Song Tan's Notes

Fortunately, the underworld boss and his strategist were soon forgotten, as the security guards began the second competition.

Compared to the monotonous 3000 meters, this competition is a plank, which tests the core more. When Zhou Tianyu announced the start of the competition, everyone knew how prestigious it was!
Good guy!
No one even glanced at the rather distinctive-looking host; everyone's eyes were fixed on the man sprawled out on the ground, looking like a real man.

Girls, whether shy, generous, reserved, or lively... no one can resist this kind of direct strength!

The male colleagues and the farm's bachelors sighed deeply.

Got it!

After all this commotion, what business is it of theirs?
The cheers on the field grew louder and louder, interspersed with the names of individuals. Even the most shy and ignored security guards were cheered on by some kind-hearted girls who, seeing that no one was applauding them.

This made them even more excited, and like peacocks, they exerted as much effort as they could.

Song Tan also watched intently.

Finally, let's look at Lu Chuan. Well, in terms of physical ability alone, the overpowered Lu Chuan with his abundant spiritual energy is still more impressive.

Of course, he's no match for a security guard.

But then again, if a man is already this handsome, why expect him to have high fighting abilities? That's too greedy.

She, Tan Tan, is not such an ungrateful person!
Just as she was feeling quite pleased with herself, Lu Chuan suddenly reached out and gently pushed her cheek to face him.
"Watch out for the security guards, don't look at me."

His gaze was so intense that his ears turned red.

Song Tan snorted: "Aren't you jealous?" Look at Brother Yanping, with that face, he's still so jealous.

Lu Chuan couldn't help but smile slightly.

People tend to subconsciously pay attention to traits they lack.

Tan Tan herself is very strong and capable in combat, so she prefers people who can cook beautiful meals, keep a beautiful house, and have a pretty face.

When he had scars on his face, people fell in love with him at first sight. Now that the scars are faint, he's miles ahead of those security guards.

Xiao Lu was secretly pleased with himself.

Xiao Lu didn't say it.

Xiao Lu flattered her, saying, "I know you're not the kind of person who's fickle. The security guards are really well-trained; you can watch if you want."

The main house exudes a dignified and composed air, displaying considerable poise.

Song Tan, Song Tan, she falls for this kind of thing!

She quickly grasped Lu Chuan's hand; it was warm and hot, his fingers were fair, his knuckles were distinct, and you could vaguely see the pale blue veins underneath, making it exceptionally beautiful!

Hold it up and look at it again.

He also coaxed her verbally:

"Yes! You are one of a kind! They can't compare at all."

Chen Xi, who didn't participate:
Why is this such a direct comparison? Nobody wanted to be compared to him! With that face, even a whole bunch of security guards stacked together couldn't match his handsomeness.

What's this called again? A green tea guy!

Xiao Lu looked so elegant, and his younger brother Chen Chi admired him immensely and listened to him endlessly. He never expected that even in a relationship, he would be so jealous.

Tsk.

He silently took two more steps to the side.

Just then, Aunt Zhang Hong grabbed her: "Hey? Chen Xi, didn't you come out like them? Why aren't you participating?"

Compared to them, Chen Xi has virtually no flaws! These are such outstanding strengths!

Chen Xi laughed and said, "Auntie, I'll be taking care of my younger brother for the rest of my life. As for finding a partner, I'll let it happen naturally. I won't force it."

In truth, he still longed for a warm home with his wife and children.

But thoughts are one thing, responsibilities are another, and one must understand one's own affairs.

Working on the farm with pigs, cattle, and sheep, and sometimes doing tasks like treating diseases, slaughtering, and cleaning up manure, these girls would always put him last in their list of jobs.

Next up is Chen Chi.

Even those close to us know it's not hereditary, but rather a result of childhood burns, but we still have to convince others.

My parents are the kind of people I don't keep in touch with, but I can't escape the situation of having to provide financial support for their retirement.

Furthermore, Chen Chi is also a tall, strong, and difficult-to-control adult man.

He wouldn't give up this job for Chen Chi's sake. And if she wanted to live with him, she would inevitably have to stay on the farm.

For a young girl, it's almost like giving up everything in the city, which is too much of a cost.

Aunt Zhang Hong meant well, but now, not to mention city girls, even the girls from the village who come to find partners actually want to stay in the city.

This idea is perfectly justifiable, considering the health of the healthcare system, education, and the future of children and families.

But his conditions are what they are: while not being disabled is an advantage, it also means he doesn't earn that much money.
He went on and on, but Aunt Zhang Hong wouldn't listen: "Why are you thinking so much?"

"You can only consider it if the other person is interested in you, right?"

"You don't even try to show anything, you don't give people a chance to think about these things, you just stand there like this, when are you going to ever find a partner?"

