Traveling through the Great Northern Wilderness and marrying the most beautiful educated youth.

"From Xiangyang Village?"

The man was taken aback.

He still thought Lin Wanqiu was a newly arrived cadre.

Judging from her appearance, she really doesn't look like someone from the countryside.

"Oh, I see, you're a sent-down youth, right?"

The man slapped his forehead and chuckled.

"Um."

Lin Wanqiu responded.

She didn't know this person and didn't want to say anything more.

But the man refused to leave.

He held his head high and deliberately adjusted his hair with his hand.

The watch on his wrist was visible.

These days, not everyone owns a watch.

Its value is equivalent to a bicycle in Taiwan.

Lin Wanqiu, however, showed no interest whatsoever.

It's even a bit annoying.

He turned his head away.

The man clearly didn't notice the emotions Lin Wanqiu was displaying.

Or rather, he doesn't care.

They have an almost blind self-confidence.

"Hello comrade, I am the director here, Tong Zhiming."

"What do you want to do? I can help you."

"Otherwise, look at this queue, who knows how long it will take."

As Tong Zhiming spoke, he extended one hand.

Clearly, he was implying something.

I can help them get things done through back channels.

Lin Wanqiu was quick-witted.

What was he planning?

He naturally understood.

Hesitantly, he wondered whether he should turn around and leave.

She was also afraid that Su Qingyun wouldn't be able to find her if he came in.

Tong Zhiming wore a confident smile.

He believed that a rural educated youth.

There is absolutely no way he could refuse the position of director of the civil affairs office.

"Snapped!"

His hand was held.

Tong Zhiming was taken aback.

because,

The person shaking his hand was actually a man.

"Director Tong, then I'll trouble you to help us with our marriage registration."

Su Qingyun looked at him with a half-smile.

"you……"

Tong Zhiming was about to pull his hand away.

But he found that the hand opposite him was like a steel clamp, tightening more and more.

If it weren't for the fact that they were in public, he would have cried out in pain.

"You, you let go of me!"

Tong Zhiming gritted his teeth.

He growled.

Su Qingyun saw that his face had turned a liverish color.

He then let out a cold snort and released his grip.

He glanced at Lin Wanqiu.

My own wife.

Anywhere is fine.

It's just so beautiful.

It seems that challenges are always on their minds.

However, Su Qingyun was not afraid of this challenge.

Lin Wanqiu naturally put her arms around Su Qingyun's arms.

"That's right, Director Tong, I want to get married to him."

She and Su Qingyun exchanged a smile.

Looking at the two of them.

Tong Zhiming, however, had a gloomy expression.

He shook his hands vigorously.

"queue!"

He squeezed out two words through gritted teeth.

Then he turned around and left.

The little incident did not affect their mood.

The two were enjoying their future life together.

Su Qingyun said that they should reclaim the wasteland.

Growing rice, digging fish ponds, raising chickens and ducks, even raising cattle, brewing wine...

Lin Wanqiu then offered to help Su Qingyun with her laundry and cooking.

Take good care of the household.

"There's something important I haven't mentioned yet."

Su Qingyun brought it up on purpose.

"What is it?"

Lin Wanqiu blinked.

Su Qingyun whispered something in her ear.

A blush immediately rose to her face.

I hit him on the shoulder.

The two seemed to have endless things to talk about.

Even queuing becomes less boring.

unconsciously.

They went to do their business.

Su Qingyun handed the letter of introduction to the older woman behind the counter.

suddenly,

Tong Zhiming walked over with a sullen face, carrying a file folder in his hand.

"Snapped!"

He held down his older sister's hand as she was about to stamp the document.

"Director."

The clerk looked up and saw it was him, and was taken aback.

Tong Zhiming looked at Su Qingyun, then glanced at Lin Wanqiu.

He gave a cold laugh.

"Lin Wanqiu."

"The son of a reactionary intellectual."

"You want to get married too?"

"Keep dreaming!"

He slammed the file folder onto the table.

