. I'll be back tomorrow afternoon. When will my brother and sister-in-law come back?"

"They just called and said the factory won't pay their wages until tomorrow, so they can't come back until the day after tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Gu Errong pinched his eyebrows.

In their village, people used to use donkeys to get married, but in the past two years, when people's living conditions have improved, they started using bicycles. This year, Li Jingping from the village earned some money while working outside and bought a tricycle, which is new and stylish.

Gu Errong's father, Gu Yunliang, had already made arrangements with the other party, hoping to borrow the house for his youngest son's wedding.

"Don't worry, there will always be a way out when you get to the mountain." Xie Yuanhang poured the tea and pushed it in front of Gu Errong. "If it doesn't work, just use a bicycle. The form is not important, what's important is the person."

What matters is the people.

Gu Errong's heart paused. It was precisely because this person was her that he wanted to bring out the best.

He calculated his savings, gritted his teeth, and planned to go to the county town to rent a car tomorrow.

*

at the same time.

County chess and card room.

Zhao Yang, who had a shaved head, had a cigarette in his mouth. In the smoke, he squinted his eyes and looked at the poker cards in his hand.

He was wearing a brand new light blue short-sleeved shirt, which was now open, revealing a large patch of chest hair.

"Brother Zhao, it's your turn, hurry up." A yellow-haired man drinking beer across the street urged.

"Golden Flower." Zhao Yang drew out three cards and threw them out.

"Brother Zhao, I heard that you are going to change your wife?" another young man with a scar on his face asked with his face tilted.

"Hey, you guys are well-informed. I just found out about it too." Zhao Yang took a puff of cigarette, blew out smoke rings, and continued, "This time I really know what pie in the sky feels like. Can you believe it? If it were someone else, the betrothal gift would be reduced by 200 yuan. I would find it fucking outrageous, hahahaha."

"Ah? Is this true? How can the bride price be less? And it's so much less. Could there be something wrong with that woman?" The yellow-haired man asked in surprise.

"Oh, there's nothing wrong with that. They are sisters from the same mother." Zhao Yang waved his hand. "From what my mom said, I don't know where this sister heard about me and fell in love with me. I heard that this sister is more flexible and prettier."

"That's awesome, bro." The scarred man gave a thumbs up.

"By the way, I'm going to hold a wedding banquet on the 16th of this month. You guys must come to the wedding banquet then."

"Of course. You can choose not to go to anyone's event, but you can't choose not to go to Brother Zhao's." The scarred man lit a cigarette. "By the way, Brother Zhao, haven't we received the project payment yet? My family can barely make ends meet."

"It's almost there, I've been asking for it. Don't worry, I promise to get it back to us by next month at the latest. You can use this money first." As he said that, Zhao Yang took out two crumpled five-yuan bills from the pocket of his shorts and handed them over.

"Thanks, Brother Zhao."

When a few people were having a great time, an old man with gray hair came in.

"Guys, it's almost time, hurry up and pack up and pay the bill, we're going to close at 11."

"Okay, uncle, you calculate how much money you want first, and we'll leave after we finish this game." Zhao Yang looked at the cards in his hand and said casually.

The old man picked up the notebook and read in the dim light: "25 bottles of beer, 6 packs of cigarettes, 1 jin of melon seeds, 20 betel nuts, a total of 98 yuan."

"98 yuan? Did you miscalculate?" Huang Mao was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out. "How much is a pack of Hongtashan?"

"9 dollars."

"Are you kidding me, uncle? Isn't it always 6 yuan?"

"No, young man. I sold it for 8 yuan last month. The purchase price for this batch has gone up, so I've been selling it for 5 yuan."

"Okay, I'll pay." Zhao Yang threw down the cards, put out his cigarette, stood up, pretended to fumble in his trouser pocket, and then his face turned pale.

"Oh no, my wallet was stolen."

"Ah? Really? When did it happen?"

"What should we do, brother? We have all our money with you."

"I remember my wallet was still there when we had dinner that night. Did I lose it at the restaurant?"

Scar and Yellow Hair also looked very surprised and sad.

"This..." The old man frowned.