Chen Guixiang helped Dong Jiahui make up her mind, and Zhao Juhua quickly responded to the message. The date of the blind date was set for two days later in the afternoon, at Zhao Juhua's house.
"It seems that Secretary Zhao really cares about you."
The secretary of the village, there are several brigades in a village, there are many big and small things, such as going to the commune for a meeting or something, but the first time they heard the news, they quickly set the time for the blind date, needless to say On the other hand, this attitude has already shown that the other party attaches great importance to it.
In the kitchen, while Chen Guixiang was kneading the dough happily, she said to Dong Jiahui, the girl who was cooking the pot.
"Mom, I haven't written my horoscope yet, what are you talking about?"
Dong Jiahui's face was glowing red under the reflection of the stove fire, it was not known whether it was from the light of the fire or from the embarrassment of Chen Guixiang.
In fact, Dong Jiahui was a little confused at this time. She had never been on a blind date before time travel. She felt that this behavior was like putting herself on a shelf for people to visit and choose at will. The sisters around her who had a blind date all said that blind dates are not reliable. According to the spectrum, true love does not meet strange flowers, but blossoms, which strengthens her determination to swear to the death.
For her, the compatibility of the soul is above all external conditions. Is it sure to be happy to find a man who has a house, a car, a job, a good family, and a good family? Why is the marriage rate of young people getting lower and lower while the divorce rate is getting higher? The external factors are suitable, but when they really get along, they find that the inner gap between them is as deep and long as the Yarlung Zangbo Grand Canyon, and they cannot be compatible.
After transmigrating into Dong Jiahui, she made a fuss twice, and each time she didn't need to pervert Chen Guixiang, as if she had been humiliated, she rejected it for herself first, but this time the situation was different. Chen Guixiang was obviously motivated. The secretary was very satisfied, and Dong Jiahui didn't know what to do for a while.
Two days later, after the Dong family had dinner, Chen Guixiang asked the daughters-in-law to clean up the pots and bowls, and she took Dong Jiahui changed clothes and went out.
"Mom, what are you doing at noon?"
Liu Xiuyun saw her mother-in-law taking her sister-in-law out. She stretched her neck and looked out in the kitchen. She was very curious, she liked to get to the bottom of everything, and she couldn't keep secrets from her mouth. The third daughter-in-law said the reason.
Everyone is happy if the matter between the girl and Secretary Zhao can be achieved. If it doesn't work out, it won't be so ugly if it doesn't make a big fuss. Others in the province will discuss in private, saying that her daughter is a toad who wants to eat swan meat.
The other two sisters-in-law were so absorbed in their work that they didn't bother to pick on Liu Xiuyun's words, so people with discerning eyes didn't understand? Jiahui tidied it up before going out, she was wearing the white shirt she wore when she was visiting relatives that day, it was our mother, her hair was also tidied up, and the muddy shoes on her feet were replaced with clean ones.
Why is it so solemn? It's not Jiahui's marriage, but this time, my mother didn't tell the family a word, and took Jiahui away quietly. The matter is indeed a bit unusual.
The eldest and the third looked at each other, and they could see some interest in each other's eyes. Only Liu Xiuyun didn't use his brain, but his mouth was very diligent.
The sun was very hot at the end of July, and Dong Jiahui felt that she was going to be sunburned as soon as she went out. She was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, her long black hair was braided and thrown behind her head, and she wore a bamboo braid on her head. Straw hat, the brim of which casts dappled shadows on her face in the sunlight.
These days, young women in rural areas are popular with Liu Hulan hair and double-horned twist braids. Liu Hulan hair is too old-fashioned, and double-horned twist braids are too naive. Every time I see the little girls and big girls in the village wearing floral clothes, combing two Braids, she will always think of the famous song "Xiaofang".
"There is a girl named Xiaofang in the village. She is good-looking and kind-hearted, with big beautiful eyes and thick and long braids..."
What's even more amazing is that there are really many girls named "Xiaofang" in the village.
The white shirt Dong Jiahui is wearing was made by the family members who bought cloth together. Thanks to Dong Jiahui who sewed and mended the clothes for others, she exchanged two cloth tickets with others, and she paid for the cloth to be made by herself. one piece.
Wearing white clothes looks energetic, but it is easy to get dirty. Generally, you only wear them when you go out to visit relatives.
