Era: My backyard is the garbage dump of the universe

Chapter 252: Was I rejected on the blind date?

"So do I." The youngest sister agreed.

"Okay! Okay!" Liu Qingsong shook his head, then took Xiao Nuomi and Yaomei to the gate.

Seeing this, the naughty boy ran off to find his grandfather Tao Guoqing.

Tao Guoqing was helping Old Jiang boil medicine in the backyard of Pangdun's house. When he saw Little Naughty running back anxiously, he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong, Little Naughty?"

Old Jiang also looked at the little naughty boy with a smile.

"Grandpa, Xiao Nuomi is going to the banquet." The little naughty boy replied.

"Attending a banquet?" Tao Guoqing was puzzled. Why would he go to a banquet instead of studying?
"Well, I...I want to go too." The little naughty boy hesitated for a moment before expressing his little thoughts.

"What?" Tao Guoqing was stunned.

Jiang Lao was stunned and laughed out loud: "Little naughty boy, you can't go to the banquet when Xiao Nuomi goes."

"Why?" Xiao Tao was angry.

"Because Xiao Nuomi is going to her relatives' banquet, not yours." Tao Guoqing lowered his voice: "If you go to join in the fun, you will be gossiped if you are discovered."

"Yeah, it's also annoying." Old Jiang agreed.

"But...but..." Xiao Tao started crying angrily.

This made Tao Guoqing a little at a loss, and Old Jiang also had a headache.

The two were just trying to find a way to coax Little Naughty when they heard Little Nuomi's voice from outside: "Little Naughty, have you changed your clothes? Your uncle has already pushed the three-wheeled motorcycle out!"

"Well, hurry up, you're the only one missing." The youngest sister also shouted.

"Oh! I'll be there right away." The little rascal burst into laughter, turned around and went to the room to change clothes.

Tao Guoqing was somewhat surprised and puzzled.

After exchanging a glance with Old Jiang, Lian walked out with Old Jiang.

After learning that Liu Qingsong was going to his second uncle's house for a wedding banquet, the two felt relieved. After all, Zhou Guowei was not an outsider, so he could indeed take Xiao Taoqi with him.

But Tao Guoqing didn't want Xiao Taoqi to eat a free meal, so after thinking about it, he took out ten yuan and handed it to Liu Qingsong: "When you give your share, remember to give Xiao Taoqi's share to your second uncle."

"Isn't this bad?" Liu Qingsong pushed the ten yuan back.

"What's wrong with that?" Tao Guoqing forced the money into Liu Qingsong's hand. "I don't want other people to gossip about my little naughty boy during the banquet."

"Okay then!" Liu Qingsong had no choice but to accept the money.

When Tao Guoqing saw Xiao Nuomi and Yaomei both got on the sidecar, he immediately went back to help Xiao Taoqi change his clothes.

Liu Qingsong was waiting next to the sidecar.

A few minutes later, instead of Little Taoqi, Fatty Huang, Wang Xun and Nie Xiaojun showed up unexpectedly.

The three of them came here in a jeep, and as soon as they got off the car, they all had sullen faces, as if someone owed them a million or eight hundred thousand.

"What's wrong with you?" Liu Qingsong and Liu Chunhua looked at each other and walked over.

"Don't mention it. The factory director's brother-in-law Song Haibo saw that our canteen business was doing well and wanted to forcibly acquire shares. We came here to find you to think of a solution." Fatty Huang didn't waste any words. After lighting a cigarette and taking a puff, he stated his intention.

"What did you say?" Liu Qingsong frowned.

The factory director's brother-in-law wanted to buy a stake in the canteen business? What was he doing when the business was not good before? Isn't this a typical shameless act?

No wonder Fatty Huang didn't come to see him these two days. It turned out that he encountered "bandits".

"What Fatty Huang said is true." Wang Xun confirmed, "I even went to see my uncle about this matter, but he said it would be useless for him to come forward because Song Haibo is the local boss in the Yibin Winery. If we don't compromise, we won't be able to defeat him at all."

"Then there's nothing I can do!" Liu Qingsong replied, spreading his hands.

This is the truth.

Because a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake.

Even if he asked Director Tao for help, I'm afraid Song Haibo would not take it seriously. After all, Song Haibo has a brother-in-law who is a factory director, and the Yibin Winery is their territory.

"Why don't you have any other solutions? If Director Tao doesn't work, you can ask the Ye family! If the Ye family doesn't work, you can ask Lei..."

Before Fatty Huang could finish his words, Liu Qingsong interrupted him impatiently: "Are you mentally ill? You want me to use Uncle Lei's connections for such a small matter?"

