Chapter 41 My brother's blind date

Three girls who were rehearsing the "Spring Silkworm" dance were whispering.

"That, that little comrade, is here again!"

"I thought he wouldn't come to our rehearsal today, but he came after all!"

"Why didn't he come with Director Li today?"

"Maybe he's here to see our Qianqian!"

"Hey, what are you talking about? How old is that little comrade?"

"Well, you even found out how old she is, and you still say you have no intention of doing anything!"

The three of them were giggling and making a lot of noise.

Unfortunately, the young comrade did not approach the Spring Silkworm Dance Troupe. On the contrary, he walked through the various dance troupes and came to the musical instrument group. I don't know what he said, but then he borrowed a Western musical instrument, yes, an uncommon Western musical instrument, and started playing with something and writing and drawing on the paper next to it.

On Saturday, Wang Yuanchao continued to stay with the instrument group, notating the music.

Fortunately, the song was not very complicated, and he felt that if he tried harder, he would be able to do it soon.

When I got home from get off work, I was surprised to find that my second brother Wang Heping had come back so early.

"Yuan Chao, come here for a moment."

Wang Yuanchao followed his second brother into the room.

The second brother quickly spread out a row of small photos, all of which were young girls.

Wang Yuanchao's eyes almost popped out of his head. This is, this is...

"Please help me decide which one is right for me."

"Brother, I'm only 16 years old..."

Wang Heping glanced at him and said:
"Didn't you give me advice? If you don't give me advice, who will?"

My second brother is really decisive.

"Then you, and your team leader?"

Wang Heping said in a calm tone with a hint of excitement:
"Why do we need your advice if we haven't reached an agreement with the head of the group?"

Wang Yuanchao glanced at the photos and said:
"Then just choose whichever one you like. You're the one marrying, not me. Besides, I'm not sure what style you like."

The women my second brother has photographed are of almost all types, tall, short, fat, and thin, all kinds of shapes and sizes. But the only thing they have in common is that they all seem to be relatively white, as whiteness can cover up a hundred uglinesses.

But, it’s really hard to tell the difference in this one-inch black and white portrait photo.

Wang Heping glared at his third brother unhappily, pointed at the first photo and said:
"She is 18, about 162cm tall, graduated from junior high school, her father is the brigade secretary, and she is a cousin of our regiment leader. She has two older brothers and an older sister, all of whom are married. She is the youngest."

"This girl is 20, 167cm tall, and she only studied in junior high school for one year. She is the niece of our group leader, and she has three younger sisters and one younger brother."

"This one is 17, 164cm tall, ..."

Wang Heping introduced the situations of the seven girls expressionlessly. The oldest was 7 and the youngest was 22. They all had some indirect relationship with their leader. They were either relatives, comrades-in-arms, or friends.

After Wang Heping finished his introduction, he stared at Wang Yuanchao.

Wang Yuanchao hesitated for a moment and said:
"Brother, you didn't introduce her personality, whether she is gentle or fierce, hardworking or lazy, filial or selfish. Marriage and life together is a lifelong thing, you can't just decide based on photos!
Look how prosperous our family is, and how much our parents respect each other and love each other, right?

If the wife you marry is not virtuous, causes chaos and even does some unspeakable things, then isn't that the end?
Marry a virtuous wife, don’t be reckless! "

What Wang Yuanchao said was all true, pure nonsense.

Wang Heping frowned, thinking that what he said made sense. In fact, he had some ideas in his mind. He referred to Mrs. Qin from the middle court... but he still wanted to hear the opinion of his third brother. As a result, this kid referred to their mother.

Mrs. Qin is so gentle to her children. When it comes to the three brothers, their mother will use a broom whenever she tells her to.

But my mother was also very beautiful when she was young, but definitely not as beautiful as Sister Qin.

"I'm worried that if there's not enough food in the future, my children will go hungry."

