Siheyuan: After I moved in, the compound became a mess

When Wang Dabao heard the man calling the girl Jingru, he understood why the girl looked familiar.

Isn’t this Qin Huairu’s cousin Qin Jingru? Although she is a country girl, her dress is a bit rustic, but her big watery eyes are really attractive.

Qin Jingru was looking at Wang Dabao and the motorcycle he was riding with curiosity. Even bicycles were rare items these days, let alone motorcycles. There was not a single bicycle in the entire Qinjia Village.

Wang Dabao got off the motorcycle and took out a rope from the sidecar. He had been planning to use it to move rice and flour from the warehouse, but he didn't expect it to come in handy at this time.

He came to Qin Jingru, took one end of the rope from her hand, and tied it together with his own.

"Uncle, don't worry, the motorcycle won't break down."

Wang Dabao said as he pulled Qin Jingru aside, "Sister, just stand over there. I won't touch you later."

Qin Jingru stared at Wang Dabao with her eyes wide open. With his looks and temperament, he was definitely a city cadre, especially since he was so young. His brother-in-law Jia Dongxu was also a city dweller and an employee of a large factory, but he was far inferior to the man in front of her.

"Oh, how can this be done, comrade?"

Qin Mancang, Qin Jingru's father, looked full of regret.

Wang Dabao waved his hand and went back to the motorcycle to tie the rope. "Uncle, it's just a small favor. It's nothing. You hold on from below while I start pulling it up."

After saying that, Wang Dabao got on the motorcycle, started it, and gently turned the accelerator.

The two puppies were jumping around in the sidecar, as if they were cheering.

Soon, the cart was pulled up from the ditch by the motorcycle. Wang Dabao got off the motorcycle, untied the rope, and handed one end to Qin Jingru with a smile, "Okay, isn't it much faster than you two pulling it up?!"

Qin Jingru nodded continuously: "Leader, this is a motorcycle, right?"

Seeing Wang Dabao nodding with a smile, Qin Huairu's eyes were full of little stars, and she stared at the two little ones in the sidecar without blinking.

After Qin Mancang put the cart in place, he hurried over to thank him: "Comrade leader, you have helped us a lot this time. If you hadn't used this motorcycle to help pull it up, we would not know how long it would take us to get there."

"Uncle, you are too polite. It's not a big deal."

Wang Dabao smiled and took out a cigarette, handing one to Qin Mancang, "Even if I didn't have this motorcycle, I would have to go down and help you push it if I passed by."

Qin Mancang shook off the mud on the cart, rubbed it on his body, then reached out to take the cigarette handed to him by Wang Dabao. Although he didn't know what brand it was, he thought that since the leader had such a good temperament and rode a big motorcycle, the cigarettes he smoked must be better than those of the village chief.

"My boss helped me with this matter and gave me such good cigarettes. I feel really bad about it."

Qin Mancang took the cigarette with both hands with embarrassment on his face, then reached into his trouser pocket to take out a match to light Wang Dabao's cigarette, but it was wet. He guessed it was wet by the water from the ditch when he was pushing the cart just now.

Wang Dabao laughed and lit a cigarette for Qin Mancang.

"Leader, you've helped us a lot. There's nothing to thank you for. It's almost time for dinner. You must go to my house for a meal before leaving!" Old man Qin took a puff of his cigarette and said sincerely in his eyes.

"Yes, we don't know how to thank you, so let's just go and have a meal." Qin Jingru said with a red face, a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

Wang Dabao wanted to refuse, but when he saw Qin Jingru's shy look, he agreed, "Forget about eating. I'm thirsty. I'll go over and have a drink of water."

Wang Dabao insisted on not eating at Qin Mancang's house. Firstly, he took into account that every family was short of food now, and secondly, Wang Dabao really couldn't eat their food.

Wang Dabao asked Qin Jingru to sit in the sidecar of the motorcycle, and she held the two little ones in her arms.

Along the way, Wang Dabao drove the motorcycle slowly in front, with Qin Jingru directing the way, and Qin Mancang following behind pulling a cart.

Qin Jingru kept her head down teasing the two little ones, occasionally stealing a glance at Wang Dabao, her heart beating like a deer.

In her mind, the man in front of her was so special. He was handsome, much better looking than those ugly guys in the village. He was also kind-hearted, and had an indescribable charm that deeply attracted her.

Qin Jingru is already eighteen years old this year, which is the age for marriage in the countryside. Her cousin Qin Huairu married into the city at the age of eighteen.

The matchmakers in several nearby villages all knew about the sisters Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru. Now that Qin Huairu had married into the city, many people had set their sights on Qin Jingru. Even though she was not yet of marriageable age, many families had approached matchmakers to help arrange marriages for them.

We cannot say that the matchmaker broke down the threshold, but she did break it down quite a bit, which shows how famous Qin Jingru's beauty is in the area.

But the more this happened, the more Qin Jingru became more arrogant.

When the matchmaker came to her house to propose marriage, she refused to even meet the man, which made Qin Jingru's parents very worried.

The two elders knew what their daughter was thinking. She envied her cousin Qin Huairu for marrying into the city and living a good life, and she also wanted to find a city girl. But these days, it is rare for city men to marry a country girl!

But Qin Jingru didn't care about that and was determined to marry into the city.

First, life as a farmer in the countryside was too hard, and second, he didn't want to marry worse than his cousin Qin Huairu.

"Leader, is this big motorcycle yours?"

Finally, after stealing a few glances at Wang Dabao, Qin Jingru mustered up the courage to speak, "I've never even ridden a bicycle before, but I never thought I'd be able to ride a motorcycle one day. It feels so good to sit on one."

Qin Jingru is an eighteen-year-old girl, it is certain that she is vain, otherwise she would not yearn for city life.

She wanted to ask Wang Dabao about what life was like in the city, but she didn't know how to start.

"This motorcycle belongs to the factory. I work at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill and I borrowed it from my boss."

Wang Dabao said casually, but he was actually thinking in his mind, "Also, don't call me leader. I see you are only a few years younger than me. My name is Wang Dabao, if you don't mind, you can call me Brother Dabao."

"My name is Qin Jingru, Dabao brother, you can just call me Jingru."

Qin Jingru didn't expect Wang Dabao to be so easy to talk to. As for Wang Dabao saying that the motorcycle was borrowed, she automatically ignored it. Which leader would be so easy to talk to? She didn't believe that he would lend her a motorcycle just like that.

Then, Qin Jingru reacted: "Brother Dabao, you mean the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill?"

"Yes." Wang Dabao thought to himself, here it comes.

"My brother-in-law seems to also work in this factory. His name is Jia Dongxu. Do you know him, Brother Dabao?"

Qin Jingru blinked her big eyes at Wang Dabao, as if she was afraid that he would say he didn't know her.

Wang Dabao pretended to be stunned: "Your brother-in-law is Jia Dongxu? Doesn't that mean your sister is Qin Huairu?"

"Brother Dabao, do you know my sister?"

"I know him. He's quite familiar with me!"