"What?"

Ding Qiusheng was immediately annoyed when he heard that Wang Weidong was a second-hand commodity.

He is just such a girl. She usually holds it in her mouth for fear of melting, and holds it in her hand for fear of falling.

As far as Ding Qiunan's conditions are concerned, I don't know how many young men with excellent conditions are rushing to propose marriage.

Isn’t it just that the conditions are a bit better! What’s more...

Well, it's really amazing.

Among young people of this generation, Wang Weidong's achievements are very rare.

After hearing that his sister was looking for a partner yesterday, Ding Qiusheng went around asking about his future brother-in-law.

I happened to meet Dazhuang and Tong Zhi at the gate of the machinery factory who were coming back to collect their wages.

Dazhuang likes to brag and can only believe half of what he says.

But Tong Zhi was an upright and honest man, and he also praised Wang Weidong as one of the few in heaven and no one on earth.

Listening to the two men showing off Wang Weidong's achievements like a double act, a sentence came to Ding Qiushan's mind: The gap between people is sometimes bigger than the gap between people and dogs.

Ding Qiusheng was three or four years older than Wang Weidong, and he felt that he had spent more than 20 years living like a dog.

At that time, apart from being upset, I also thought it would be great to find such an excellent brother-in-law.

Now he finally understood why Tong Zhi seemed hesitant to speak when he said that Ding Qiunan was having an affair with Wang Weidong.

I'm afraid it's because Wang Weidong is a second-married man.

When Mother Ding saw her son startled, she couldn't help but push him, "Qiu Sheng, please say something!"

Before Ding Qiusheng could speak, Father Ding's voice came from the side.

"What are you talking about? What else is there to say? Just say no. It's not like my Lao Ding's daughter can't get married, so why should she find a second marriage?"

As soon as these words came out, Ding Qiunan, who had been shy before, suddenly no longer cared about being shy, "Dad, you promised well last night! How come you suddenly don't keep your words?"

Father Ding stiffened his neck, "I agreed, but you never told me that he was getting married for the second time. If you had known, how could I have agreed? In short, don't even think about it!"

Ding Qiunan stamped his foot, "You, you are going too far!"

"I'm doing this for your own good!"

How could Ding Qiunan listen? He sobbed softly and ran away.

Seeing this, Ding's mother slapped Ding's father angrily, and then hurriedly chased after him to comfort Ding Qiunan.

Father Ding looked away from his wife's back with a stern look on his face. He knew that he might not be able to escape being taught a lesson tonight, and he suddenly felt a little depressed.

It's fun to show off for a while, but the crematorium will be there afterwards, that's what it's like.

The person with the highest status in the Ding family has never been Ding's father. That is to say, when it comes to marriage, he can show his prestige by virtue of his father's status. Usually he ranks third at most.

As he was about to be unlucky, Ding's father felt that he should find his place elsewhere.

For example, find someone with a lower status than yourself to bully you!

Father Ding immediately looked around for his son, and when he turned his head, he discovered that the boy was looking through the things Yan Bugui had sent him, with exclamations coming from his mouth from time to time.

"You brat, what are you doing?"

Ding Qiusheng said without raising his head, "Dad, come here and take a look!"

After hearing this, Father Ding walked over, looked into the burden, and was stunned.

Moutai!

There are one bottle, two bottles, three bottles... a total of six bottles of Maotai in the red package!

hiss...

These drinks are enough to cover his two months’ salary!

Just seeing the wine bottle, Ding's father felt like his alcohol bug had been aroused.

Among the gifts, Moutai is just the beginning, and the rest of the gifts are all high-quality.

The thermos, basin, and spittoon are all first-class hard goods.

When he saw the three pieces of lansilin cloth, Ding's whole body went numb.

When the son of the deputy director of a machinery factory got married, he wanted to ask someone to buy five feet of blue silk cloth to make bed sheets.

Wang Weidong actually made three horses in one shot.

This is not a door-to-door marriage proposal. It is clearly just to show off your wealth and connections.

In the past, there were no matchmakers who came directly to propose marriage with gifts, but the gifts they delivered were not worth one percent of what they are now.

Is this the so-called hundred-fold betrothal gift?

Only then did Ding's father feel that he had indeed underestimated Wang Weidong.

Ding Qiusheng was also shocked by this generous gesture, and he thought more deeply than Ding's father thought.

Tong Zhi said that the superiors had given those rewards to Wang Weidong.

But it was only such a small amount of money. He must have spent a lot when he got married to the Lou family.

These things in front of me have probably exhausted all Wang Weidong's savings.

Money cannot represent everything, but from these gifts, Ding Qiusheng still felt something called sincerity.

Then he remembered Ding Qiunan's resolute attitude.

My sister knows that since she was a child, as long as it is something that Ding Qiunan believes in, Jiu Niu will not be able to pull her back.

