Chapter 16 Sha Zhu and Xu Damao love each other (ask for recommendation votes)
Monday, 5pm.

After packing up, the day's work is finally over.

Even though Wang Mengde was in good physical condition, he still felt very tired, not to mention Zhang Hanhua, who was middle-aged. He sat in the chair for a long time before getting up.

When we got back to the yard, it was already around half past five.

The food I had eaten at noon had long been digested and my stomach started to growl again.

There was still half of the millet porridge cooked in the morning left. Wang Mengde directly added some hot water from the thermos into it, opened the stove door, put the steamer in place, and then took out four steamed buns made from two-kneaded flour and put them in.

Soon, the meal was ready. He didn't cook any other dishes. He just filled a large porcelain bowl with millet porridge, broke the steamed bun, put some pickles in it, and then went out of the house with the bowl in one hand and the steamed bun in the other.

In the middle courtyard, next to the sink, several women were chatting while washing things.

"Aunt Qi, Aunt Li, Aunt Wang... have you eaten?" Wang Mengde greeted them.

"We haven't eaten yet. The head of the family hasn't come back yet."

"Hey, Mengde, this is what we're going to eat for dinner. Why don't you cook some other dishes?" Mrs. Wang raised her head, wiped the water droplets off her face with her arm, and asked with a smile.

"Haha, I just need to eat whatever I want. I ate vegetables in the factory cafeteria at noon and had a simple meal at night."

"This is how a person's life is, working one thing and getting rotten one thing at a time. It's time for you to find a wife." Aunt Li said as she kept brushing things in her hands.

"Yes, Meng De, you are already twenty years old this year, and it is the right age to find a partner." Aunt Qi also agreed.

Maybe it's women's nature to like matchmaking, the more they talked, the more excited they became, and later they even started arguing about whether it would be better for the child to look like the father or the mother.

Wang Mengde looked at the scene speechlessly. He did not answer, but ate his meal with big mouthfuls.

After a while, Mrs. Wang remembered the real owner. She glanced at Wang Mengde who was eating with relish, rolled her eyes, and said with a smile:

"Meng De, my mother's family has a distant niece, who is eighteen years old this year and is currently working as a salesperson in a supply and marketing cooperative. She looks like a good-looking woman. Do you want to find some time to meet her?"

When everyone heard this, they were all envious. Being a salesperson in a supply and marketing cooperative is a top-notch job.

"Mrs. Wang, I just started working and I'm not looking for a partner for the time being. Let's talk about this later." Wang Mengde found an excuse to decline.

I have seen her niece the last time she came to the hospital. Her appearance can only be described as ordinary. Except for her big butt, there is no other special feature.

Hearing him say that he was unwilling, Mrs. Wang felt a little regretful. Her distant niece's family had some background, and she had been thinking about Wang Mengde ever since she returned from this courtyard last time.

She originally wanted to bring the two together. If this went through, she could use the power of her niece's family to get things done in the future.

pity!

"Mrs. Wang, how about you introduce your niece to me?" The voice came before Sha Zhu arrived.

Wang Mengde and everyone else turned their heads to look, and saw Sha Zhu walking along the hanging flower gate, with his hands behind his back, walking slowly into the central courtyard with a figure eight step.

"You? No way!" Mrs. Wang glanced at Sha Zhu, who had messy hair and a mature face, and shook her head to refuse.

Given her niece's conditions and vision, she would never look at him a second time.

"Mrs. Wang, it's not like that. Meng De can do it, but I can't."

Shazhu blinked his little eyes and asked indignantly.

He had also seen the niece of Wang Ersao. To be honest, he was really moved. Putting aside her appearance, the thought of that big butt and the majestic granary made him involuntarily look towards the Jia family. After taking a look, he quickly looked away guiltily.

"Oh, Silly Zhu, with your looks, standing next to my niece, people would think it was a father with his daughter."

Seeing that he was so ignorant, Wang Ersao got angry and directly mocked him mercilessly. "Hahaha, Silly Zhu, you look like this, don't get married in the future, learn from your father and find an older widow to marry into the family, or find a divorced woman to make do with."

Xu Damao happened to come out of the backyard along the corridor next to the east ear room. After hearing this, he blurted out.

He was pushing a bicycle with a gloating smile on his long face. He tilted his head and looked at Sha Zhu provocatively as he walked.

"Yes, Shazhu, you should learn more from your father and follow in his footsteps."

Jia Zhang stood at the door of her house holding a vegetable basin and agreed loudly.

Originally, when Xu Damao said the word "widow", her triangular eyes stood up. You know, ever since Lao Jia passed away, she has been particularly sensitive to these two words. Just when she was about to get angry, she heard that Sha Zhu was asked to marry into the family, so she quickly gave up the idea of ​​teaching Xu Damao a lesson.

If this silly Zhu were to be like his father and run away with the widow, he could take over the He family's main wife.

She still knows what is important and what is not.

"Bullshit! You'll marry a widow in the future." Sha Zhu was furious and was about to hit Xu Damao with his fist.

The two of them had disliked each other since childhood, and now the matter of He Daqing running away was brought up, which made him even more angry. This was intolerable.

"Sha Zhu, a gentleman uses words, not fists." Seeing that the situation was not good, Xu Damao shrank his head, pushed his bicycle and ran to the front yard. If he didn't run, Sha Zhu would really beat him.

Seeing that his grandson had run away, Sha Zhu walked back angrily. As he walked, he looked at Jia Zhang and thought to himself:
This old widow was not a good person either. She actually asked him to learn from her own father.

Bah, I won’t marry a widow.

No, if it's a widow like Sister Qin, it might be okay.

When he thought of the clever idea, he chuckled a few times, which made everyone confused. They all talked about it in their hearts that it was indeed a wrong name, not a wrong nickname.

When Wang Mengde saw Xu Damao walk out of the Chuihua Gate, he quickly finished the millet porridge in the bowl, put the bowl on his windowsill, and chased after him.

He walked with his long legs, hurried over, and finally stopped Xu Damao at the gate.

"Da Mao, where are you going?"

"Brother Mengde, starting next month I will have to go to the countryside more often to show movies. I'll use my dad's bicycle to practice first." Xu Damao said with a smile.

He is much more capable than Sha Zhu and is very good at saying sweet words but harboring evil intentions.

Wang Mengde looked at the heavy-duty bicycle that Lao Xu used when he went to the countryside and said, "Da Mao, let me try it."

As he said that, he took a step forward, tilted his shoulder, and used gentle force to push Xu Damao away, then took the bicycle.

"Hey~" Xu Damao was just about to say that you don't know how to ride, and be careful not to bump into anything, but then he saw Wang Mengde put his right foot on the pedal, took a few quick steps with his left foot, and then flew onto the bike.

This set of movements is smooth and flowing, even more skillful than his father Xu Fugui.

After pedaling a few times, I felt that the bicycle was a little heavy. Not only because of the motorcycle light, but also because the frame was obviously made of thickened material.

Come to think of it, Xu Fugui often rides this bike to go to the countryside carrying heavy projection equipment. The road conditions in rural areas are relatively poor now, and ordinary bicycles will break down after a short time.

Behind him, Xu Damao was jumping in anxiety.

Wang Mengde rode all the way to Beixinqiao before turning back with a feeling of unfulfilled desire.

After returning the bike to Xu Damao, he walked home thinking that he should save some money to buy a bicycle.

(End of this chapter)