She finished talking about this and then moved on to that:
"And you all too."

"Nianxu, I've heard people call you 'Number One Guy,' since your family collects rent and you're rich. We know you're not planning to find a partner here. If you're not planning to, then cheer everyone on!"

"And you! Xiao Cheng, you study computers. I've heard that computer science is lucrative! Even those of you with good financial means who don't want to find work in this small city know that, but asking you to sign up, join in the fun, and give it your all shouldn't be that hard, right?"

Now that you've been reported, don't be shy! It's not right to stay here like this; it makes us farm men seem unrespectable.

"And the three of you too!"

People with different social statuses speak in different volumes.

Aunt Zhang used to be very polite to everyone: "These are all capable people!"
But today, she's in charge of this matchmaking event, so she speaks with a lot of confidence.

"Expert Yan, I asked Professor Song, and he said he doesn't interfere with your students' dating life. He also said that since you're always hiding here without taking initiative, it would be good to attend a matchmaking event to gain some experience. Didn't you sign up too? Don't just stand here; cheer on the other people and give them a shout-out."

If no one from their own farm shouts out, it makes it seem like their security guards aren't in demand.

Even pigs know that they eat better when two are fighting over the food.

Some girls are secretly eager to pursue him, but seeing that he has no competitors around him, they can't muster the enthusiasm themselves!

Products that aren't being snapped up in the supermarket are definitely not in demand!
Yanran: To be honest, she really didn't plan to find a partner in this village. They don't have much in common, so how is she supposed to find one?
But Aunt Zhang Hong has a point. We're just here to join in the fun, aren't we? We're too embarrassed to actually join in.

So he stammered, "Then, who should I cheer for now?"

Oh, let's spread the love evenly, everyone should say it once!
Expert Yan was shy and embarrassed. After Aunt Zhang Hong finished explaining, she squeezed into the crowd, leaving only two grown men behind.

"Expert Tang, you too! Look at you, you're always up in the mountains and working in the fields, you're so tanned, you must be quite strong, right? Why don't you go up and show us what you've got?"

Tang Xiaodong's parents were worried he'd stay away from home and kept urging him to come back and find a girlfriend, but he didn't seem to care much.

But then again, what does it mean that someone who's tanned dark must be strong? Should he go up and compete with these security guards?

he?
Wouldn't that make me a control group for others?
He just doesn't want to find a partner and wants to maintain his self-respect!

No way! Absolutely not!
Next up is Qi Lin.

He can't escape this either.

especially--

"Expert Qi, your grandfather was holding my hand, wanting to enroll you properly. He said his sheep are good, his vegetables sell well, and he's saved you a lot of money. Tell me honestly, do you want to stay here?"

People have always been considered less valuable when they leave their hometown.

Old Qi is quite old, but his grandson coaxed him to settle down here, where he farms and raises sheep.

Aunt Zhang Hong was the first to disbelieve that Xiao Qi had no intention of settling down here.

Qi Lin's face turned slightly red.

He only whispered, "Auntie, I'm a child my grandfather found. I had a cleft lip when I was little, and it was fixed with surgery." Aunt Zhang stared at him for a while, then took out a notebook from her bag and started flipping through it rapidly:

"Look! I specifically checked it on Douyin!"

It details the low probability of inheriting cleft lip—it really is low, only 0.2%!

Other underlying causes include folic acid deficiency, smoking, drinking, taking medications during pregnancy, and other unhealthy habits.

And if it is inherited, it can be easily repaired with current methods.

Is this even a big deal?

This is even less likely than the probability of diabetes being inherited!
Looking at this young man, he is handsome and has a scholarly air about him.

He got quite tanned from working in the fields and on the mountain, but he also has some muscle on his arms. He's good at farm work, hardworking and reliable, has the education, and earns a decent salary.

It's this self-confidence!
Aunt Zhang Hong glanced into the crowd again: He's not even as good as Zhou Tianyu!

Besides, he's taking care of his grandfather, how can that be a drawback? Filial piety usually gives people a greater sense of security.

To put it bluntly, the old man is already this age. Even if he's considered a burden, how many years can he support him?
Oh my goodness! Seriously!
What's the big deal?! A perfectly fine young man who doesn't smoke, drink, or have any bad habits is just holding back like this, Aunt Zhang is so worried.

She even got angry: "If you put out these conditions, how many people would like them!"

Putting everything else aside, with no family burdens to bear, there's no guarantee he won't be transferred around depending on his wife's job in the future.

Even if he was reluctant to leave Yunqiao Village, as long as it wasn't the critical growing season or planting season, it was very easy for him to take a vacation at Old Song's house!
Tsk!
She rattled off a whole bunch of things, leaving Qi Lin speechless.

He... he hadn't thought about any of that.

Or rather, he had thought about it.

