The Beginning of Siheyuan: The Pig Killer of Qinjia Village

After chatting for a while, the two of them got to know each other pretty well and even changed their names.

Liu Guangqi asked eagerly. "Xiao Qian, I think we are a good match. What do you think?"

In this day and age, blind dates are usually very direct. People give each other feedback, and if they like each other, they try to get along. Or if they are attracted to each other, they get the marriage certificate the next day.

Song Qian nodded and replied. "Guangqi, I also feel that we are a good match, but I have three conditions.

First, we have to move out and live alone after we get married. We need our own new house, not a big compound, but a small courtyard. I am the only daughter in the family, so the money will be paid by both families, half of which will be paid by each family.

Second, it takes three turns and one sound to do thirty-two legs. My father is the section chief and I cannot lose face.

Third, you must respect my parents as if they were your own parents. I am their only daughter and they can only count on us to take care of them in their old age.

If you think it's okay, then we'll make it a deal."

She put forward the conditions, confirming that she was optimistic about Liu Guangqi, a talent that met her criteria and proved that he was honest, which matched her personality and would be easy to control in the future. After all, most people would be reluctant to let their son-in-law take care of them in their old age.

In fact, there was originally only one condition, which was to take care of her parents and take care of them until they die. The other two were added after she heard something in the alley.

Liu Guangqi thought about it and decided that the money for the house would be half for each family, which was equivalent to a high dowry. Three turns and one ring had thirty-two legs. He had a bicycle, and the rest had to be bought. However, a new house did need new furniture, so thirty-two legs were not too much.

It doesn't matter if they honor Song Qian's parents, it's a win-win situation. Song Qian is an only child, and everything the old couple has will belong to them, the young couple, anyway.

I’m afraid that money at home is a bit tight right now, so I have to ask my dad.

"Xiao Qian, I have to ask my father for his opinion on this. After all, I have only been working for two years and I don't have much money saved. My father has to agree to this money."

Song Qian thought about it and it made sense. If the son wasn't married, the father must be the head of the family. "Okay, then go ask. I'll wait for your answer."

Liu Guangqi then went out of the house and told his father Liu Haizhong about Song Qian's conditions.

Liu Haizhong hesitated. His daughter-in-law was indeed satisfied. But this boss took out the money for buying a house, plus two turns and one ring, thirty-two legs, and then the wedding expenses. Even if his salary was not low, the family's food and drink expenses were not a small number. In fact, he didn't save much money. Last time, he just spent 600 yuan to transfer his eldest son to a factory. This was only the overall cost of the wedding. It was estimated to be less than 2,000. Over the years, the family's savings were emptied.

Seeing this, Liu Guangqi quickly gave him an analysis.

Liu Haizhong slapped his thigh, "Yes! This is a sure win, right? Isn't the Song family going to belong to the Liu family in the future?"

She agreed immediately. As for taking care of her in-laws in their old age, they had only a daughter and no sons, so it would always be the daughter-in-law's responsibility. Besides, they were not asking her to take care of them in their old age for nothing. The family property would only be inherited by the daughter-in-law.

Liu Guangqi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, whispered a few more words to his father, and then hurried back to the house to reply.

He was unwilling to miss such an opportunity and such a daughter-in-law. He also thought about it in his heart. He had a father-in-law who was a section-level official and only had one daughter. In this situation, as long as he worked hard, he would definitely have connections to help him and give him a hand. His future would be much easier.

"Xiao Qian, my father agreed. But there are still two tickets left, which are not easy for our family to get, and we don't have the means to buy a yard..."

Song Qian didn't expect to get a reply so soon. She thought they would need to discuss it for a while. She said happily, "Guangqi, I have the tickets ready. The yard is also easy to arrange. My dad knows."

