Chapter 492
"Mom, how old is that rich man?"
"Not big, in his early 40s."
"Ah! Mom, I'm only twenty years old. He's in his forties. I'm not my generation. How can I marry an old man? "
"Silly girl, I'm only in my early 40s. How can I become an old man? Girl, although he is a little older than you, it doesn't matter. Forty is the time when a man is young and powerful. I also want to tell you that the rich man's original wife died, leaving no son and a half. You don't have to be a stepmother to marry him. "
Zhang Guihua can't laugh or cry. She never thought that her mother would let her marry someone who could be a father.
"Mom, this rich man is too old. I don't want to marry him."
"Girl, you can't be too selfish. You have to think about your brother. You are just a brother. Do you want him to be a bachelor? As you know, our family's conditions are not good. Up to now, we still live in a thatched cottage. Your father is too honest and has no skills. He can only plant a few acres of land. If your brother wants to marry his daughter-in-law, he has to build a house and prepare a betrothal gift. I've calculated that there is no 300000 yuan left. If you work outside, you can't earn much money. You have to get married to earn a bride price. Moreover, in the future, this rich man will often subsidize us. He is a cash cow. "
"Mom, I really don't want to marry an old man. Otherwise, when my two sisters grow up, maybe they will meet richer people."
A knife curled his mouth, said: "daughter, your two sisters are not as beautiful as you, a big nose, a small eye, and, the body note is not as good as you, I have considered again and again, only you can earn a lot of money for our family betrothal gifts, your two sisters can marry out, not on them."
It seems that a Dao has made up her mind to let Zhang Guihua marry a rich man in the city.
Zhang Guihua gritted her teeth and said, "Mom, I really don't want to marry him."
"Girl, do you want your mother to die? I tell you, if you don't want to marry a rich man, I'll die right away. You know my temper. I'll die if I say I'll. I won't play games. "
A knife said, took out a pair of scissors from the sewing basket, facing his neck, asked: "osmanthus, you answer a sentence: marry or not?"
Of course, Zhang Guihua knows her mother's temper. If she says no, the scissors will stick into her mother's throat.
"Mom, I'll marry. I can't marry yet."
A knife laughed, put down the scissors, said: "girl, in fact, I'm not only for your brother's sake, but also for you. You think, ah, if you marry a rich man, you can go to the city in the future and become a city dweller. Moreover, you can also drink spicy food. If you give a rich man a son and a half, depending on your age, that rich man's home will be very beautiful, Sooner or later, you will be the one who has the final say. "
A Dao is right. If Zhang Guihua married a rich man, he would not worry about food and clothing for his whole life, and he would enjoy a happy life.
However, after working in the city for two years, Zhang Guihua has seen a lot of the world and learned that it takes emotional foundation to build a family. Arranged marriage in the countryside is a pit.
She doesn't want her love buried in this pit.
However, her mother forced her to step back.
"Mom, I can't promise to marry that rich man right away. I have to meet him and get to know each other."
"Of course, you have to meet the rich man. To tell you the truth, I don't know if people will like you. I've heard from your aunt that the big money's demands are very high. Not only should the girl be young, but also beautiful, and she should be able to bear children. Qilibara has said more than ten standards. "
Zhang Guihua thought: you can promise to come down for the time being. When you meet the rich man, try to make the rich man look down on you.
A knife that night and the county table aunt on the phone, about the next day to the county.
The county is more than 100 miles away from the village. You need to walk more than 50 miles on the mountain road, and then take a long-distance bus.
A knife accompanied Zhang Guihua to the county.
Aunt Biao warmly received their mother and daughter, and happily said: "Osmanthus fragrans, if that rich man takes a fancy to you, you will fall into the happiness nest. That rich man is very good, and his family is rich. He is a big boss. His original wife is a sick child, and she can't give birth to a child. She died a year ago."
Zhang Guihua is noncommittal, just smile.
Aunt Biao asked for credit and said: "the rich man wants to find a wife. Many people introduce him. It can be said that there are a large number of women who want to marry him. I do the work of the rich man again and again. I told him that my relative is young, beautiful, and has a big butt. He can definitely have a son. With my three inch tongue, I let the rich man move his heart and promise to meet osmanthus."