Now she identified Wang Weidong, and judging from her appearance, she was probably Wang Weidong's person.

I'm afraid I can't handle this matter.

Thinking of this, Ding Qiusheng sighed secretly and said, "Dad, how about we call Wang Weidong over to our house for a meal and have a good chat with him?"

Father Ding looked at his son displeased and said, "Why, these gifts have bought you off?

Although our Lao Ding family is not rich, we still have some backbone.

Do you want me to marry my daughter to him with these gifts?

no way!"

Ding Qiusheng smiled bitterly, "Dad, you misunderstood me, how could I sacrifice my sister for this benefit?

But you have to consider Qiunan’s feelings, right?

You can tell what her attitude is. If you really try to stop her, something might happen.

And there’s something I didn’t have time to tell you.”

"What's up?"

Ding Qiusheng looked at his father's face and said cautiously, "When I came back today, Deputy Director Zhang asked me to give you a message. Starting tomorrow, you will be temporarily seconded to the 11th workshop of the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill, where Wang Weidong is the supervisor.

That workshop.”

Upon hearing this, Ding's father suddenly froze in the cold wind.

Are you asking him to attack Wang Weidong?

What a joke!

Father Ding immediately asked his son to reject Deputy Director Zhang.

An eighth-level worker has the pride of an eighth-level worker. If he doesn't want to go, no one can force him.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Ding Qiusheng said something faintly before he could say it.

"Comrade Ding Boren and Deputy Factory Director Zhang also said that this order was issued directly from above. If you don't want to be seconded, don't do it."

"..."

Only then did the eighth-level blacksmith Ding Boren realize that there was still someone who could command him, and that person's name was Guo Guo.

He snorted coldly in his heart, Wang Weidong, your methods are quite clever!

....

While the Ding family father and son were discussing their future son-in-law, Yan Bugui, who left the Ding family, got into trouble.

Chaoyang Police Station, interrogation room.

"Name?"

"Yanbugui!"

"gender?"

"???"

Yan Bugui looked confused. Isn't it obvious whether he was a boy or a girl?

The police comrade sitting opposite seemed to know what he was thinking, and said directly: "Who can see it in this way? Don't you want to have rough-looking female comrades?"

...

Yan Bugui was speechless for a while. This was true. He had never encountered a man who looked more like a woman than a woman.

I just feel a little aggrieved.

I am just a matchmaker, how can I still be caught?

This comrade from the public security department said that he was destroying the appearance of the city.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that this clearly meant that he was being tried as a thief, which was somewhat excessive.

I am a teacher and a cultural person!

Seeing Yan Bugui's silence, the police comrade slapped the table and shouted angrily: "Why are you so stunned? I'm asking you about your gender!"

"Male! A pure man, the one with the upper hand!" Yan Bugui shook his head.

The police comrade laughed incredulously and continued to ask: "What do you do?"

"Teaching third-grade Chinese at the Rolling Mill Elementary School."

Hearing this, the police comrades couldn't help but look at Yan Bugui one more time.

His funny costume made the police comrades couldn't help but worry about the saplings of the motherland.

With such a teacher on the stall, are you sure he won’t be crooked?

After interrogating him for a while, Yan Bugui explained his details and the reasons for his appearance.

The confusion in the eyes of the police comrades deepened.

Who is so blind as to find this strange old man as a matchmaker?

How is this a marriage proposal? It's clearly just a visit to make trouble.

If you don't get kicked out with sticks, that's because you are well-educated.

After shaking his head, the police comrade walked out of the interrogation room and started calling the redeemer.

No matter what, Yan Bugui cannot escape the crime of disturbing the city appearance.

However, the circumstances were relatively minor and did not cause a large-scale sensation. He could be released as long as a sufficient deposit was paid.

Workshop 11 of the steel rolling mill.

After the thorny leader Yi Zhonghai was kicked out of the project team, the eighth-level workers became more active, and there was a busy atmosphere in the workshop.

These days, old workers value reputation more than their lives, and no one wants to follow in the footsteps of Yi Zhonghai.

Wang Weidong checked the hydraulic booster with the eighth-level Gu while chatting.

"Director, so you want to invite the eighth-level worker from the machinery factory?"

"Um."

"But we have no shortage of blacksmiths. Level 8 Zhang and Level 8 Liu are both top-notch masters. And I heard that Old Man Ding has a bad temper and a stubborn temper."

"I know all this, but he has a good daughter."

"????"

Just when the eighth-level Gu's rough face was full of doubts, Secretary Zhou hurried in from the outside and said, "Director Wang, I have a situation that I need to report to you. Can you please come out and have a chat?"

Wang Weidong raised his head and looked at Secretary Zhou with a surprised expression. He saw that his lips moved a few times and he looked embarrassed.

