Framed at the beginning: Female educated youth forced to marry disabled military officer

The more refined families in Nanyang Commune, no matter how poor they are, even if they borrow money or bills, still have to make new clothes for the bride when she gets married.

"Do I have to buy it?" Meng Xiaoman was new here and didn't really understand much about this.

"Uh-huh."

Seeing his persistence, Meng Xiaoman pointed to a piece of cloth printed with small red flowers, "Then I want this." Using this color to make a top not only looks festive, but can also be worn on a daily basis.

"This trouble comes five feet away." Xiao Xiangdong said to the salesperson.

"Tch, you're so stingy. That's all it takes. I can make a shirt at most." The salesperson muttered, completely forgetting the idea of ​​leaving the cloth to the little sisters.

The sound was not loud enough that several people in the room could hear it, and another knitting salesperson also looked up.

The first time he was called stingy was in front of his new wife. Xiao Xiangdong felt that his face was burning, his face suddenly turned red, and he didn't know where to look.

Before coming, his mother gave him a piece of cloth so that his new wife could wear new clothes. He had never made new clothes since he was a child. Before he joined the army, he picked up the leftovers from his two older brothers and wore them. After he joined the army, they were given out by the army. He had no idea how much cloth was used to make a suit of clothes.

His mother gave him five feet of cloth. He thought that five feet of cloth would be enough to make a suit. But now he realized that five feet of cloth could only make one shirt.

He wanted to say sorry but he didn't understand, but he didn't know how to say it. Apologizing was the most useless thing. Marrying him was already a humiliation, but now he couldn't even buy her clothes.

The shame in his heart almost bent his waist.

Seeing his appearance, Meng Xiaoman guessed that he didn't know how many feet of cloth it took to cut a suit of clothes. Most likely, his mother only gave him five feet of cloth. Last night, she guessed that the relationship between him and his parents was not very good, and now she was even more sure.

Giving him a comforting look, Meng Xiaoman took out a five-foot cloth ticket and slapped it on the counter together with the one in his hand. "Who said we only need these? Can we wait for someone to finish talking? That The white floral ones are pulled five feet apart.”

The salesperson choked and went to cut the cloth with a drooping face.

Unexpectedly, she remembered that she needed to make some new sets of underwear after hearing Xiao Xiangdong talk about ripping off her clothes.

Although it was the same body, but the core had been changed, she felt a little uncomfortable wearing the original owner's clothes again. She happened to have the tickets in hand, so she might as well make a few more.

Also, the original owner had a plump upper body, which was always wrapped in a long piece of cloth, which made her uncomfortable. She wanted to make two sets of small clothes to wear on top of it.

After paying the money and holding the wrapped cloth, Meng Xiaoman and Xiao Xiangdong left the supply and marketing cooperative to find Mr. Chen.

After finding the bullock cart, Meng Xiaoman asked him and Lao Chen to wait a moment, then trotted all the way to a nearby state-owned hotel.

I glanced at today's supply and didn't have time to take a closer look. I quickly handed over the check and ordered five meat buns.

Meat and white noodles are both expensive. A meat bun costs 1 dime, but correspondingly, it is also very large. For a girl with a small appetite like Meng Xiaoman, two of them can fill her up. In addition to the five cents, she also paid another half a catty of food stamps.

In this era, whether you are buying things at supply and marketing cooperatives or eating at state-owned restaurants, everything is provided with tickets and money, and everything is indispensable.

After wrapping the two meat buns in oil paper and putting them in his satchel, Meng Xiaoman took the remaining three and returned to the oxcart.

"Uncle Chen, let's go."

After leaving the town, Meng Xiaoman took out the hot meat buns and handed one to Old Chen.

"Uncle Chen, you eat steamed buns."

"Hey, I said it was so delicious when you came back just now. You bought a big meat bun."

"Yes, Uncle Chen, please try it."

"No, no, this is too extravagant. You can eat it yourself." Old Chentou waved his hand in haste to refuse.

"I have some more here. You can eat. Please run away. I won't be able to catch up with the meal when I get back. If you don't eat, I won't even be able to take the bus." Meng Xiaoman said and stuffed the meat buns into his hand. .

Old Chentou still wanted to refuse, but looking at the big white and fat bun in his hand, he couldn't open his mouth to refuse since he hadn't seen a meaty person in a month.

"Then I'll take credit for Meng Zhiqing." He closed his eyes and took a bite. Well, it smells so good!

The other Meng Xiaoman handed it to the man next to him, "Here you go."

"No, I'm not hungry." Xiao Xiangdong lowered his hands, clenched them tightly, and refused to take them.

He saw how Meng Xiaoman stuffed the buns into Old Chentou's hands.

"If you don't pick it up, I'll feed you." As he said that, Meng Xiaoman handed the bun to his mouth and touched his lips. "It's stained with your saliva, so you can only eat it."

Xiao Xiangdong looked at her sly smile, and his eyes were watery. He suddenly felt a little dry, and subconsciously opened his mouth to lick his lower lip, but the woman took the opportunity and stuffed the bun into her mouth!

"Hahaha, you have to eat it now!"

The crisp laughter cracked his frozen heart. Xiao Xiangdong took the meat buns helplessly, and looked at Meng Xiaoman with a doting look in his eyes that he hadn't even noticed.

Old Chentou took two bites and then stopped eating. He carefully wrapped the meat buns and put them in his pocket, ready to take them back to satisfy his little grandson's craving. After hearing the interaction between the two, I couldn't help but joke, "You two have such a good relationship.".

He didn't know what happened last night, and thought that the two of them were in love and got married because of their feelings.

You know, the educated youth are educated and city dwellers. Many men and women who go to the countryside want to marry them. However, the educated youth have always been noble and do not look down on them at all.

When Xiao Xiangdong was injured and returned to the village, everyone thought his life was ruined. Unexpectedly, he was lucky enough to marry an educated youth wife.

Old Chentou couldn't help but admire Xiao Xiangdong in his heart.

Even though his legs were broken, he still had an educated youth wife, so he had to accept it.

Xiao Xiangdong said nothing and ate the meat buns. He didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, but there was an imperceptible redness at the base of his ears.

Meng Xiaoman felt a little embarrassed after realizing it, so she didn't speak any more along the way and ate the meat buns in silence.

The meat buns have soft dough, plenty of meat filling, and good taste. Take one bite and your mouth will be filled with the aroma of meat. No wonder it costs 1 dime plus one tael of food stamps.

Meng Xiaoman ate one and was still unsatisfied. She was embarrassed to eat it again. She made up her mind to find a way to make money and try to buy big meat buns every day!

After sending the two of them to the door of Xiao Xiangdong's house, Meng Xiaoman also got out of the car with him, while Old Man Chen went to the brigade headquarters to return the car.

Seeing no one around, Xiao Xiangdong took out a small cloth bag and stuffed it into Meng Xiaoman's hand. "This is the bride price, keep it.", "It's not much money, keep the flowers. Also, I'm sorry."

As for what he was sorry for, Xiao Xiangdong didn't say anything, but silently swore in his heart that he would do his best to make her live a good life and prevent her from regretting following him.

"Okay, I'll keep it." Meng Xiaoman generously took the cloth bag and put it into her satchel, "You can go home. After struggling for a long time, my legs can't bear it."

"Yeah, by the way, we'll have a banquet tomorrow, do you think that's okay?"

Father Xiao and Mother Xiao wanted to settle this matter quickly, and the time was tight.

"can."

"Then I'll pick you up then."

"Ok, I will wait for you."

When Xiao Xiangdong saw her turning around and walking away, he entered the courtyard gate.