“I tell you, even if the Ye family and Uncle Lei are willing to come forward, I will not go to them.”

"Why?" Fatty Huang was puzzled. Was he just going to watch the canteen that made a fortune every day being taken over by Song Haibo?

"Because what happened between us and Song Haibo cannot be made public. Even if the Ye family and Uncle Lei are willing to help, they will look down on Qingsong." Wang Xun saw that Liu Qingsong was about to get angry, so he helped to explain the reason.

"This..." After understanding it, Fatty Huang scratched his head and stopped talking.

But he was still unwilling to be forced to acquire shares by Song Haibo.

After all, once Song Haibo acquires shares in the winery canteen, he might not have a role to play after a long time.

Liu Qingsong saw what Fatty Huang was thinking. After walking back and forth for a few steps, he asked, "Does Song Haibo have to invest in the canteen of the Yibin Winery?"

"Yes, and his attitude was very arrogant. Before I expressed my opinion last night, he brought people to block the cafeteria door." Fatty Huang replied.

"That's secondary. Song Haibo actually asked the factory director to cut off the water and electricity in the cafeteria. Isn't this killing people?" Nie Xiaojun added.

"Then you should transfer all the rights to the canteen to Song Haibo." Liu Qingsong hesitated for a moment and then said what he was thinking: "Transfer my share to him as well."

"Why?" Fatty Huang was anxious.

Wang Xun didn't speak to Nie Xiaojun.

Because they knew that there must be a reason why Liu Qingsong said this.

As expected, Liu Qingsong replied in a low voice: "Why else? In the current situation, even if I find someone to stop Song Haibo from investing in the canteen, do you think the canteen can still make money in the future?"

"This..." Fatty Huang was stunned.

Song Haibo is a narrow-minded person.

If you don’t invest in the canteen.

Then there will definitely be revenge.

In the face of revenge, it would be really difficult to make money.

"So instead of doing this, why don't we quit?" Liu Qingsong continued, "After we quit, with Wang Xun's connections in the Health Bureau and your connections in the winery, would it be difficult to open a profitable restaurant?"

"It's not difficult." Before Fatty Huang could answer, Wang Xun responded first.

As for where the confidence comes from, it is obvious that it is because they know that now with reform and opening up, private individuals can also open restaurants.

Coupled with his relationship with the Health Bureau, the ready-made tables, chairs and benches in the cafeteria, as well as the chef team, it is really not difficult to make money.

"If it's not difficult, you can go find Song Haibo and transfer all the contracting rights of the canteen to him." Liu Qingsong looked at Wang Xun: "Fatty Huang is a fool, you should be in charge of this matter directly."

"Don't worry, Song Haibo has the guts to forcefully acquire shares in the canteen, but he definitely doesn't have the guts to go against me."

"When our restaurant opens, Song Haibo will cry."

"Okay! Okay!" Wang Xun agreed readily and felt confident.

After all, in the entire Dayu City, no one dares to go against Liu Qingsong. Song Haibo is not qualified, and the director of the Yibin Winery is not qualified either.

"Then go and do your own thing!" When Liu Qingsong saw Tao Guoqing coming over with the little rascal, he waved to Wang Xun.

"Yeah," Wang Xun turned and walked towards the jeep parked in the threshing ground.

Although Fatty Huang was somewhat reluctant, he finally had to follow Nie Xiaojun.

Liu Qingsong watched the jeep disappear from his sight before he reached out and picked up Xiao Taoqi and sat him on the mailbox of the sidecar.

"Goodbye, Grandpa. Don't worry, I will bring back some delicious food for you." The little rascal waved his little hand at Tao Guoqing and said happily.

"Okay! Okay!" Tao Guoqing smiled.

Liu Qingsong couldn't help laughing. He saw that his eldest sister, Xiao Nuomi and youngest sister were all seated. They were about to ride their sidecar tricycle to his second uncle's house, but Li Fenfen appeared with a beehive on her back.

Li Fenfen should have come running over.

Because there was crystal sweat on her fair and delicate face.

Seeing that Liu Qingsong was about to leave, Li Fenfen waved her hands and said, "Qingsong, wait a moment."

"Is there something wrong?" Liu Qingsong had no choice but to turn off the sidecar.

"What you promised me last time..." Li Fenfen approached and hesitated to speak.

"What happened last time?" Liu Qingsong scratched his head in confusion.

Liu Chunhua also looked at Li Fenfen with a teasing look in her eyes.

