Song Hongju looked at Zhao Zhenhua's face and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you are a farmer or not. Sometimes, it's not good to study too much, you can't get down from work, and you can't endure hardship. ”

I rub, this is to despise the reader!

Zhao Zhenhua was even more unhappy, knowing that this girl had not read, so he deliberately asked, "Where did you study before?"

Song Hongju was not embarrassed at all, and said directly: "I haven't studied. ”

"Oh. Zhao Zhenhua replied expressionlessly.

Song Hongju was a little displeased, and her eyelids sank slightly: "However, I will also settle accounts." ”

"Really, what is the equal of half and a third?" Zhenhua blurted out.

The conscience of heaven and earth, Zhenhua did not mean to insult people, nor did he deliberately make fun of Song Hongju's heart, but he didn't speculate, and he jumped out of this sentence without thinking!

Song Hongju never expected that the other party would actually test herself, she looked stunned, and opened her mouth to say: "Two plus three, that's not ...... Five, one fifth?"

Of course, Zhao Zhenhua wanted to laugh, but he couldn't hold back desperately, nodded and said, "Well, you're good......"

Song Hongju glared at Zhao Zhenhua, was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked, "How many high school students are there in your Dongwan Village?"

"Three. Zhao Zhenhua said.

"What about you...... What's your name?" Song Hongju asked hesitantly.

"My name is Zhao Zhenhua. ”

"What? You're ...... Zhao Zhenhua?!" Song Hongju was taken aback, and Huo Di stood up.

"What, do you know me?" Zhao Zhenhua was at a loss.

"You just stopped the wedding car in Dongwan Village...... Want cigarettes, Zhao Zhenhua who fought with the matchmaker?" Song Hongju stared at Zhenhua's face.

Zhao Zhenhua's face was hot, so he simply stood up and said word by word: "Yes, I am that Zhao Zhenhua!"

Anyway, this blind date was blown up, and Zhao Zhenhua simply let it out. -for-tat, but also maintain a little dignity. Groveling to explain will only be more humiliating!

"Sure enough, it's a psychopath! This damn Wang Xiang, I didn't make it clear in advance!" Song Hongju glared at Zhao Zhenhua, opened the door and left!

Zhao Zhenhua also glared at Song Hongju, walked out of the room lazily, and said to his mother and Xiuzhen: "Mom, auntie, let's go back!"

Xiuzhen saw the looks of the two young people, and knew that it had come to an end, so she said a few polite words to Song Scaryan and Ma Yequan, and pulled Cui Hong away.

Zhenhua strode in front of the meteor, and he was also scolding in his heart.

This damn Wang Xiang, why didn't he make it clear to the other party in advance? People already knew that they were neurotic Zhao Zhenhua, wouldn't they be exempt from today's blind date? I was so bad that I ran away in vain, and I was despised by Song Hongju!

Also, I didn't expect my name to spread so far!

The Song ancestral hall is five or six miles away from Dongwan Village, and Song Hongju actually knows her glorious history?

……

Zhao Chenghai was very depressed, so depressed that he wanted to go crazy!

After his son's first blind date failed, he knew the power of Hao Guolan's broken mouth!

Moreover, Zhao Zhenhua's first blind date has only been three days ago, and there is a new version and sequel about his neurotic manifestations and specific stories, which have become people's after-dinner conversations.

The most widely circulated version goes like this:

Zhao Zhenhua went on a blind date, asked how many stars there were in the sky, how many hairs there were on the big cow, how many dung spoons could be divided into a load of dung, and how many grains of rice were in a bowl of rice?

Zhao Chenghai naturally knew that his son was not a psychopath, and he would not ask such a question, this story was obviously processed by Hao Guolan's superb art.

It's just that good things don't go out and bad things spread thousands of miles, such an interesting story naturally spreads quickly, Zhao Chenghai is full of mouths, and he can't explain it!

What made Zhao Chenghai even more depressed was that this fierce son Zhenhua didn't explain a word. When others asked him face-to-face if this was the case, he actually nodded yes!

The days, in the sighs of Zhao Chenghai and his wife, are moving forward day by day.

In a blink of an eye, it was the winter moon.

In the afternoon of this day, Zhao Chenghai carried a pot of ten catties of sesame oil, carried a hundred eggs, and went to the town like a thief.

Zhenhua saw his father sneaking out of the door, so he came to ask his mother, "Mom, where is my father going? What are you doing with sesame oil and eggs?"

"Go to the town and ask Director Shi of the credit union to get a loan. Mother said.

"Isn't there enough money to build a house?"

"Well, after all the calculations, there are still two thousand yuan missing. If you can't afford the high interest, ask for a loan first. Mother Cui Hong said.

Zhao Zhenhua was silent, he couldn't help with this kind of thing.

In the evening, Zhao Chenghai came back, bringing back all the sesame oil and eggs.

Cui Hong took the egg from her husband's hand and asked cautiously, "What, Director Shi doesn't take out a loan?"

