Reborn Nobility

Chapter 67 The young woman appears

Marriage rules in rural areas of the Central Plains are relatively complicated. Poor families have their own methods, and rich families have their own methods. But one thing is certain, betrothal gifts are indispensable.

However, nothing in the world is smooth sailing, and there are many marriages that fall apart halfway through. This is human nature. Generally speaking, when this happens, the woman will take the initiative to return the bride price to the man, and the latter will just let it go.

No more entanglement.

In this way, the woman can maintain her dignity and respectability so that she can get married easily in the future, and the man can gain benefits.

But Liu Yue was facing Dong Jiuxing, the head of Dongji in Yiyuan Village in Changhe Township.

Dongji Village started out as a counterfeiter and became extremely rich. It is said that they have great wealth and power, and the people in this village are also quite arrogant!

Dong Jiuxing had seen Liu Yue accidentally before and had already coveted his beauty. He also heard that her family was poor and her mother was seriously ill, so she asked a matchmaker to come to her house.

Liu Yue was eager to save her mother, so she agreed.

When it was time to go back on his word, Dong Jiuxing refused. In the evening, he went to the deputy township head Qian Xuewen's place to drink with some friends. Qian Xuewen had just eaten a few days ago and was beaten up by the people of Lao Xiazhuang.

When you are angry, you will inevitably fan the flames on the sidelines.

Dong Jiuxing thought to himself, if you want to break off the engagement, then break off the engagement. Where will I put my face?

His younger brother Dong Sixi, who was in the second year of high school, took the initiative to invite his high school classmate Dong Xiaofeng and a few gangsters to come over and steal the bride, so the scene just happened.

Xia Xiaoluo walked up to Dong Xiaofeng and said: "Today I will give you three thousand yuan. Take the money and go back! I know that you are just Dong Jiuxing's dog, and you can't make the decision. I will tell you when I go back."

Master, the old Xiazhuang is not full of seats! There are a few thorns here! If you can’t sit still, just pierce your butt!"

His voice was not loud, but he was domineering, and his seemingly calm and cold eyes made Dong Xiaofeng feel a deep chill.

Dong Xiaofeng didn't dare to borrow money yet, knowing that as long as he accepted the money, there would be no room for maneuver on the matter.

Xia Xiaoluo winked at Ergouzi.

Xia Ergou smiled obscenely and kicked the young man who insulted Old Xiazhuang to the ground. He held his hands behind his back with one hand, and pulled off his pants three times with the other hand, pointing at him.

He kicked his bare buttocks and private parts a few times and said: "Your grandma is a bear, your butt is not that big!"

He turned around and said: "Qingtian, why are you still standing there? Take off the pants of these big-assed bastards! See how big they are! Are they as big as our old Xiazhuang!"

Seeing that the highly respected Xia Jinzhou had no objection, a group of teenagers rushed towards him like little tigers. Some of the first few resisted, but they were decisively slapped by the young men of Lao Xiazhuang.

No one resisted, so he obediently took off his pants.

For a time, a patch of white flowers bloomed like brilliant chrysanthemums in this beautiful summer.

The villagers of Lao Xiazhuang who were watching laughed loudly, and even the village chief Xia Jinzhou, who had always been serious about his words, also had a faint smile.

The female workers in the factory turned their faces away, unwilling to see this embarrassing scene!

Xia Ergou, a little naughty man, didn't talk that much. He looked closer at Dong Xiaofeng and said with a smile: "Are you ashamed? As a grown man, you even cried!"

Although this ancient village is poor, it has an inviolable self-esteem. When others bully it, it often breaks out with amazing unity and fighting power.

The fights between villages over two acres of land may not be understood by the young men and women in the city, but it was indeed a common occurrence in the 1990s.

The world is so cruel that it treats all things like rotten dogs. In order to fight for a little living space, sometimes it is necessary to fight with blood!

Xia Xiaoluo took out a stack of banknotes from his wallet and sprinkled it on Dong Xiaofeng's flowered underwear: "Pick up the money and get out of here!"

As if they had been granted amnesty, a group of teenagers pulled up their pants, jumped into the Toyota Crown that had once made them feel proud, and ran away in disgrace.

This battle has been recited for a long time by the honest and honest but unruly villagers of Lao Xiazhuang. Xia Xiaoluo easily tossed out 3,000 yuan in brand-new RMB, and the classic scene of red hair and white buttocks contrasting with each other has spread to ten miles.

Patxiang.

If we are not even afraid of Yiyuan Village, who dares to offend us?

Afterwards, Xia Xiaoluo smoked a cheap and low-quality cigarette costing a few cents and said in a very cool manner: "Anyone who offends my old Xiazhuang will be punished no matter how far away he is!"

Xia Xiaoluo pulled Xia Qingtian to a quiet place, handed his cousin a cigarette, and said, "Brother, what do you think of today's events?"

Xia Qingtian took the cigarette and said, "What's the point? Who dares to challenge us! I'll cut him!"

Xia Xiaoluo laughed dumbly and thought to himself, at such an old age, he still keeps talking about fighting and killing.

He solemnly said: "Brother, I think you should see the importance of money from today's events! This era in China is an era where money can make all the difference, but without money, your housing, medical care, and uncle's pension

No one can help you."

Xia Qingtian laughed and said: "Look at your bearish behavior, you taught me a lesson. I am your master! I am still your cousin!"

Xia Xiaoluo said seriously: "Brother, I'm not joking. Think about what happened today. How miserable the Liu Yue family is! It's not the fault of poverty!"