"You don't remember?" Li Fenfen was anxious.

"I really don't remember." Liu Qingsong smiled awkwardly.

"Humph! Are you born in the Year of the Dog? You forgot such an important thing." Li Fenfen stamped her feet: "You promised to go to Tiger Mountain to pick wild Ganoderma lucidum for me. Today is already the third day. Judging from your appearance, you definitely didn't go."

"Ouch!" Liu Qingsong slapped his forehead and said, "I was so busy plowing the fields and growing vegetables these days that I really forgot about it."

"What should I do? I have already told my father that you can sell me wild Ganoderma lucidum today." Li Fenfen's eyes turned red as she spoke.

"How about this, you wait until I finish the banquet at my second uncle's house and then I'll go to Tiger Mountain to pick wild Ganoderma lucidum for you?" Liu Qingsong was embarrassed and had to discuss it with Li Fenfen.

"The problem is that it will rain tomorrow. Is it safe for you to go up Tiger Mountain?" Li Fenfen became worried.

"It's okay, I'm familiar with Tiger Mountain." Liu Qingsong said with a smile.

"Then I'll come see you tomorrow." Li Fenfen had no choice but to compromise: "You can't lie to me again, my father is waiting for the wild Ganoderma lucidum to heal his injuries!"

"I won't lie to you again." Liu Qingsong promised.

"Then I'll go first. I also have to accompany my grandfather to the loach production team for a banquet." Li Fenfen said, turned around and ran away with the beehive on her back.

"Hey! Hey..." Liu Qingsong wanted to call Li Fenfen, but Li Fenfen ran away without looking back.

Liu Qingsong had no choice but to ride his sidecar towards his second uncle Zhou Guowei's house.

Zhou Guowei's family also lives in the loach production team, which is why Liu Qingsong called Li Fenfen to stop by.

Because he suspected that the two of them had the banquet in the same place, and it might be his second uncle's house.

But now Li Fenfen had already left, and Liu Qingsong did not chase her. Instead, he drove his sidecar onto the country road and took a shortcut to the loach production team.

Half an hour later, Liu Qingsong drove a sidecar to the gate of Zhou Guowei's house.

Zhou Guowei's house is a thatched house built with southern bamboo. Although it is simple, it is festive inside and out today. There are happy characters pasted on the door and on the windows.

Liu Qingsong parked the sidecar.

Just about to carry the little rascal down.

Zhou Guowei came over with Yang Juan, who was dressed beautifully, smiling, and then lit a wedding cigarette.

This cigarette must be accepted, and everyone has a share.

But the little rascal doesn’t know the rules!
When she saw Zhou Guowei handing her a wedding cigarette, she ran away.

Zhou Guowei wanted to chase after him, but Liu Qingsong stopped him: "Give me the wedding cigarettes, I'm worried that I don't have enough!"

This was a way for Zhou Guowei to save his life. Zhou Guowei was so happy that he said, "Okay! Okay! I'll give you the whole pack of wedding cigarettes."

Liu Qingsong took the cigarette without hesitation and put it in his trouser pocket.

Liu Chunhua, who was standing by, looked around and didn't see her grandmother. She couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Second uncle, where are the grandmother's family members?"

Her grandmother was very kind to her when she was a child.

So this time when I came to my second uncle’s house for the wedding banquet, I must pay a good visit to my grandmother.

Liu Qingsong also had this idea.

"She is helping to pick vegetables in the kitchen!" Zhou Guowei saw another relative coming, and after saying goodbye to Liu Qingsong and Liu Chunhua, he hurried to greet her.

Liu Qingsong did not join in the fun. After all, many of his second uncle's relatives were acquaintances he knew but not familiar with.

So after giving some instructions to Xiao Nuomi, Yaomei and Xiao Taoqi, she went to the kitchen with her eldest sister to find grandma.

My grandmother is almost seventy years old this year. Apart from her hunched back, everything else is fine.

Seeing Liu Qingsong and Liu Chunhua coming over, he happily leaned on his knees and greeted them: "Why don't you see that naughty girl Hongxia?"

"She's playing with Xiao Nuomi outside!" Liu Qingsong held out his hand to support his grandmother: "If you want to see her, I can call her over."

"No! No! I'm just asking casually." Grandma held Liu Qingsong's right hand, looked up at him, and smiled with satisfaction: "You've grown taller, and you look more and more like your father. You're eighteen this year, right?"

"Not yet! I'm seventeen this year." Liu Qingsong said as he helped his grandmother sit on a bench nearby.

