Chapter 51
Zhao Yaozu was furious, threw the chicken head in his hand on the table, and slapped the dining table.

"Dad, forget it, let's not talk about this, the big man will start a business first and then start a family. I'm not in a hurry."

Seeing that his father was angry, Zhao Jinchen changed the subject. If he wanted to change his concept, he needed a little penetration, and it was impossible to change it all at once.

There was no need for the father and son to be angry about this. He stood up and poured a glass of wine for his father, which was regarded as an apology.

"It's 24 years old. Don't you worry? When I was your age, you ran all over the place. Don't delay my grandson. If you don't get married this year, I will order one for you in the village. I understand it. You go The unit has lost its temper, and I dare not listen to what I say."

Although Zhao Yaozu was less angry, he was still relentless and forced the boss to marry a wife.

At that time, the rural concept was conservative, and early marriage was fashionable, and the average boy was married at the age of 20. He was enlightened enough, the eldest was 24, and even the second was 21 years old, no one was willing to find a wife.

Whenever he saw young people of the same age in the village marrying wives, he felt anxious.

"Father, don't hurt the girl."

Zhao Jinchen looked at his father in distress. Every time he came back, he was forced to marry, which caused him to have phobias when he went home.

"Let's talk about the second brother! Dad, in fact, according to his education level, go to the city to see if there is a factory that recruits workers, maybe he will go."

Zhao Jinchen changed the subject, and he really cared about his second brother.

"Brother, what did I just say about going to the art team?"

Zhao Yuying tugged at his sleeve, the whole family revolved around the second brother, no one cared about her.

"Where are you going? You are 18 years old this year. If you go to sing and dance, can you still find your husband's family?"

When Zhao Yaozu heard what his daughter said, he slapped his chopsticks on the table and yelled at her.

Zhao Yuying yelled until she shed tears, and was so wronged that she dared not speak.

"Head of the family, it would be a good thing if my daughter could go to the art team. There are many good guys in the city! Don't you think our Jinchen is 24 years old and hasn't found a wife yet? If he really married a city person, he can leave the countryside, right?"

Seeing her daughter crying, Zhou Guifang hurriedly helped her to speak, Zhao Yaozu gave her a stare, she was so ambitious, the young lady was a maidservant.

"What can she do? She can't even sing well. No, I'll ask when I go to a meeting in the city to see if I can arrange to be a temporary worker in a woolen mill. Don't even think about finding a worker. Look at our boss. How many times do you go home every year?"

Either Zhao Yaozu didn't feel sorry for his daughter, or he didn't think she was made to be a worker, but he also knew that she didn't like staying in the countryside. This was the first time he asked for help for his own affairs, and he felt ashamed and flustered.

Here, the Zhao family is eating chicken and talking about housework, and their attitude has gradually eased. However, Li Sihui's family is at war, like two monarchs confronting each other.

The main reason is that Liu Jingyun was jealous when she saw the rabbit brought back by Li Sihui, it was meat!It is a good day to eat two or three times a year.

During the Chinese New Year, the commune kills the New Year’s pigs, and each person is given a spoonful of vegetables. There are too many monks and too little porridge, and there are few pieces of meat.

Unexpectedly, this dead girl got a rabbit back, can she not be jealous?

I didn't dare to ask Li Sihui for it, so I went to poke Li Laogen.

"Old Li, you are still working hard here! Look at your daughter, she brought back a rabbit and skinned it there! You are her father, go and ask her to give it to you."

Li Laogen is pouting his ass to build pots and stoves. The problem is that he doesn't know how to do masonry work, so it is very difficult to make it.

Hearing his wife's words, he leaned on the door and took a look out. Li Sihui was holding a kitchen knife in his hand, and was poking the rabbit's skin expressionlessly. Make him sit down on the ground.

(End of this chapter)

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