Before going out, Dong Jiahui was originally wearing a blue short-sleeved shirt. Chen Guixiang asked her to go back to the house to change it. Dong Jiahui looked at her body and found that there was no problem. As for whether it looks good or not, people wear clothes, not clothes. In order to keep Chen Guixiang from nagging, Dong Jiahui finally changed into the white one.
Chen Guixiang turned her head to look at her daughter, feeling happy and sad at the same time. What made her happy was that her face turned around, as if she had returned to the time when she was an eighteen-year-old girl. What saddened her was that these past few years had made the girl suffer and suffer. Sin, if it weren't for the idiot of the Lu family, with her girl being so good, what kind of man wouldn't be worthy of her? He wouldn't be so worried about gains and losses for a Secretary Zhao.
At Dong Haotian's house, Zhao Donglin had already arrived, Zhao Juhua greeted him to drink tea in the main room, and Dong Haotian was the host to accompany the guests.
"Donglin, sit down and rest first, Aunt Guixiang and Sister Jiahui should arrive later."
Zhao Donglin took a sip from his teacup, hiding the smile on his lips.
It stands to reason that he has long since passed the age when the hairy boy can't sleep at night and scratches his head when he sees a girl he likes, but since he made a decision in his heart, he does think of Dong Jiahui from time to time.
He appreciates her dignity and beauty, her thorough understanding and cognition of things, and her teaching and concern for the younger generation. This kind of love mixed with appreciation has never been seen before.
If Dong Jiahui is like a quiet and fragrant lotus plant, then his ex-wife Wang Mei is like a fiery azalea.
"I'm coming."
When Zhao Donglin's thoughts were wandering, Zhao Juhua's voice drew his attention back, following the direction of Zhao Juhua's finger, Zhao Donglin saw the girl that he had been thinking about for a few days.
"Auntie, Jiahui, I'm looking forward to you."
A lot of bamboo was planted around Dong Haotian's yard. Bamboo likes to be wet, and it was planted by the river. When walking along the small embankment, it seemed that a natural air conditioner was blown, which calmed down Dong Jiahui's restless mood.
A few people stood under the eaves to welcome them, Dong Jiahui lowered her head a little embarrassed, Zhao Donglin's gaze had already turned around her in a vague way, and when someone approached, he did not look at Dong Jiahui like a gentleman, and focused his attention on her. They focused on Chen Guixiang.
"Hello, Auntie, I'm Zhao Donglin."
Zhao Donglin is tall and straight, with an upright face. When he looks at people, his eyes reveal perseverance and sincerity, but he also has a smile on his face. That kind of strange, steady and steady makes people feel close. Chen Guixiang is very fond of He is very impressed!
"Oh, okay, this is Secretary Zhao!"
A smile appeared on Zhao Donglin's face. He slightly supported Chen Guixiang's arm and led her into the room, saying modestly, "Where is Secretary Zhao? My aunt just calls me Xiao Zhao or Donglin."
After a few words, Chen Guixiang was coaxed into a smile by Zhao Donglin. Dong Jiahui stood aside and watched, admiring Secretary Zhao from the bottom of her heart.
"Our house is very lively today. We all sit and talk, and drink some barley tea to quench our thirst. Come, Jiahui, don't stand alone, come and sit by my sister-in-law."
According to the seat arranged by Zhao Juhua, Dong Jiahui and Zhao Donglin happened to be sitting face to face, and Zhao Juhua brought a cup of barley tea for Dong Jiahui to drink.
"Don't tell me, Auntie, Jiahui looks very refined, even drinking water is a bit more delicate than others."
As soon as Zhao Juhua boasted, Dong Jiahui almost choked on drinking water, she blushed and coughed twice, and when Zhao Donglin's eyes stopped on her, Dong Jiahui's earrings turned red.
Dong Jiahui had already taken off her straw hat when she entered the room. She had a small white face with a rosy face, black hair and thick eyebrows, and a smile in her eyes. When she smiled, the lying cicada in front of her eyes added a gentle flavor.
Zhao Juhua was amazed in her heart, this Jiahui really looked better and better, not to mention the difference from when she came back a few months ago, just say that when she was young, Jiahui was indeed a pretty girl, but she didn't look like this , no wonder Zhao Donglin took a fancy to it at a glance.
It can only be said that "a relationship is born from the heart", Dong Jiahui's current appearance is getting closer and closer to her own appearance, because her changes are accumulated day by day, and the Dong family can't feel any difference every day, like Zhao Juhua. It took a long time to see Dong Jiahui's difference.