Returning to the small mountain village of '86, intelligence updated daily.

Chapter 99 Other People's Reactions

"Isn't this Zhou Rui? You're a smart kid; everyone around here is talking about you."

"Brother Zhou is so lucky! Now, there will probably be another household with ten thousand yuan in the village."

Zhang Shih-hao's tone was filled with undisguised envy.

His family consists entirely of daughters, resulting in a shortage of labor. Some villagers even curse his family, fearing it might die out.

But honest and simple-minded Zhang Shih-hao didn't know how to refute them, and usually just smiled bitterly and pretended not to hear them when he heard these rumors.

The Zhou family has a large male population; just look at those who came today—there are four able-bodied young men! Not to mention those not from the main family...

He couldn't help but feel envious.

Zhou Rui just scratched his head and smiled shyly: "I don't know where this rumor came from, we have to not believe or spread rumors."

"It was said by a Taoist priest from my clan. He said it yesterday evening when he was telling stories in the courtyard."

Zhou Rui was a little speechless, but he didn't care too much. He would keep a low profile if he could, but if he couldn't?

Then he won't keep a low profile; he's not doing any illegal business.

So he nodded and smiled at Zhang Shih-hao, then stopped talking and followed his father, the two of them walking side by side at the front.

Zhang Shih-hao had been standing next to the two of them, chatting casually, but after only a few minutes, he was pulled back by a pair of hands and made to follow behind.

She was a woman, Zhang Shih-hao's wife.

"Why are you pulling me? Didn't you say last night that Zhou Ruijia didn't hold a grudge and that I could try to contact her?"

Zhang Shih-hao's voice was quite loud, and many people nearby heard it.

Seeing this, the woman grabbed Zhang Shih-hao's ear and said, "Are you trying to die? Don't talk nonsense. You pig brain, why are you talking so loudly? Are you afraid others won't hear you?"

The woman lowered her voice slightly, and Zhang Shih-hao winced in pain from being pulled.

"It's fine that the Zhou family didn't hold it against us, but the relationship had already become strained, and now we can only try to rebuild it little by little."

"If you get so close now, people will start gossiping. And gossip isn't the worst part; there are much more serious problems, you know!"

"What's the problem? You just dragged me back like that. I was having a nice chat with Brother Zhou. Look, do you see? The Zhou family is smoking Tashan cigarettes now, and they even gave me some. It shows our relationship is getting better. They don't even give me cigarette butts anymore..."

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"I was already planning to marry my daughter off to him. Zhou Rui looks to be about twenty years old. My eldest daughter won't do; she's too stupid. And then there's my youngest."

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Zhang Shih-hao wasn't very bright and spoke bluntly; he had no idea what his wife was really thinking.

Upon hearing Zhang Shih-hao's words, the woman was immediately enraged.

"You idiot!"

"Today is a big day for the Zhou family. What are you doing here, an outsider? Besides, the fact that they offered you a cigarette doesn't mean you're close to them."

"You need to understand your own position first, do you know that you're marrying off your daughter?"

The woman tugged at Zhang Shih-hao's sleeve and gestured forward with her lips.

"See that guy with the briefcase? He's the one next to Zhou Shijie, the second son of the Zhou family, wearing glasses."

"I saw him. He's good-looking. It's Zhao Jianjun. Everyone in the village knows him. He's rich. So what?"

"Then take another look at the woman behind Zhou Rui."

Following the clue, Zhang Shih-hao saw a pretty, youthful girl with her hair tied in a high ponytail behind Zhou Rui.

The girl was wearing a midi skirt, paired with a light-colored polyester shirt and small leather shoes.

It was Zhao Qingya.

"What's wrong with this girl? I admit she's prettier than our daughter."

Seeing that her husband was still oblivious, the woman simply grabbed his other ear.

"That's Zhao Qingya! Someone saw her getting close to Zhou Rui at the market, and it's rumored she might be getting married to the Zhou family!"

"Don't tell anyone that. If we offend the Zhao family, we really won't be able to survive."

The woman spoke very softly, only Zhang Shih-hao could hear her.

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Shih-hao was about to cry out in surprise when the woman quickly covered her mouth.

"Are you trying to get yourself killed? I told you not to make a sound."

As Zhang Shih-hao gradually calmed down, the woman cautiously and slowly removed her hand.

Then, Zhang Shih-hao looked at his daughter, then at Zhao Qing-ya, and finally his gaze lingered on Zhou Rui at the front, remaining fixed on him for a long time, muttering to himself.

"They are indeed a perfect match..."

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"I understand, honey. I think I get it."

Zhang Shih-hao removed his wife's hand from his shoulder, silently walked to his daughter's side, and finally followed at the back of the group.

Zhang Shih-hao's wife is clear-headed and intelligent. She clearly saw that neither the father nor the son wanted to talk to her husband.

It's not that the Zhou family father and son are mercenary; anyone in their position would be grateful if they could still maintain a friendly relationship with their family, let alone expect to return to the best relationship in one fell swoop.

Yes, the entire Zhao family came to this event, and even Zhao Jianjun wasn't in a hurry to sell the goods.

He had originally planned to go to the county after finishing some things at home yesterday afternoon.

By sheer coincidence, they overheard the Zhou family's plan to buy a tea plantation, so the trip to the county town was naturally postponed.

His position was also quite close to the front, just like the other members of the Zhou family.

Zhao Qingya silently followed behind Zhou Rui, her eyes filled with admiration and affection that had already welled up with tears.

And so the group set off in a grand procession.

It was around 8 a.m., and Zhou Rui, who was walking at the front, vaguely felt that something was wrong.

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After pondering for a long time, Zhou Rui still couldn't find an answer. Because he had too many things to do recently, and given the important moment, he didn't take it to heart.

Moreover, seeing that the tea garden was almost there, Zhou Rui put aside his distractions and quickened his pace.

The corn stalks still swayed gently in the wind, and the potatoes in the field grew strong and healthy.

Now, you can vaguely see the tea plantations in the distance from this place, a lush green expanse.

Most tea trees don't grow very big, usually only reaching about half the height of a normal person.

Inside the tea garden, there was a large crowd. Zhang Chengyun had arrived early, and Zhou Shiping was standing next to him.

In other places, there were a few people standing around. In addition, Zhou Shiping brought his second brother's son, Zhou Xing, and his own son.

Zhou Rui arrived at the tea garden, and the two groups finally met.

It was quite a spectacle, not much less grand than hosting a banquet.

"Uncle, you're here too."

"Uncle Zhang, how have you been? Your aunt is here too."

Zhou Rui greeted the two of them with a smile.

"Uncle Zhang, where are the people you called? Let's get started quickly, we still need to rush home for dinner."

Zhang Chengyun took two steps forward and said to Zhou Rui with some apologetic tone, "Excuse me, the secretary's people haven't arrived yet, but the clerk has."

Zhou Rui didn't say anything upon hearing this, since it wasn't yet the agreed-upon nine o'clock time.

time...

Yes, it's already nine o'clock. Didn't the intelligence system used to update around 7:30 to 8 o'clock?

Why am I stuck today?