"Thank you, aunt."
Zhang Guihua's mouth is very sweet. She has already figured out the countermeasures.
On the day of blind date, aunt Biao took Zhang Guihua to a teahouse.
In one of the elegant seats of the teahouse, there was an old man. He looked at least fifty years old.
Aunt Biao said, "Mr. Li, this is my cousin Zhang Guihua, who is 20 years old. Osmanthus, this is Mr. Li
Zhang Guihua called out: "Hello, Mr. Li!"
Aunt Biao corrected: "osmanthus, you should call brother Li."
Zhang Guihua shouts obediently: "Hello, brother Li."
"Good, good, I'm good, Hello, everybody."
My cousin said, "Mr. Li, I've brought you some people. You two have a good chat. I have to go to the street and buy some things."
Aunt Biao is gone.
Zhang Guihua sat down and said with a smile, "brother Li, why don't you have hair on your head? It's like a bald ass
Mr. Li's heart sank, thinking: is there something wrong with the girl's brain? Otherwise, how can we call me a bald ass when we meet.
After all, it was the first time we met. Mr. Li stood up and said, "ha ha... Although I have less hair, I am smart. Otherwise, how can I open a factory and earn so much money? I tell you: people with more hair are all idiots."
Zhang Guihua looked at Mr. Li and asked, "brother Li, the wrinkles on your face are like plowed fields. It's so ugly."
Mr. Li's heart sank again. He concluded that the girl had some intellectual problems. Maybe she was a fool. Otherwise, she would never talk like that.
"Ha ha... I'm weather beaten, so I have wrinkles on my face. You know, there's a story in every wrinkle."
Zhang Guihua said with a smile: "brother Li, your head is so small. It looks like a little mouse."
Mr. Li couldn't hold his breath any longer. He took out his mobile phone and called Aunt Zhang Guihua's watch. He asked unhappily, "Hey, is there something wrong with your relative's head?"
"Not big, in his early 40s."
"Ah! Mom, I'm only twenty years old. He's in his forties. I'm not my generation. How can I marry an old man? "
"Silly girl, I'm only in my early 40s. How can I become an old man? Girl, although he is a little older than you, it doesn't matter. Forty is the time when a man is young and powerful. I also want to tell you that the rich man's original wife died, leaving no son and a half. You don't have to be a stepmother to marry him. "
Zhang Guihua can't laugh or cry. She never thought that her mother would let her marry someone who could be a father.
"Mom, this rich man is too old. I don't want to marry him."
"Girl, you can't be too selfish. You have to think about your brother. You are just a brother. Do you want him to be a bachelor? As you know, our family's conditions are not good. Up to now, we still live in a thatched cottage. Your father is too honest and has no skills. He can only plant a few acres of land. If your brother wants to marry his daughter-in-law, he has to build a house and prepare a betrothal gift. I've calculated that there is no 300000 yuan left. If you work outside, you can't earn much money. You have to get married to earn a bride price. Moreover, in the future, this rich man will often subsidize us. He is a cash cow. "
"Mom, I really don't want to marry an old man. Otherwise, when my two sisters grow up, maybe they will meet richer people."
A knife curled his mouth, said: "daughter, your two sisters are not as beautiful as you, a big nose, a small eye, and, the body note is not as good as you, I have considered again and again, only you can earn a lot of money for our family betrothal gifts, your two sisters can marry out, not on them."
It seems that a Dao has made up her mind to let Zhang Guihua marry a rich man in the city.
Zhang Guihua gritted her teeth and said, "Mom, I really don't want to marry him."
"Girl, do you want your mother to die? I tell you, if you don't want to marry a rich man, I'll die right away. You know my temper. I'll die if I say I'll. I won't play games. "
A knife said, took out a pair of scissors from the sewing basket, facing his neck, asked: "osmanthus, you answer a sentence: marry or not?"
Of course, Zhang Guihua knows her mother's temper. If she says no, the scissors will stick into her mother's throat.
