Reborn in 1979, with a female educated youth lying next to me.

"Isn't this just an analogy? Uncle Zhou, why are you getting so worked up?"

Liu Jia grinned without a care in the world.

Zhou Fengshou didn't know how to respond to Liu Jia's words.

To give another example, is this how you use an analogy?

If Zhou Caixia really doesn't get married by the time she's eighty, I won't be able to close my eyes in peace even when I die!

However, Zhou Fengshou understood Liu Jia's temperament, so he just glared at him and didn't say anything more.

Seeing that it was getting late, Liu Jia went home without lingering after Zhou Fengshou finished opening the letter of introduction.

The next morning, Liu Jia went to the city half an hour earlier than usual.

This time, Liu Jia and Li Zhenhe traveled to Qingcheng by car, and Liu Jia arranged the time very tightly.

Everything went smoothly, and Liu Jia breathed a long sigh of relief after getting into the car.

There weren't many people on the bus. Liu Jia chose a seat by the window and opened it as soon as he got on.

It wasn't to see the scenery outside, but because the car was too hot.

Although the wind blowing in from outside carried a hint of summer heat, there was still some air circulation.

Most of the people on the bus were excited, with only a few showing a normal expression.

Liu Jia felt a surge of emotion.

In this era where traffic flow is less than pedestrian flow, being able to take a bus is a privilege for most people.

Li Zhenhe sat next to Liu Jia, glancing out the window every now and then. He could turn his head left and right, but his legs remained in one position.

Pull your legs outwards forcefully, revealing a considerable space between them.

This way, there's a place to put the bamboo basket.

"Brother Li, the journey is quite long. Are you sure you want to continue like this?"

Liu Jia looked at Li Zhenhe, then at the basket at his feet.

Li Zhen nodded solemnly, his voice carrying a hint of seriousness.

“We’re going there to discuss business, so we must make sure these baskets are in top condition. Like you just said, holding the baskets in your arms is absolutely not advisable.”

Upon hearing Li Zhenhe say this again, Liu Jia had no choice but to close his eyes.

"Okay, I'll do as you say. If you get tired, just put it under my feet."

"Don't put it under your feet, I'm not comfortable with that."

Even though he had his eyes closed, Liu Jia still laughed out loud.

"Then you're going to suffer on this journey."

I don't blame myself for saying that; it's mainly because Li Zhenhe is too stubborn.

When we got on the bus, Liu Jia suggested that we put the basket on our laps.

After all, a few bamboo baskets don't weigh much, and even if they're kept on your lap the whole time, they won't get too tired.

Li Zhenhe refused outright, for a very simple reason: he was worried that if the car driver braked suddenly, the basket might be accidentally crushed, and their trip would be for nothing.

Li Zhenhe was still worried about leaving the basket in the back of the car, afraid that it would be lost.

Finally, Li Zhenhe came up with a solution: he used his two legs to form a circle around the basket, which greatly reduced the chances of the basket being damaged.

However, this method is not very humane.

Liu Jia concluded that, given enough time, Li Zhenhe's legs would definitely go numb.

But Li Zhenhe didn't care at all, so Liu Jia had no choice but to let him be.

At first, Liu Jia didn't feel anything, but after closing his eyes, a wave of drowsiness suddenly washed over him.

In addition, the car wasn't going very fast, and it was swaying gently, so Liu Jia didn't even realize when he had fallen asleep.

In a daze, Liu Jia seemed to see Guo Xiaoyan sitting on the earthen kang (a heated brick bed), while he was still lying on the bamboo bed opposite her.

Guo Xiaoyan was angry about something, and she was pouting at me with a resentful look on her face.

Liu Jia wondered to himself, what's going on now?

Just as I was about to speak, my eyelids felt like they were filled with lead, and I slowly closed them again.

I'm so tired, I'll talk about it later.

Liu Jia was even mentally prepared to be scolded by Guo Xiaoyan again at worst.

If you can just let yourself drift off to sleep for ten minutes or so, you'll definitely be able to recover.

"Liu Jia".

A voice came from beside his ear, and Liu Jia tilted his head.

"Liu Jia, wake up."

Feeling someone pushing his arm, Liu Jia mumbled a reply, still half asleep.

"Yan'er, let me lie down for a while, I'll get up soon."

Li Zhenhe was stunned, his eyes wide open.

"Huh? What did you call me again? Liu Jia, wake up! We've arrived at our stop!"

When Liu Jia called him Yan'er, Li Zhen was extremely surprised, and even raised his voice.

