I was married off to a disabled hero in lieu of marriage; my in-laws doted on me and I aspired to gr

When Chen Hong returned home, Chen Yan's face was extremely grim: "I told you to go and find out information, but your brother came back a long time ago. Where did you go?"

"Isn't it the same if my brother comes back and tells you the news?" Chen Hong pouted.

"How is it the same? Hurry up and write to Yang Zheng to tell him the good news. By the way, is there an express mail service? Let's arrange an express one, and Yang Zheng will know the good news very soon."

Chen Yan was both angry and loving towards his mischievous daughter.

"Dad, Brother Lu Han is friends with Professor Dong. He can make a phone call from the factory office, and Brother Yang Zheng will know the news today."

"Then you won't write a letter?"

"Write it down, of course I'll write it down, take your time. I want to tell Brother Yang Zheng in detail how many people were at the machinery factory today. There were firefighters, doctors, nurses, and factory leaders at the steel mill gate. Outside the machinery factory, there were all the factory workers. We were all waiting, waiting for news."

Chen Hong said with great emotion: "The sun was very strong, and we were sweating profusely. Suddenly... a voice came from inside the machine factory: The first experiment was a success! The workers were extremely excited, and they shouted to express their joy."

Someone took my hand and said, "Honghong, the experiment was a success. No one will ever be burned like your father again. We can go to work with peace of mind now."

Dad, I cried then; the scene of you in the hospital is still vivid in my mind. I'm not afraid of the scars on your face, I don't mind your ugliness, but I'm afraid of you crying out in anguish, "Let me die, I can't stand the itching!"

Chen Hong sat beside Chen Yan, her eyes red-rimmed: "Dad, what a scene it was! The experiment was a success! A deafening song rang out at the steel mill gate: 'We workers have strength, hey, we workers have strength... Hey! The machines roared to life, the hammers clanged, making plows and hoes work well. Making guns and cannons to be sent to the front, hey hey hey hey ya...'"

Chen Hong sang, and Chen Yan echoed her; the two of them sang the song with great momentum.

"Dad, this is how I felt when I was there. I want to write a letter to tell Brother Yang Zheng."

"Okay, take your time writing, no rush. Yang Zheng won't see it, but he'll definitely understand. By the way, you have to tell Yang Zheng that Dad also participated in the renovation. Dad can't go into the workshop anymore, but Dad can still create value for the factory. I'm not a useless person."

Chen Hong smiled sweetly, "Of course, my dad is even more amazing than Brother Lu Han. Hey, Dad, Brother Lu Han's girlfriend from Shanghai has arrived."

"What? They want Lu Han to go to Shanghai?"

Chen Yan was startled. He didn't want Lu Han to leave. Lu Han was talented and capable. When Yang Zheng returned, they would definitely be the best partners in their careers.

"Sister Xia Yun didn't say anything. I took her to Brother Lu Han and came back to tell you, because I was afraid you would be angry."

"You came home late because you went to see Lu Han?"

"Yes, it's such an important matter. Unless there are special circumstances, how could I come back so late?"

"Hehe, Honghong, Daddy misunderstood you."

"You should correct your mistakes. I'll punish you by making you eat two bowls of noodles and two eggs at noon." Chen Hong sternly criticized Comrade Chen Yan.

"One egg, and the other one is for you to eat," Chen Yan said, sitting up straight.

"Since you're so sincere in admitting your mistake, I'll reluctantly eat one for you. Sigh, where's my mom?"

"Your mother's former colleague arranged a marriage for your brother, and your mother secretly inquired about the girl's character. Your brother came back briefly, but the factory needed a car, so he rushed back to work."

"Oh dear, everyone's so busy. I'll make you some noodles and two eggs, one for Dad and one for Honghong."

Chen Hong skipped and hopped to the kitchen. Chen Yan smiled, his mind wandering again. Would Yang Zheng like such a naive and innocent girl?

One is dull, the other is lively; they should be quite a good match.

If Yang Zheng and Hong Hong can really get together, then my life will be complete.

Bah! Honghong is only sixteen years old. What am I thinking? In the old society, that would be selling a daughter.