"Yes! Qingsong is seventeen this year." Liu Chunhua also confirmed.

"Have you found a partner?" Grandma suddenly asked.

"Ah?" Liu Qingsong was stunned.

"No!" Liu Chunhua smiled.

"That's good that you haven't found her. I have a pretty good girl here. She's seventeen today too. How about I call her over so you can meet her?" Grandma said as she got up to look for the girl.

This made Liu Qingsong laugh and cry.

Liu Chunhua also laughed out loud.

But neither of them stopped their grandmother from matchmaking, after all, it was well-intentioned.

Of course, it’s just a meeting. Whether you agree or not is another matter!

A moment later, the grandmother appeared holding a "strong" girl.

This sturdy girl was at least 1.75 meters tall, with a broad back and a round face. After seeing Liu Qingsong's thin appearance, she couldn't help but frowned: "How tall are you?"

"About 1.72 meters!" Liu Qingsong replied uncertainly while sitting on a stool.

The reason why he is not sure is that he has not measured his height this year!

However, he was about 1.78 meters tall before his rebirth, which was not short, so there was no pressure in asking him about his height.

But the sturdy girl showed a look of disdain: "I'm almost 1.8 meters tall, and you're only 1.72 meters tall. We are not suitable for each other."

After saying that, leave.

Clean and quick, without any drag.

This made my grandmother feel very embarrassed for a moment.

Liu Chunhua's face also looked a little ugly.

After all, given his brother's current conditions, it's not easy for him to find a partner!

And this strong girl actually looked down on Liu Qingsong. She really looked down on others.

But Liu Qingsong was not angry at all, instead he couldn't help laughing.

Of course, I also understand why the strong girl dislikes him.

Because in 1979 in Songmu Commune, whether it was a man or a woman looking for a partner, the first requirement was that the man must be tall and strong, and could not be inferior in height and body shape.

Why is this happening!
Because 1979 was the farming era, whether it was getting married or finding a wife, most people would end up farming.

If you are too short to even carry a load of rice when farming, you will naturally be looked down upon by others.

Seeing that the old lady was standing there not knowing what to say for a moment, Liu Qingsong took out the red envelope he had prepared and stuffed it into her hand, then pulled her to sit aside and chat.

Time passed quickly as we chatted.

At noon, the wedding banquet at the loach production team only has noodles, and there will be a banquet in the afternoon.

Seeing that Xiao Nuomi, Yaomei and Xiao Taoqi had already taken their seats, Liu Qingsong took their grandmother's hand and walked over.

Liu Chunhua also followed behind.

Just as they were about to sit down, a surprised voice sounded in their ears: "Huh? Qingsong, you are also having a banquet here?"

"Ah?" Liu Qingsong turned his head and looked over.

Seeing that it was Li Fenfen who was talking to him at the table opposite, he couldn't help but laugh: "Why are you here too? I remember that my second uncle doesn't have a relative like you?"

Liu Chunhua also looked at Li Fenfen teasingly.

Only then did he notice that there was light in Li Fenfen's eyes when she looked at Liu Qingsong.

"I'm not related to your second uncle, but my grandfather is related to the bride." Li Fenfen said as she walked to Liu Qingsong's side and sat down. Her delicate and fair face was filled with joy. "After you finish eating the noodles, don't run away. Let's go play cards and win money from my second aunt together."

The last words were whispered in Liu Qingsong's ear, which seemed very ambiguous to others.

But Li Fenfen didn't notice it, and Liu Qingsong thought it was just a joke: "I don't know how to play cards, you should call someone else!"

"That won't work!" Li Fenfen pulled Liu Qingsong without saying anything and went to meet the second aunt she mentioned.

Grandma watched the two of them walk away, and couldn't help but ask Liu Chunhua curiously, "Whose pretty girl is this? Why do I think she likes Qingsong?"

"She is Li Fenfen, the granddaughter of Li Juren. You should know Li Juren." Liu Chunhua replied in a low voice.

"Of course I know Li Juren. He is a legendary figure in our Songmu Commune." Grandma suddenly realized and was very happy at the same time.

I was just about to ask how close Li Fenfen and Liu Qingsong are.

The sturdy girl who had previously gone on a blind date with Liu Qingsong came here under the guidance of her parents.

Grandma frowned when she saw this: "Why are you here?"

He looked down on his grandson Liu Qingsong, and it was a humiliation for him to come to her.

"I...I..." The strong girl stammered, not knowing how to answer.

Seeing this, her father explained: "Don't be angry, I brought Nini here to apologize to you, and I also want her to get to know Liu Qingsong better."