Liu Jia suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Li Zhenhe in front of him, and then froze.

"What did you say?"

"We've arrived at our station. If you don't wake up soon, we won't be able to get off, and they'll take us back."

Liu Jia looked around and realized that most of the people in the car had gotten off before he came to his senses.

"We've arrived. Let's get off the bus!"

"Slow down, you're still a bit dazed, be careful not to fall."

Seeing Liu Jia stand up, Li Zhenhe quickly whispered a reminder.

Liu Jia walked forward with the crowd. After getting off the car, Li Zhenhe's first words were, "Brother, what did you call me just now?"

Liu Jia was stunned and hadn't recovered at all.

"You called me Yan'er. You were sleeping soundly just now, were you dreaming?"

Li Zhenhe looked at Liu Jia with a smile. Liu Jia felt his old face burning hot. He was so embarrassed and ashamed!

I did dream about Guo Xiaoyan just now, why did I even call her out? How embarrassing!

"Your face is all red down to your neck. What's wrong? Missing your ex-wife?"

Liu Jia composed himself. "You said it yourself, she's my ex-wife. It's all in the past. Why bring her up again?"

"Then you dream about her?"

"Brother Li, who can control their dreams? They're all just nonsense. Let's go, don't let them delay our business."

Seeing that Liu Jia was changing the subject, Li Zhenhe stopped bringing up what had just happened, but he kept smiling.

It's true what they say: comparisons are odious, and goods are worthless.

I'm about the same age as Liu Jia, and I don't even have a girlfriend yet. Look at Liu Jia, he's married and divorced, and there are still girls who are interested in him. How great is that!

An idea flashed through Li Zhenhe's mind, and he quickly reached into his pocket.

Before long, Li Zhenhe pulled out a pack of cigarettes, which even had filters.

Li Zhenhe quickly walked up to Liu Jia and stared straight at him.

"What's the matter?"

"Brother, do you want to smoke?"

Liu Jia shook his head. Although he had a habit of carrying cigarettes, he wasn't a heavy smoker and usually gave them to others.

Before he could refuse, Li Zhenhe suddenly pulled out a pack of matches.

"Do you smoke? I'll light one for you."

"Brother, what are you doing? Is something wrong?"

Liu Jia was completely bewildered, and Li Zhenhe on the other side still showed no sign of stopping, so Liu Jia had no choice but to stop.

Li Zhenhe was a little uneasy. He looked around and finally managed to squeeze out a sentence, "Brother, I have something I want to ask you."

"Do we need to be so polite between us? Just say what you need to say."

"You told me last time that you had no feelings for Zhou Caixia, right?"

"Ah."

"you sure?"

Seeing Li Zhenhe's hesitation, Liu Jia was getting anxious for him. "Of course I'm sure. If I really had her in my heart, I would have married her years ago. Why would I wait until now?"

Upon hearing this, Li Zhenhe immediately perked up. If he hadn't been too busy, he would have slapped his thigh with his hand.

"Great! Brother, then I'll get straight to the point. Can you put in a good word for us? I think Caixia is a really nice girl! If you don't marry her, how can I?"

After he finished speaking, Li Zhenhe began to breathe heavily, and soon his face turned bright red.

Looking at Li Zhenhe in front of him, Liu Jia recalled his own embarrassing moment earlier.

He was blushing just now, and now he's blushing too.

That evens things out.

However, what Liu Jia really cared about wasn't these things, but rather what Li Zhenhe said: Caixia is doing well.

Seeing his face turn red and his neck thicken, Liu Jia forced himself to keep from laughing out loud.

After all that fussing and sulking, it turns out it was all for this?

"Brother Li, is that really what you think? You've taken a liking to her?"

"Yes! If you liked her, I would never say such a thing, but since you don't plan to make her your wife, at least ask her to consider me!"

Li Zhenhe's voice grew softer and softer as he spoke, until it sounded like a mosquito buzzing.

However, Liu Jia still understood what he was hearing.

Li Zhenhe has a formal job, earns a good amount of money, and most importantly, he is a good and reliable person.

If Zhou Caixia were to live with him, she definitely wouldn't be able to bear the grievances.

"No problem, I'll tell Caixia when I get back. Whether it works out or not depends on you!"

"Great, brother, you said it, so we can't go back on our word!"

As Li Zhenhe was speaking, he reached out to pull Liu Jia's shoulder, but before his hand could even touch Liu Jia's clothes, several large baskets had already pushed Liu Jia aside.

Liu Jia stumbled and was almost knocked over by Li Zhenhe!