Sell ​​it if you want, as long as Yang Zheng is willing to take it.

Chen Yan breathed a sigh of relief. Honghong had been pestering Yang Zheng every day. He used to find the little girl annoying, but now he thought she was quite shrewd and knew how to seize opportunities.

Yang Zheng is 25 years old, which is nine years older than Hong Hong. That's not too big a difference, is it?

I'm three years older than Honghong's mom, but it's not a big deal, is it?

Lost in thought, Chen Hong came out carrying two large bowls of noodles.

"Lard, soy sauce, scallions—smell it and see if it smells good!"

Chen Hong placed the noodles on the table and began to speak.

"It smells so good. Honghong, do you think Yang Zheng is having a tough time financially in Shanghai?" Chen Yan said while mixing the noodles.

"Really? He has the money to get a prosthetic leg. Professor Dong is a very kind person; he won't mistreat him."

"So after he bought me a radio, he stopped buying me gifts?"

"Dad, a radio is already expensive, what else do you want?"

"I... I don't want anything, I just hope he remembers me."

Chen Yan was startled by Chen Hong's serious expression. "Is it really necessary? I would be happy even if you sent me a pound of White Rabbit candy from Shanghai."

Chen Hongyi said righteously, "Dad, don't even think about Yang Zheng buying you anything. I told him that he has to send all the money he earns home, otherwise, how will he marry me in the future?"

"You..." Chen Yan looked at his daughter in astonishment.

"A wedding requires three main items, right? A bicycle, a watch, and a sewing machine. And then there's the bride price, is it 188 or 288? All things considered, it'll be at least five or six hundred, won't it?"

The quilts, furniture, and other necessities for the wedding will start at a thousand yuan. He only earns 35 yuan a month; with food and clothing to pay for, saving a thousand yuan is too difficult. "Dad, don't you have money? If you want something, let Mom buy it for you."

Chen Yan stared at his daughter in disbelief: "Honghong, you and Yang Zheng are nowhere to be seen, and you're already planning to avoid Yang Zheng's filial piety towards your father?"

"It's about planning ahead. Anyway, I'm going to marry Brother Yang Zheng after I graduate from university."

"You unfilial daughter! You're not even married yet, and you're already thinking about your future husband's family. You... you're not still eyeing the few coins in your father's pocket, are you?"

"If you're fair and just, give me the same amount as my brother, and I'll take care of you in the future. Otherwise, let my brother and sister-in-law take care of you."

"You...you unfilial daughter, I'm not eating anymore. I've wasted my time spoiling you."

Chen Yan was so angry that he threw down his chopsticks and pushed the bowl away. The bowl of fragrant noodles smelled like shit.

"Dad, I've figured it out. You keep saying that Brother Yang Zheng is better than your own son, but when it comes to spending money, it's a different story whether he's related or not. Humph, anyway, Brother Yang Zheng has a master. If you don't care about him, someone else will." Chen Hong's rebellious phase is a bit severe.

"He has a master? Who is his master?"

"Professor Dong, that's really what's best for Yang Zheng. He offered over a hundred yuan to make a prosthetic leg, but Yang Zheng refused. Professor Dong was also unwilling to accept it. Luckily, Professor Dong doesn't have a daughter, otherwise, I might not have been able to win the bid."

"Wait, isn't Professor Dong Professor Yang Zheng? How come he's my mentor again?"

"Brother Yang Zheng studies metallurgy, and Professor Dong teaches model design. What a coincidence! It was Professor Dong who insisted on taking Brother Yang Zheng as his apprentice."

"He...he didn't say." Chen Yan was getting anxious.

"You didn't ask. Yang Zheng's most important teacher is you, but you may not necessarily consider Yang Zheng your number one."

Chen Hong pouted, clearly dissatisfied.

Ah, what's wrong with this world? They're even fighting over apprentices! No, no, I have to take them back.

Write a letter, write a letter in person, and tell him that the burns are very painful, so that he will feel sorry for me.

Also, it's too hot, my skin can't breathe, I can't sleep well at night, and I don't have a good appetite.

After finishing a bowl of noodles, Chen Yan thought of 88 ways to play the victim.