"Yes! Yes! I heard that Liu Qingsong is very good at hunting. We really like his conditions." The sturdy girl's mother said with a wry smile.

"What's the point of you liking him? My Liu Qingsong already has girls who like him." Grandma pointed at Li Fenfen who was chatting and laughing with Liu Qingsong: "See, she's much prettier than your Nini."

Upon hearing this, the sturdy girl and her parents quickly turned their heads to look over.

When they saw Li Fenfen's fair skin, delicate face and slim figure, their faces turned dark and they quickly left in shame.

Liu Lijuan laughed out loud: "Grandma, if you don't give face to this Nini, what will you do if she says bad things about you behind your back?"

"What are you afraid of? I'm already so old. Do you think I would be afraid of a little girl?" Grandma shook her head with amusement when she heard that. Seeing that the kitchen helper had already brought the noodles, she quickly stood up, pulled Liu Qingsong and Li Fenfen to sit beside her, and then started eating the noodles.

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In the countryside in 1979.

There is actually nothing special about the pasta served at a wedding banquet.

There were many people sitting at Liu Qingsong's table, so many of them did not eat enough.

But no one said much, and instead dispersed to play cards and chat.

Liu Qingsong didn't like playing cards, so after saying goodbye to his grandmother, elder sister and Li Fenfen, he found a room to sleep.

I slept until about 3:30 in the afternoon, when Liu Chunhua woke me up to pay the share fee.

Liu Qingsong took a look at the favor book and saw that most of the contributions were 80 cents or one yuan. Even his eldest and second uncles only gave one yuan. He couldn't help but shake his head.

"Qingsong, how much should we give?" Liu Chunhua couldn't help but ask at this time.

The share money cannot be given randomly. According to the rules of Songmu Commune, the younger generation must give less than the elders. Otherwise, it would be a slap in the face of the elders.

But now my eldest uncle and my younger uncle’s family have only given one piece, and it will be troublesome if they give more than that.

But if I don't exceed that and only give a few cents as a share, it seems like I'm being unfair to my second uncle.

Liu Qingsong guessed what Liu Chunhua was thinking, and whispered back, "I will give ten dollars on behalf of my parents, and you can give five dollars later. As for how much the eldest and younger uncles give, we don't need to worry about it. After all, they are in jail now, and we can't be too rigid about some things."

Rigid words.

That would make my second uncle and aunt feel very disappointed.

"Okay! I'll listen to you." Liu Chunhua nodded repeatedly.

"Then I'll pay my share of the money first." Liu Qingsong said, and took out twenty yuan and handed it to the old man who was registering the share of the money.

Ten of the twenty yuan belonged to the naughty boy, so after thinking about it, Liu Qingsong asked the old man to register Tao Guoqing's name.

As for his ten dollars.

The name registered was that of his father Liu Hualei.

Liu Chunhua then gave the old man five yuan as a share of the money, and the registered name was her husband Wang Kuiwu.

Seeing that no one said anything, she hurriedly pulled Liu Qingsong away to find Xiao Nuomi and Yaomei.

What the siblings didn't know was that right after they left, a hunchbacked middle-aged man came up to the favor book and asked, "Who is this Wang Kuiwu? Why did he give more money than Zhou Guobin? Doesn't he know that he is looking down on Zhou Guobin by doing this?"

In fact, more than his.

This is one of the reasons why he was unhappy and wanted to find fault.

"Yes, it seems like her family is rich."

"If Zhou Guobin hadn't been in jail, I'm afraid he would have beaten the guy who gave the money to the party to death."

"That's right, there's no such thing. If you don't understand the rules, you can ask!"

Several other villagers around couldn't help but start talking.

"Hush, keep your voices down." The old man who was registering the share money was afraid that things would get out of hand, so he whispered, "Wang Kuiwu seems to be the husband of Zhou Meiling's eldest daughter Liu Chunhua. They both work with Zhou Guowei in the black market. Five dollars for the share money is actually not much."

"It's nothing." The hunchbacked middle-aged man rolled up his sleeves and said, "A married woman dares to stir up trouble for the Zhou family. I think she deserves a beating."

"That's right, let's go find Liu Chunhua and ask her about it." The villagers who were watching the excitement around started to make a fuss, and none of them thought it was a big deal.

They didn't notice that Li Fenfen was watching them with a frown not far away.

Seeing that the hunchbacked middle-aged man was really going to cause trouble for Liu Chunhua, he cursed him inwardly for being shameless, then took out a small bottle and released the two hornets inside.

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(End of this chapter)