Wang Yuanchao was puzzled by his second brother's incoherent words, and then he realized what his second brother meant. Wang Yuanchao spread his hands and said:

"I have given you my opinion. You can judge for yourself. In this day and age, are you still afraid of starving your children? There is milk!"

Wang Heping scratched his head in embarrassment, thinking that he really needed to listen to the third brother. Before, he only considered the person's appearance and family background, and did not consider his personality. So he said:
"Then I'll learn more about it."

"Do you know how he found out?"

"Hey, why don't you ask a few more people?"

Wang Yuanchao thought about it and realized that things are different nowadays than in his previous life. In the city, people can still talk about dating, but in the countryside, it is no longer possible to just talk to each other first, then be introduced to a blind date, and then get engaged if it works out.

"By the way, second brother, you know about the eldest brother's matter, right?"

"What happened to Wang Sheng?"

Wang Yuanchao rolled his eyes. How had his eldest brother offended his second brother? He always talked about Wang Sheng.

Wang Yuanchao briefly explained it, and Wang Heping rubbed his hands excitedly, patted his shoulder, and said:

"You are really good, you chased both of your brothers out!"

Wang Yuanchao said:

"I want to go out alone. I have no objection if we switch."

Wang Heping was a little bored and said:
"I was just joking with you, how can an elder brother compete with his younger brother?
The elder brother only said that you were going to work in the art troupe, and didn’t say anything about himself.”

Wang Yuanchao realized something, but said nothing:
"So if you get married, where are you going to live? Do you want to apply for a house on the street?"

Wang Heping said unhappily:
"I'm still a temporary worker, why do the people on the street ignore me?"

Wang Yuanchao embarrassedly forgot that his second brother did not yet have the status of a worker.

Wang Heping put away the photos on the table and went out happily to comfort his elder brother.

Dinner was simple because my father Wang Quan didn’t come back.

The mother couldn't help but said:
"What do you think about the matter between you and Huang Ling?"

Thinking about the momentum of his second brother arranging a row of photos, and thinking about the fact that his eldest brother had been dragging his feet for almost a week, Wang Yuanchao sighed and said:

"Mom, let my second brother go and help. I'll make sure it's done for my eldest brother right away!"

When Wang Heping heard this, he immediately became excited and patted his chest and said:
"Mom, big brother, let's not talk about other things, just leave this to me!"

Wang Sheng was anxious:

"We have a study session tomorrow, I'll find a chance to tell her. Usually I'm busy with work, so it's not appropriate."

The mother glanced at the eldest brother who didn't even raise his head and said:

"Come back for lunch tomorrow and talk to me."

The mother's idea was very simple. If the eldest son didn't give an explanation at noon, she would ask the second son to help in the afternoon.

The eldest brother is too fat, he looks exactly like his father!
Wang Sheng was so anxious that he was sweating, but he didn't know how to resist his mother's decision.

Wang Yuanchao couldn't stand it anymore, so after dinner, he gave his elder brother an idea. Just write a letter and pass it over, right?
Wang Sheng thought it made sense, so he went back to his room, lit a lamp, and started working on his paper.

Wang Yuanchao also went back to his room to write his work diary, and heard someone talking outside:
"Auntie, I'm Hou Kui's mother, I came here to see Yuan Chao!"

Miao Cui instinctively felt that something was wrong. Last time, it seemed that she called her elder sister, right? But she was about to retire, and it was normal for a girl in her thirties to call her aunt.

That is, when you come to see your son, this...

She suddenly pinched her thigh and thought, "Oh my god, I said that if I really got a job in aid of North Korea, I would go there in person to give thanks. Oh no, how could I break my promise!"
So he quickly said:
"My niece, come in and sit down. Wang Li, ask your brother to go! Wang Heping, hurry up and pour the guests a glass of water!"

　Thank you to the Southern Mountain God for the reward, which not only gave affirmation and discussion of the details, but also provided such support, which warmed me in this winter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)