Her family originally planned to recruit a live-in son-in-law, so they had already inquired about the small courtyard and planned to buy it for the couple to live in. But when they heard that it was a live-in son-in-law, the man with suitable conditions was unwilling, and the man with unsuitable conditions was unwilling, so they dragged it on for a year. Finally, they decided to make a concession and just take care of her in her old age...

"Really? Then can we set a date?" Liu Guangqi's face was full of smiles. It was one of the three greatest joys in life and he was about to marry his beautiful lady. How could he not be happy!

"Yeah!" Song Qian nodded shyly.

Liu Guangqi excitedly ran out again and asked his second aunt to pick a date.

Matchmaker Wang was also happy. Seeing that the date had been set, it was a sure thing, wasn't it? She would make a profit on both ends of this deal.

At noon, the Liu family cooked five meat dishes, three vegetable dishes and a soup, a total of eight dishes, which shows how much importance they attach to the meal.

The words are divided into two parts,

He Yuzhu washed the dishes and prepared the food before going into the house. Chang Wei stood up and followed him into the house to help. He remembered that he still had two packs of cigarettes that Zhang Xiaoyu had given him in the morning, so he handed them over.

He has no shortage of cigarettes. There are piles of them in his personal space, including Cuban cigars and all kinds of famous foreign cigarettes. Every time the special forces go on a mission, they always think of him as the one to take care of the good stuff they seize.

He Yuzhu chuckled. "Thank you, Brother Wei."

Chang Wei saw that the house was in a mess. "Zhu Zi, it's time to find a wife. I'll ask Biao Zi for you tomorrow."

He Yuzhu touched the back of his head. "That's a good feeling, but I don't know how sweet it is..."

Chang Wei laughed. "You are not being honest, didn't you just say you are good brothers?"

He Yuzhu's old face actually turned red and he grinned.

Chang Wei didn't tease him any more, picked up the kitchen knife, the knife flashed, and in the blink of an eye, he had cut the meat. "Okay, cooking is your job."

He Yuzhu's eyes widened, and he forgot about the embarrassment. "Brother Wei, you are amazing at this. Please teach me when you have time!"

Chang Wei smiled and took up a kitchen knife to demonstrate. "If you want to learn it simply, take the bone-crushing knife and hold it straight for an hour every morning. When your hand stops shaking and you feel that the knife is your hand, then you have completed the first step."

He Yuzhu was surprised. Wow! The bone-crushing knife weighs several kilograms. How can it take an hour to hold it flat? And this is only the first step...

"It's so difficult, so I should just give up, right?"

Chang Wei smiled and dropped the kitchen knife. "You kid, you've learned cooking for so many years. One minute on stage is ten years of hard work off stage. It's the same principle."

He Yuzhu thought about it and said happily, "That's right! Then I'll try it tomorrow."

Chang Wei smiled and said, "I'll teach you some breathing techniques when I have time, and we can practice together."

In fact, flipping the wok when cooking is actually the application of force. If Sha Zhu learns it well, his cooking skills should be improved and he can satisfy his appetite.

As soon as I sat down outside, I saw my two sons playing chess and it was hard to decide who would win.

There was a sound of footsteps approaching. Chang Wei looked up and saw Yi Zhonghai holding a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes and walking up to him to hand him a cigarette.

"Director Chang, smoke."

Chang Wei held the cigarette to his ear. He never smoked when the child was around. He handed the stool beside him to him and smiled. "In the yard, there is no such thing as a factory director or not. What's wrong with you, uncle?"

Yi Zhonghai sat down and put away the cigarette. Seeing Chang Wei hanging the cigarette on his ear, he guessed what it meant. He would not smoke in front of his daughter.

"Ah~Awei, I need your help with something. My baby is not a child anymore. I heard that your two children went to the Yuhong class early. I want my baby to learn to read earlier..."

School was about to start in a week and Yi Zhonghai was just worrying about how to start the conversation. Just then, an old lady happened to see Chang Wei with his child at He Yuzhu's door and told him to give it a try.

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