The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 600: A Survival Guide for Women in the Old Republic of China (139)

邱城

"Xiao Jing! Why have you been so absent-minded recently?" Wu Yong, the owner of the butcher shop and also Zhou Jing's uncle,

Seeing his nephew's distracted look, he could not help but frown and said with some complaints, "You have a knife in your hand, aren't you afraid of cutting yourself?"

"Zhou Jing" came back to his senses, scratched his head embarrassedly and smiled, but he didn't care in his heart.

He knew that although his uncle's words were unpleasant to hear, he actually cared about him.

The guy next to him couldn't help but snickering when he heard this, and then he joked, "Boss, maybe Brother Zhou will encounter something good when he goes out to meet friends this time."

"What good things can happen these days!" Wu Yong shook his head, a trace of bitterness and helplessness on his face, and said with a sigh, "It's a blessing to live one day at a time."

As he spoke, his eyes grew dim, as if he was remembering something sad.

"How come there is no good news?" Seeing that the boss was in a bad mood, the waiter quickly changed the subject, trying to liven up the atmosphere, "Brother Zhou is almost 20 years old, it's time for him to get married."

After saying that, he pretended to be smart and nudged "Zhou Jing" with his elbow, signaling him to take over.

"Zhou Jing" didn't speak.

The young man didn't intend to let go of this topic, and even winked and said: "Brother Zhou, are you interested in some girl?"

Thinking of the scene of reuniting with Su Xiangran on the train, Zhou Jing's face suddenly turned red, but then he remembered that he didn't know where she was now.

In an instant, the joy on his face was replaced by worry. He could only lower his head and pretend to concentrate on chopping the meat.

Seeing his nephew like this, it was obvious that he had fallen in love with a girl from a certain family, but he had agreed to the other party's disagreement with the marriage.

Seeing this, Wu Yong glared at the boy and said, "Go to work! You are the only one who keeps talking nonsense."

The boy stuck out his tongue and hurried away.

Wu Yong patted Zhou Jing on the shoulder and said, "If there is a girl you really like, tell your uncle and he will go to her house to propose marriage for you.

Although we are not a wealthy family, we are doing well in Qiucheng. You have learned the skills almost perfectly after following me for several years.

And I also know that you usually save money. If it’s not enough, your uncle can help you make up for it. You can start a family first.”

"Zhou Jing" was still very moved by Wu Yong's words.

After all, the other party is just an uncle of this status, not your biological parents, so it’s good enough that he can think of helping.

But where is the girl he wanted to marry now?

Like a floating duckweed in troubled times, drifting without roots, I don’t know when I can find true peace.

"What are you thinking about!" Wu Yong looked at his nephew "Zhou Jing" in silence and couldn't help but feel a little angry. "What's wrong with a grown man like that?"

"Zhou Jing" quickly replied with a smile: "Uncle, it's nothing. I just went out to visit friends this time and saw wars everywhere, so I was a little worried."

Wu Yong couldn't bear to see Zhou Jing worrying about the country and the people, so he quickly said, "Stop, stop, we are just ordinary people, fighting is the business of the soldiers.

Don't learn from your cousin. I don't even know if he's dead or alive. You've finally come to take care of me in my old age. Don't go there again."

"Zhou Jing" pursed his lips and continued to do the work in his hands. He didn't say whether he would join the army or not.

Of course, he couldn't tell the other party that Wu Yong's real nephew had died and that he was the undercover agent who replaced him.

This guy looks strong, but he is just a poor guy who talks tough.

Wu Yong was frightened by his nephew "Zhou Jing"'s words. In order to dissuade him from joining the army, he could only find a matchmaker in Qiucheng to arrange a marriage for him as soon as possible.

Wu Yong believed that once a man got married, he would have a wife and children and a warm bed, and his heart would be at peace, so he would not think about unnecessary things.

It's a good idea, but it's difficult to implement.

Although the Wu family owns a butcher shop in Qiucheng, "Zhou Jing" himself is in very poor condition.

First of all, he was disfigured and a cripple, and his voice was ruined, so he didn't talk much.

There is no market for such a person. The key point is that when the matchmaker heard that he was already in his twenties, she shook her head repeatedly.

"Boss Wu, it's not that I don't want to do business with you." A matchmaker who had a good relationship with him told the truth, "Your family is well off, but after all, you are only Brother Zhou's uncle, not his biological father. Even if you can help out in the future, how much can you help?

This young man Zhou is disabled, and he looks like that. Few girls in this city would like him. I told you to find some girls from nearby farms to meet him, but you still didn't want to."

"At least we are from the city." Wu Yong was a little discouraged by what the matchmaker said, but he still emphasized, "What if our family can pay more for the betrothal gift?"

When the matchmaker heard this, her eyes turned and she said, "How about marrying the daughter of the Wang family to your family?"

"No, no! That person is mentally ill." Wu Yong waved his hands quickly and said, "This is a big problem. The baby will also have problems."