"Mom, I'll marry. I can't marry yet."
A knife laughed, put down the scissors, said: "girl, in fact, I'm not only for your brother's sake, but also for you. You think, ah, if you marry a rich man, you can go to the city in the future and become a city dweller. Moreover, you can also drink spicy food. If you give a rich man a son and a half, depending on your age, that rich man's home will be very beautiful, Sooner or later, you will be the one who has the final say. "
A Dao is right. If Zhang Guihua married a rich man, he would not worry about food and clothing for his whole life, and he would enjoy a happy life.
However, after working in the city for two years, Zhang Guihua has seen a lot of the world and learned that it takes emotional foundation to build a family. Arranged marriage in the countryside is a pit.
She doesn't want her love buried in this pit.
However, her mother forced her to step back.
"Mom, I can't promise to marry that rich man right away. I have to meet him and get to know each other."
"Of course, you have to meet the rich man. To tell you the truth, I don't know if people will like you. I've heard from your aunt that the big money's demands are very high. Not only should the girl be young, but also beautiful, and she should be able to bear children. Qilibara has said more than ten standards. "
Zhang Guihua thought: you can promise to come down for the time being. When you meet the rich man, try to make the rich man look down on you.
A knife that night and the county table aunt on the phone, about the next day to the county.
The county is more than 100 miles away from the village. You need to walk more than 50 miles on the mountain road, and then take a long-distance bus.
A knife accompanied Zhang Guihua to the county.
Aunt Biao warmly received their mother and daughter, and happily said: "Osmanthus fragrans, if that rich man takes a fancy to you, you will fall into the happiness nest. That rich man is very good, and his family is rich. He is a big boss. His original wife is a sick child, and she can't give birth to a child. She died a year ago."
Zhang Guihua is noncommittal, just smile.
Aunt Biao asked for credit and said: "the rich man wants to find a wife. Many people introduce him. It can be said that there are a large number of women who want to marry him. I do the work of the rich man again and again. I told him that my relative is young, beautiful, and has a big butt. He can definitely have a son. With my three inch tongue, I let the rich man move his heart and promise to meet osmanthus."
"Thank you, aunt."
Zhang Guihua's mouth is very sweet. She has already figured out the countermeasures.
On the day of blind date, aunt Biao took Zhang Guihua to a teahouse.
In one of the elegant seats of the teahouse, there was an old man. He looked at least fifty years old.
Aunt Biao said, "Mr. Li, this is my cousin Zhang Guihua, who is 20 years old. Osmanthus, this is Mr. Li
Zhang Guihua called out: "Hello, Mr. Li!"
Aunt Biao corrected: "osmanthus, you should call brother Li."
Zhang Guihua shouts obediently: "Hello, brother Li."
"Good, good, I'm good, Hello, everybody."
My cousin said, "Mr. Li, I've brought you some people. You two have a good chat. I have to go to the street and buy some things."
Aunt Biao is gone.
Zhang Guihua sat down and said with a smile, "brother Li, why don't you have hair on your head? It's like a bald ass
Mr. Li's heart sank, thinking: is there something wrong with the girl's brain? Otherwise, how can we call me a bald ass when we meet.
After all, it was the first time we met. Mr. Li stood up and said, "ha ha... Although I have less hair, I am smart. Otherwise, how can I open a factory and earn so much money? I tell you: people with more hair are all idiots."
Zhang Guihua looked at Mr. Li and asked, "brother Li, the wrinkles on your face are like plowed fields. It's so ugly."
Mr. Li's heart sank again. He concluded that the girl had some intellectual problems. Maybe she was a fool. Otherwise, she would never talk like that.
"Ha ha... I'm weather beaten, so I have wrinkles on my face. You know, there's a story in every wrinkle."
Zhang Guihua said with a smile: "brother Li, your head is so small. It looks like a little mouse."
Mr. Li couldn't hold his breath any longer. He took out his mobile phone and called Aunt Zhang Guihua's watch. He asked unhappily, "Hey, is there something wrong with your relative's head?"
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