Daily Life in the 70s-Chapter 32 - Huang Jianxin
32: Chapter 32 Huang Jianxin
32 -32 Huang Jianxin
Yang PeiMin had just stepped out of the hall when he saw Yang Dahai greeting Huang Jianxin.
Why is he here?
Clad in a neat green military uniform, his hair slicked back with oil, chin slightly lifted, his face a picture of joviality, he stood in the courtyard, conspicuously visible.
At this moment, the courtyard, like Zhao ManCang’s banquet, had seats laid out.
Apart from a few women warming themselves inside, most of the men were sitting, chatting while waiting for the feast to begin.
And now, most of their gazes were captivated by the striking figure of Huang Jianxin.
Yang Dahai’s face, ever devoid of unnecessary expression, showed a politeness reserved for ordinary congratulatory guests, “The last time there was an issue at the town Cooperative Society, my wife also mentioned it when she returned.
For a comrade like Director Huang, who is so fair and selfless, you’re not only a role model for us to learn from but also the pride of the commune.
We’re also grateful to you.
My daughter is impulsive and frank, but you didn’t hold it against her.”
Huang Jianxin gestured dismissively, one hand behind his back, a smile on his face like a leader on inspection, “Speaking of Comrade Yang PeiMin, her progressive thoughts are also very rare…
Not to hide from you, uncle, my visit this time is also because of the last incident…” As he spoke, his eyes were firm, exuding confidence.
Yang Dahai was not one to flatter needlessly.
He shook his head and went straight to the point, “Mr.
Huang, you’re here today to congratulate my son, and we welcome you wholeheartedly.
Please have a drink before you leave, but as I’ve said before, a tall tree does not make a fitting pair with a sparrow, and my daughter will not become someone’s stepmother.”
Huang Jianxin made a gesturing motion, inviting him to sit down, and spoke slowly, “Apart from that reason, is there anything else that you’re dissatisfied with?”
Yang Dahai frowned secretly.
Is this meant to be a forceful argument?
“Do you know that person Minmin sister?
She looks like an official,” Yang Peiyan glanced at Yang PeiMin, “When did our uncle get to know such officials?”
Yang PeiMin turned to look at her, “If he’s here to see my dad, then why did you call me out?”
Was it not because someone had said this man was here to propose to her, Yang PeiMin!
Just entering the door, the gifts he brought included two bottles of Maotai, which even her own father mentioned were neither cheap nor easy to obtain!
Yang Peiyan swallowed her words at the sight of her clear-eyed and good-looking elder cousin, rolled her eyes, and retorted, “Aren’t I just seeing you being pulled into marriage matters?
I called you out, and you should be grateful!”
“But that man looks not so young, maybe around thirty?
I would think he’s already married, but who knows why he has come over?”
By now, Yang PeiMin had guessed that Huang Jianxin was still intent on the previous idea.
After the last attempt failed, he had come directly to the door, still bearing gifts like a guest.
Even knowing his intentions, as a host, they had to welcome him with a smile, treating him as an honored guest.
She looked at Yang Peiyan with a half-smile, “Why are you telling me this, cousin?
What does whether he is married or not have to do with me?
Or do you yourself have some thoughts?”
Yang Peiyan glared back, her face reddening with frustration, “Yang PeiMin, why is your tongue so sharp?
Are you trying to ruin my reputation or what?
I’ll go ask our uncle and see if it’s appropriate for a girl to say such things!”
“Go ahead, I’d also like to ask my second uncle if it’s proper for a girl to stir up trouble and play people for fools.”
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The appearance of Huang Jianxin gave her an uneasy premonition.
The man’s gaze was steady and shrewd, not someone easily dismissible.
Besides, he had come fully prepared.
She innately disliked someone who, after a clear rejection, still appeared at the person’s home as if nothing had happened.
Yang Peiyan had walked right into the line of fire, unable to resist bursting her younger cousin’s bubble and putting an end to her pretending.
She wasn’t exactly a novice when it came to arguing; she had navigated her way through her fair share of petty rivalries among schoolgirls in her student days.
“You!
Such kindness wasted like pearls before swine!
It serves you right that you can’t get married.
Just live your days as an old maid and die alone!” Yang Peiyan said bitterly, pointing at her.
Her voice wasn’t quiet.
A few people coming and going turned to glance at them and said, “Are the sisters quarrelling again?
Quarrels aside, you shouldn’t say such inauspicious things on such a joyful occasion…”
Yang Peimin smiled and thanked them, “Got it, thank you, auntie.”
Then Huang Jianxin saw her.
His gaze was so intense that it was hard to ignore.
Yang Peimin pretended not to notice and turned to enter the house.
“Comrade Pei Min!”
But Huang Jianxin wasn’t one to be easily dismissed; he quickly called out to her, and it would be extremely rude to continue ignoring him with so many relatives around.
She turned and nodded towards Huang Jianxin, “Today’s a big day for my third brother, it’s rare that you honor us with your presence, please have an extra drink or two on our behalf.”
Huang Jianxin looked at her with undisguised intention, his admiration apparent as if very pleased with her confident demeanor, “I’m sorry to intrude.
We parted in a hurry last time and I haven’t found the chance to discuss the outcome with Mr.
Yang.”
Was there an outcome other than an apology?
Upon meeting his suggestive gaze, Yang Peimin instantly understood what he meant.
There was no “outcome,” just a ruse to lure her out for a private word.
She shook her head, “For that matter, I trust the Cooperative Society.
Today’s a private and joyous occasion, so let my dad keep you company.”
“So he’s not my uncle’s friend, and here you are playing dumb; I don’t even know where you picked him up from…” Yang Peiyan muttered under her breath.
Although she spoke softly, Yang Peimin heard her clearly and looked coldly at her, causing Yang Peiyan to falter before she could finish the words ‘that stray man.’
At this point, Yang Peimin no longer cared about appearances and decisively returned to the busy kitchen.
“Is that guy outside your beau?” asked a helping Fourth Aunt in the kitchen, the gossip in her eyes blazing like fire, which caused a flicker of agitation in Pei Min’s heart.
She quickly denied it.
The aunt chuckled knowingly, “Getting shy?
I heard he’s a leader at the Cooperative Society, quite an achievement.
Why be afraid to bring up having such a distinguished beau?”
“How did you find out, Fourth Aunt?
Did Uncle Dahai tell you?” The young man helping to distribute the dishes, Chen Sagen, sneaked a glance at Pei Min with a skeptical look towards Fourth Aunt.
A gleam flickered on Fourth Aunt’s face as she slapped her thigh, ready to indulge in the juicy gossip, “Didn’t need to ask the elder, didn’t you see outside?
Mr.
Huang, the one who brought cigarettes and liquor, greeting everyone—that posture was unmistakably that of the Yang Family’s son-in-law, wasn’t it?
My instinct couldn’t help but question him, and he just smiled and nodded in acknowledgment.
Now, tell me, could that be false?
Minmin, come on now, tell us when you met your beau and how come none of us know about it…”
