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Zheng Cai rolled her eyes at him, "A man should be more confident. If she doesn't like you, she won't go out with you to eat in my small restaurant."

"Go back and sit down quickly. Don't keep people waiting. Just wait. I'll call your sister-in-law out and ask her to fry you two portions. You know your sister-in-law's skills. Just one word, absolutely!"

Before turning around to call his wife, Zheng Cai teased Zhao Yong again about how he was dressed today, "You came over just now. I almost didn't recognize you at first sight. This outfit is good. If you dress like this more in the future, the little girl will cry to death." I will follow you wherever I cry!"

Zhao Yongxin said, if I dress like this today, the person next to me may not cry to death and follow me.

It's really strange. He knows it himself. Girls who see him either don't dare to look at him, or they feel scared and hide away.

This was the first time today that a young girl kept staring at him. He looked back, and she looked at him too. Her eyes were light, as if she didn't care, and it was unpredictable.

Zhao Yong took a deep breath and returned to his seat.

Li Manjun asked curiously: "Do you know that boss? What are you talking about?"

"It's Brother Zheng, our neighbor in the same building." Zhao Yong replied, "He asked me if you were my girlfriend."

Li Manjun, who was sucking on a soda straw, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What did you do?"

"I said not yet." Zhao Yong looked at Li Manjun, wanting to see her reaction.

However, she just nodded yes, and then continued to drink soda and looked at the street outside the store.

Zhao Yong drank all the soda in the barber shop. He got up and poured two glasses of water back. One was placed on Li Manjun's right hand, and the other was drunk by himself.

Li Manjun looked at the people coming and going on the street outside and asked curiously: "Is there a market like Antique Street in Rongcheng? It's like Panjiayuan in Kyoto."

Zhao Yong thought for a while, "There is a Xiao Panjiayuan near Ocean Park, but they are basically scammers, selling old modern handicrafts to deceive outsiders."

"I want to go for a walk." Li Manjun suggested, "How about we go there for a walk after dinner?"

"If you have other things to do, just tell me your address and I can go by myself." Li Manjun added.

Zhao Yong said hurriedly: "Let me take you there. It's chaotic over there and it's not safe for you as a girl."

"Won't I delay your business?" Li Manjun confirmed.

Zhao Yong shook his head, "My job today is to go on a blind date with you."

Li Manjun laughed.

"By the way, has Aunt Wu told you about my situation?" She felt that it would be better to inform you of some information in advance.

For example, she is now unemployed. No matter what era, people care about work.

Zhao Yong didn't expect Li Manjun to say that, but he happened to have some information he wanted to tell her.

The two looked at each other and reached a consensus.

Since it's a blind date, it's better to make it clear from the beginning.

"You can ask me anything you want to know," Zhao Yong said.

This initiative made Li Manjun like him even more.

Li Manjun spoke first, "I am 20 years old this year. I have a younger sister and a younger brother at home, both of whom are in junior high school."

"I am currently unemployed and have never been in a relationship. I can't cook and I don't like cooking, but I can do other housework and help. With a junior high school diploma, employment prospects are not high in the future, and I may not have a very stable job."

"My strict requirement for the person is to have a stable house in the city. My family does not require betrothal gifts or three gold. There is no banquet when getting married. All I need is to get a certificate and treat my family to a simple meal."

"I'm done." Li Manjun took a sip of the drink and looked at Zhao Yong.

She feels that very few men in this era can accept the idea that their wives don't know how to cook, and they don't have to drink wine when they get married.

Zhao Yong lowered his head and recalled the information she said, thought about it carefully, and then answered:

"I am 25 years old this year. My parents died young and I have no other relatives at home. I am alone. This is my first time dating a partner. My job is unstable at the moment, but I promise to take home at least 500 yuan every month. Whether you can find a job or not is up to you, I can support a family."

"My family has a house with two bedrooms and one living room, about 40 square meters. It's just above Granny Qiao's barber shop, on the third floor."

"The house in the old town is a bit old. I will redecorate it before getting married."

"I can cook and do housework when I have time. If we are together, I won't let you go hungry."

Hearing what he said, Li Manjun smiled. It was hard not to have a favorable impression of a man who could accept her not cooking and could cook.

"What's your level of education?" Li Manjun was almost impatient to hear what he would say next.

Zhao Yong seemed a little embarrassed, and his eyes that always fell on her with aggression dropped. Li Manjun waited for a while before he said:

"My educational level is very low. Aunt Wu may have told you that my parents died early, so I was forced to drop out of school before I even finished elementary school."

"I know...my conditions are very poor." Apart from a small house provided by the government, I have nothing.

The tall man who was confident and confident a moment ago now slumped his shoulders slightly and turned his head to look at the street, not looking at her.

Zhao Yong rolled up his shirt sleeves a little irritably, revealing his muscular arms. He tugged on the neatly buttoned collar, unbuttoned a hole on his chest, and revealed the white thin vest underneath. His broad chest rose and fell rapidly, as if Even breathing is a little difficult.

He had never been so nervous.

It was like a criminal awaiting sentencing for a crime he had not committed.

Li Manjun was slightly stunned. She was indeed a little surprised. She didn't have a diploma, not even a primary school diploma. This was beyond her expectation.

But from this morning's interaction, she could feel that he didn't look like someone who had never read a book. He was very polite, restrained in every move, and never made her feel offended.

At least to her.

Can you say you don't mind at all? She didn't know how to respond at this moment, which was the most honest reaction in her heart to this matter.

Just as Li Manjun was about to say something to break the anxious atmosphere, the landlady served the dishes.

There are two bowls of fried rice, one with a small portion and one with a large portion, and a three-fresh soup, which is simple, refreshing and can whet your appetite.

"This is your first time, little sister. Let's try my cooking. Every time Zhao Yong comes, he will eat a larger portion. Don't be frightened by his big appetite."

Zhang Huimei greeted Li Manjun warmly, pushed Zhao Yong's thick shoulder behind his back, and reminded him to fasten his collar. What does this look like, a second-rate man?

Little did he know that Zhao Yong had already given up on himself. This dress was too elegant and was at odds with his aura.

Anyway, now that he has handed over all the consequences, can't he just be himself?

He didn't want to pretend to be polite, cultured or cultivated to trick this girl.

Zhang Huimei glanced back and forth between Li Manjun and Zhao Yong, not knowing where the two people were having a bad conversation.

It was obvious that she had just seen these two people talking and laughing in the kitchen.

"Let's eat first. After eating, go to the little Panjiayuan you just mentioned." Li Manjun took out his chopsticks, held the middle of the chopsticks, and handed him a pair.

Zhao Yong turned his head in surprise, quickly took the chopsticks, and resurrected with full blood on the spot.