Then, he threw out Su Qingyun's marriage introduction letter.

drop on the floor.

Lin Wanqiu was pale and trembling.

Her worst fears came true.

That's her background!

Su Qingyun suppressed her anger.

Pick up the letter of introduction and put it away safely.

"Who says the daughters of reactionary intellectuals can't get married?"

"My word is law!"

Tong Zhiming arrogantly raised his face.

His eyes revealed disdain.

You peasant, you dare to fight me?

What's the use of being strong?

With just one word, I can make it impossible for you to get things done!

Su Qingyun gave him a deep look.

This is not Xiangyang Village.

Problems cannot be solved with fists.

"Qingyun, I'm sorry."

"I'm the one who's dragging you down."

Lin Wanqiu's voice was trembling with tears.

All she wanted was to marry Su Qingyun.

However, because of his background, he broke a taboo.

It's easy to imagine that this problem will stay with you for the rest of your life.

This will implicate Su Qingyun as well.

"Late Autumn, believe me."

Su Qingyun gently patted her shoulder.

Then, he squinted at Tong Zhiming.

"I'm determined to get married today!"

"Hehe, then I'll put my words here as well."

"As long as I'm alive, you won't be able to get married!"

Tong Zhiming crossed his arms and sneered.

Su Qingyun took Lin Wanqiu's hand and left the Civil Affairs Office.

"Qingyun, why don't we go back to the village?"

"I...I'm not good enough for you..."

Lin Wanqiu could no longer stop her tears.

Su Qingyun stopped.

He reached out and wiped away the tears on her face.

"Silly girl, you're not allowed to say that."

"This kind of despicable person is nothing but a clown."

Lin Wanqiu looked up at him.

Her eyes were red, but she gripped her hands even tighter.

Su Qingyun told her to get in the car.

Ride straight ahead.

Before long, a large courtyard with many houses came into view.

It is the location of Xiaheyan Commune.

Officials were coming and going at the entrance.

Su Qingyun found a secluded place.

Lin Wanqiu was asked to guard the bicycle.

"Don't be afraid."

"I'll go in for a bit."

Lin Wanqiu bit her lip.

"Then be careful."

Su Qingyun nodded and went inside.

Those coming and going were all cadres in uniform.

His peasant-style attire made him stand out.

Someone glanced at him and then brushed the mud off his feet.

There was a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Su Qingyun didn't care about other people's opinions.

Keep walking towards the very end.

The words Su Xiaowen had said that morning were still ringing in his ears.

Qiu Tingjiang, the commune leader, was stationed in Xiangyang Village back then.

She ate and lived with Su Xiaowen, and they had a close relationship.

This connection was something I was supposed to build gradually over time.

But I can't do without it today.

He found a house with a sign on it.

Office of the Commune Chief of Xiaheyan Town.

Su Qingyun looked around and saw that no one was nearby.

A thought arose.

A bag of rice appeared at my side.

He carried it on his shoulder, the bag tightly sealed at the top.

White rice weighs down your shoulders.

The portion size is generous.

These days, a hundred kind words are not as effective as the sound of a bag of grain hitting the ground.

Then, they knocked on the half-closed door.

dong dong dong-

"Come in."

A steady voice came from inside the door.

Su Qingyun pushed open the door and went in.

A middle-aged man is looking at documents at a table.

Brown glasses, square face, clothes buttoned up neatly.

He looks to be around 45 or 46 years old.

Su Qingyun gently placed the bag of rice in the corner of the wall.

The bag hit the ground with a heavy thud.

The man noticed it immediately and looked up.

He frowned as he looked at Su Qingyun.

"Hello, President Qiu, I am Su Qingyun from Xiangyang Village."

Su Qingyun introduced herself.

Then, he deliberately added: "Su Xiaowen is my third grandfather."

Qiu Tingjiang's expression remained serious even after hearing that he was a villager from Xiangyang Village.

It was learned that he was a relative of Su Xiaowen.

His expression immediately softened.

"So you're a junior of Brother Xiaowen."