Zhao Zhenhua took the sesame oil from his father's hand and didn't ask a word. If people confiscate gifts, there is definitely no hope.

Zhao Chenghai stared at his son, frowned and said:

Director Shi ...... He didn't say that he wouldn't take out a loan, he asked me if I had any adult children, and I said yes...... He asked me to go to him tomorrow morning with my son with my ID card and household registration book...... I really don't understand, he is afraid that I will die of illness and not repay the loan, so let my son guarantee it?"

Cui Hong was overjoyed when she heard this, and said: "It seems that you are old and worthless, and people don't believe in you, but only young people! Then let Zhenhua go with you tomorrow." Zhenhua, put on that new suit tomorrow and dress up in good spirits!"

Zhao Zhenhua made a suit on a blind date, but he never wore it, so it didn't come in handy.

At seven o'clock the next morning, Zhao Chenghai and his son had breakfast and rushed to the town.

Zhao Zhenhua put on a suit and leather shoes, and he really looked like a dog, with a bit of the smell of a jade tree in the wind.

But walking on the road, the villagers I met always stared at Zhenhua's new clothes and asked, "Zhenhua, are you going on a blind date again?"

Zhao Zhenhua was depressed and looked up at the sky: "Yes, yes, blind date, blind date!"

A few kind-hearted villagers who talked a lot said with concern: "This blind date, don't ask those stupid questions ...... others."

Zhao Chenghai glared angrily: "My son has never asked like that, it's all Hao Guolan's nonsense!"

At half past eight, Zhao Chenghai took his son to the office of Shi Jie, the director of the credit union.

The office is a room with a bedroom attached.

As soon as Zhao Zhenhua entered the door and saw Director Shi sitting at the table, he was immediately stunned and blurted out: "Why, yes...... You?"

This Director Shi is Zhao Zhenhua's chess friend, the one who used to play chess in the shack!

Shi Jie raised his head and smiled: "It's me, what, can't it?"

"Okay, okay, I didn't expect it...... You are...... Director Shi. Zhao Zhenhua stammered.

Zhao Chenghai was also stunned, bent over, put on a smile, stepped forward to salute the cigarette, and asked cautiously: "Director Shi, do you know my son?"

"Well, Zhao Zhenhua and I are old friends!"

Shi Jie took the cigarette, pointed to the water bottle in the corner, and said to Zhao Zhenhua: "There is boiling water there, the tea cup is here, Zhao Zhenhua, you make your own tea." I'm going to rest today, so I'll have a few games with you!"

"Playing chess?" Zhao Zhenhua was in a trance.

"If you don't play chess, what am I calling you for?" Shi Jie had already opened the drawer and took out the chess box.

Zhao Chenghai was left to the side, stiffened, and stepped forward to ask, "Director Shi, what about the loan ......?"

Shi Jie turned his head and glanced at Zhao Chenghai, played chess slowly, and said, "Old Zhao, I can't approve your loan." We have money in our credit cooperatives now, but it is a special loan fund for spring plowing and production to support farmers in purchasing means of production. This loan can't give you a house to build. ”

"This ......" Zhao Chenghai's heart sank, and his hope was extinguished in an instant.

Zhao Zhenhua was also stunned, and his face darkened.

Since he didn't give loans, why did Director Shi call his two fathers to play monkeys?

Shi Jie continued to play chess and said, "However, I can make a bet with Zhao Zhenhua." I'll go through the back door and prepare a loan of 5,000 yuan for you, but Zhao Zhenhua has to win me!"

Zhao Zhenhua came to the spirit and said: "It's not a big problem for you to win, right? How to bet, Director Shi, you say!"

Shi Jie set up the chess and said: "Let's play five games today, if you lose, it doesn't count, every time you win my game, it will be counted as a loan of 1,000 yuan." If you win three sets, I'll give you three thousand, and if you win all five sets, I'll give you five thousand!"

"Okay, a gentleman is hard to chase after a horse!"

Zhao Zhenhua was like a fighting, took off his suit coat, put it on the back of the chair, and sat opposite Shi Jie!

Daddy only needs a loan of 2,000 yuan, that is to say, he can solve the problem by winning two games in five games of chess!

"It's best to take your time, don't worry. Shi Jie took it slowly, opened the cigarette, and threw one to Zhao Chenghai: "Lao Zhao is resting on the side, smoking and drinking tea, you're welcome." If you're in a hurry, go to town and come back. ”

Zhao Chenghai was flattered, and hurriedly bent down to take the cigarette: "I'm not in a hurry, I'm not in a hurry, I'm just waiting here......"

Zhao Zhenhua had already set up the first cannon and fought on the chessboard.

Shi Jie lit a cigarette and responded calmly, not alarmed.

Zhao Chenghai looked at the scene in front of him, feeling very happy and a little lost.

Happily, my son is friends with the director of the bank, and he is so familiar with him, which can make him brag in front of the villagers for three or five years!

What is sad is that on this occasion, he is not as good as his son, and he stands aside like a fool......