The smile on Xia Qingtian's face disappeared. He lowered his head, thinking about something.

Xia Xiaoluo said: "My uncle is getting older and his health is slowly getting worse. You should think about your own marriage and your family's income, and how you can support your uncle in his old age!"

Xia Qingtian still lowered his head and said nothing, a trace of guilt seemed to flash across his face.

"Now you have the opportunity to do material purchasing. It is a good opportunity for you and a kind of exercise. You should seize it."

Xia Qingtian didn't say anything more. He threw the burned cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his feet, as if crushing his absurd youth and carefree past.

He patted Xia Xiaoluo hard on the shoulder, said nothing, and left.

Xia Xiaoluo thought that the structure of the "Pan Pan" project had been completed, and the start of school was approaching. He proposed to Xia Jinzhou the idea of ​​returning home to Luoshui County.

Xia Jinzhou asked his wife to prepare a table of good meals and dishes, which was regarded as practice. The uncle was very grateful to Xia Xiaoluo and thought that Wang Dali, the God of Wealth, was all brought by Xiaoluo.

Xiao Luo couldn't help but smile and thought to himself, if you knew that this business was actually mine, you might be so grateful and shocked.

Early the next morning, Xia Xiaoluo took Wang Dali and headed for Luoshui County.

Xia Xiaoluo said on the bus that was so bumpy that his insides were about to vomit acid water: "I'm about to start school, and I may not be able to take care of our project anymore. You have to work hard. Dealing with those fake and shoddy products is not a long task."

, can we stand up and make money?”

The phrase "stand up and make money" made Wang Dali feel ashamed, but this novel and vivid statement made him admire him very much.

He blushed and nodded, saying: "Xiao Luo, don't worry, my uncle will work hard with you, and we will definitely accomplish something great."

When they arrived in Luoshui County, Xia Xiaoluo and Wang Dali went to the printing factory first. Under Xia Xiaoluo's guidance, the printing factory designed the product packaging. The two parties negotiated the price, and Xia Xiaoluo paid a deposit of 500 in advance. Such a big deal

As for the business, the director of the printing factory was so happy that he couldn't help but insist on inviting the two of them to dinner.

Xia Xiaoluo smiled and declined.

After the matter was done, Wang Dali asked a little shyly: "Xiao Luo, can I take a leave?"

Xiao Luo smiled and said: "The things from the printing factory are here, so I have to work overtime. It will take another two or three days. You have nothing to do and can move around freely? What do you want to do?"

"Sigh... I want to see your aunt. I haven't seen her in the past few days. I haven't seen her since my accident..."

Xiao Luo thought about it. The two of them were in love like no other, and they could be regarded as fateful lovers. He smiled and said: "Go ahead, I won't collect the product packaging. You go and see my aunt, and then come back to pick up the goods. This paragraph

I have to prepare for the start of school, and I don’t have time to visit the factory, so you have to worry about everything.”

Wang Dali looked happy.

Xia Xiaoluo thought for a moment and said, "By the way, go buy a BP machine. Always leave an office phone number when you go out to do things. Later, you can give me the BP machine number, and we can use the phone number of our unit's communication room to contact you."

Wang Dali gave a thumbs up and praised: "Xiao Luo, I have you. In fact, I have been wanting to tell you this a few days ago, but I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to accept it all at once."

When he worked at Xinyang Foreign Trade Company, he only had a telephone in the office and a motorcycle. Although he applied for a bp machine, the leader did not approve it for him. Although Xia Xiaoluo, the "Huading Company", had just

However, the equipment was not bad, and the treatment was better than that of state-owned enterprises. He was very excited.

The days passed uneventfully, and my father Xia Jindong's work in the Health Bureau went smoothly. He was originally kind to people and had relatively strong public support, but there were serious gaps in the Health Bureau. He and Wang Junwei were the only ones in their thirties, and the others were

The old people and the new people are all college students in their twenties and cannot resist the big wave.

In the past few days, Xia Xiaoluo calmed down and borrowed the textbooks and exercises for the first year of high school from the high school students in the family home, and began to preview them in advance. He knew that many people took it lightly at this stage, thinking that high school was a new beginning.

, in fact, it is very important to lay a good foundation.

High school curriculum and junior high school curriculum are completely different concepts. The difficulty and breadth of knowledge have reached a higher level. Many students who have excellent grades in junior high school have fallen behind in high school.

He knew that apart from the advantage of being reborn, he actually had an average IQ, so he worked harder to study.

Yang Jingchu has also been discharged from the hospital and his body has fully recovered. He cut off Einstein's afro and became fresh and sunny. His overall mental state is also much better. He is like a freshman. In addition to reading, he is playing basketball at No. 1 High School.

He plays basketball on the court and likes to call Xiao Luo during basketball in the afternoon. He is full of energy.

But Xia Xiaoluo didn't like playing basketball with him very much. After just one summer vacation, his height was like bamboo shoots springing up after rain in spring. It was almost noticeable that he was growing taller. He had grown a lot taller and his face had matured.

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But despite this, his basketball skills are not as good as Yang Jingchu's, coupled with the latter's height advantage, this makes Xia Xiaoluo very depressed.

So he said: "Teacher Yang, if you want, let's have a horse walking competition!"

Two days before school started in the afternoon, Xia Xiaoluo and Yang Jingchu were playing basketball with Xia Xiaoluo when a beautiful young woman in her early thirties came over.