He just... still doesn't dare.

Aunt Zhang sighed: "Xiao Qi, time flies when you're young. If you don't date when you're young and full of passion, you'll get old and greasy. Without emotional support, life won't be easy."

"You!"

She was sighing when she noticed Qi Lin's cheeks growing increasingly red, and then he suddenly said:

"Auntie, thank you! But I have something to do, so I can't attend today's blind date!"

With that, he turned around and ran straight out of the crowd!

Aunt Zhang Hong: She was just saying it, if she didn't want to, she didn't want to. We didn't have to push her to this extent!

Ugh.

The old aunt flipped through her notebook with a rustling sound: "Next time, I can't be so hasty."

Meanwhile, Qi Lin, who was running quickly downhill, saw the electric scooter slowly climbing the hill.

Although the slope behind the mountain is gentle, it is quite long, and it takes a lot of effort for an electric vehicle to climb it, so the speed cannot be fast.

He often saw the short-haired woman riding the white electric scooter.

He slowed his pace and looked straight ahead.

The people on the bus also saw him.

It's hard to ignore.

A young, handsome man, still with a student-like air, ran along the mountain road. His white T-shirt billowed in the wind, and the sweat on his cheeks and the slightly bulging veins on his arms revealed the youthful energy he hadn't lost even after starting work.

It's truly a feast for the eyes!

Party Secretary Xiao Zhu simply called out, "Qi Lin? Are you in a hurry? Here, you can ride my electric scooter."

But while we were climbing the hill, the car slipped and slid downhill because we stopped like that.

"Hey--"

As Secretary Zhu was exerting his strength, a large hand grabbed the handlebars and gently pulled him into his arms.

The old electric scooter, its wheels and body covered in mud, obediently followed his steps, was pushed to the side of the road, and was stopped with a click.

He didn't say a word. Secretary Zhu touched his nose, looked at him again and again, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

But the next moment, Qi Lin turned around and said, "Zhu Jun."

Ok?
Secretary Zhu was taken aback, as he hadn't heard anyone call him by his name like that in a long time.

"Can I be your boyfriend?"

“My current fixed salary is 8000 after tax, but I have almost no expenses, so you can use it all.”

“I have a flexible work schedule. Boss Song said that people like us can take leave whenever we need to, even long vacations. Even if we only work for half a year, as long as we can accept a lower salary, the job will be stable.”

“If you are transferred, whether it’s to the same county, city, or province, or to a rural or mountain village elsewhere, I can accompany you.”

"I have no desire for promotion or a raise, nor do I have the ability to be an official or a businessman. I just like to run my own home and have my own family."

"I consider myself to be intelligent and patient, so I shouldn't have too many problems raising and educating children."

He spoke so much in one breath, his handsome face flushed, and beads of sweat were still streaming down his face.

But his gaze was exceptionally focused, fixed on Secretary Zhu without blinking.

Seeing that she was looking straight at him but remained silent for a long time, his gaze gradually dimmed, and even his voice became much lower.

Despite her disappointment, she still managed to say everything she wanted to say:
“I originally planned not to leave my grandfather’s side because my hometown is deserted and inconvenient to travel to. If something happens, I won’t even have time to get back.”

"But Grandpa is very happy living here."

"So even if we are separated for half a year each year, we can still be very relaxed."

For the elderly, nothing is more important than having hope for the future.

The air here is still humid for Grandpa Qi, but he has gradually gotten used to it.

He can save money by growing vegetables, and raising sheep can make life wonderful and interesting. He doesn't even feel lonely.

Because there are quite a few elderly people like him in the village.

He had told Qi Lin several times, "Young man, don't stay with the old man every day. I'm doing fine. If anything happens, I'll call you back. You just go about your business."

Now, thinking about these words, Qi Lin finally decided to say the last, most difficult-to-speak key points:

I had a cleft lip.

"But I've done a lot of research."

He had looked it up when he was in college. But the data was just cold, hard numbers; to him, it was still proof that he had been abandoned.

He once felt that he was simply incapable of rebuilding intimate relationships. So he remained hesitant and never brought it up.

But now...
Aunt Zhang Hong is right.

The ability to love may not disappear with the passage of time. But the energy to nurture a relationship can easily fade away with prolonged loneliness.

He didn't want to miss out like this.

I don't want to give up either.

After a long silence, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu spoke.

"Hmm," she hesitated, "Why did you suddenly say this to me? Did I reveal anything directly?"

Qi Lin's face and neck turned red.

He paused for a moment, then stammered:
"I...I...you."

He took a deep breath: "When you talk to us, your eyes always look at me first, and you always have a smile on your face. You will, you will."

She would also take the opportunity to look at him a few more times while he was wiping his sweat from his clothes. (End of Chapter)