It seems that this matter is not suitable for these old workers to know.

Wang Weidong picked up the rag to wipe his hands and followed Secretary Zhou out.

After arriving at a secluded place, Wang Weidong asked, "Brother Zhou, what happened?"

"Weidong, have you had any relatives come to the capital recently?" Secretary Zhou asked.

Wang Weidong looked confused. He was alone. Where did he have any relatives?

"Brother Zhou, it's not like you don't know my situation. I was born an orphan. How can I have any relatives?"

Secretary Zhou breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this and said: "That may be a mistake. I just got a call from the Chaoyang Police Station, saying that a relative of yours has committed a crime and asked you to come and redeem him with money."

Wang Weidong smiled brightly when he heard this. Isn't this a typical telecommunications fraud in later generations?

But when I thought about it carefully, I felt something was wrong.

Nowadays, those who can install telephones are only government agencies.

How can there be such a high-level liar?

Moreover, calls must be transferred through the post and telecommunications office switchboard, so anonymous calls are impossible.

...

Could it be that some long-lost relatives really came to look for him?

Wang Weidong asked Secretary Zhou: "Brother Zhou, please tell me clearly, what is the name of the person who said he is my relative?"

"Oh, my name is Yan Bugui, he said he is your cousin." Secretary Zhou replied.

Wang Weidong was stunned at first, and then he couldn't laugh or cry.

After working on it for a long time, it turned out to be Yan Bugui. It seemed that the caller was mistaken.

Yan Bugui went to Ding's house today to negotiate matchmaking, why was he at the police station?

...

However, the smile on Wang Weidong's face did not last long and disappeared without a trace.

Because he suddenly remembered that the third aunt had mentioned in the morning that Yan Bugui had spent a lot of money to be a matchmaker.

At that time, Wang Weidong thought the third aunt was joking.

As stingy as Yan Bugui is, how can he be willing to spend a lot of money to eat a peanut for a week?

Now that I think about it, this kind of big capital should be different from what I thought.

This old boy can't be...

Wang Weidong felt a little broken in his heart, and he didn't care to talk to Secretary Zhou anymore.

We have to hurry up and rescue Yan Bugui!

Wang Weidong turned around and entered the workshop to find Niu Zhijun.

"Brother Zhijun, help me keep an eye on the workshop first. I have to go to the police station."

"Police station? What happened? Do you need help?"

"No, the specific situation is not clear yet!"

Wang Weidong pedaled his bicycle into a hot wheel and galloped towards the Chaoyang Police Station.

He had participated in several assistance missions, had dealt with the police station, and knew that the police station closed at six o'clock in the afternoon.

If this time passes, Yan Bugui may have to squat in the fence all night.

I hurried slowly and hurriedly, but finally arrived at the Chaoyang Police Station before getting off work.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! I reported my name in the duty room, and soon, a police comrade who was about the same age as Wang Weidong came over.

He looked Wang Weidong up and down, "Are you a relative of Yan Bugui?"

Wang Weidong nodded, "Yes, comrade, what crime did my cousin commit?"

"Disturbing the appearance of the city!" the police comrade replied simply and horrified.

Then he handed a document to Wang Weidong, "Sign this, then go next door to pay the deposit, and then come here to pick up the person."

Wang Weidong looked confused when he heard this.

What did Yan Bugui do?

How could it disturb the appearance of the city?

Hey, wait until he comes out later and you’ll find out!

Wang Weidong ran to pay the deposit, good guy, two big unity cards!

Ouch, it really hurts.

Just as Wang Weidong took a breath, he saw a comrade from the public security department leading a red man over.

hiss.

Hiss.

Hiss hiss.

Why does Yan Bugui dress like...the first generation Internet celebrity Sister Furong?

Wang Weidong almost sucked all the cold air in the police station.

His face turned red at first, and then he couldn't hold it in any longer and burst out laughing.

I was out of breath laughing.

With the family members starting to talk, the police comrades could no longer hold it in and laughed loudly.

The solemn police station turned into a sea of ​​joy.

...

Yan Bugui felt that he had done something wrong with good intentions, causing Wang Weidong to lose money, but he did not dare to stop Wang Weidong.

After he had laughed enough, he walked forward, pursed his lips, and said, "Weidong, I'm so sorry that I have to trouble you to bail me out."

Wang Weidong was just about to say you're welcome, but he didn't spend much money anyway, so seeing Yan Bugui dressed up like this was totally worth the price of admission.

A bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart, and the smile on his face froze instantly.

"Uncle Yan, you haven't gone to the Ding family to propose marriage, right?"

Wang Weidong looked at Yan Bugui expectantly.

I hope he can nod, so it's not too late.

But once things take a bad omen, they will develop for the worst.

Under Wang Weidong's gaze, Yan Bugui nodded slowly.

I'm crazy...

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