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When it was dark, Liping went home.

It can be said that for the first time in history, after my father met his second daughter, he said to her very politely:

"Pingping, you're back? Go and wash your hands and have a meal."

Liping was very surprised by her father's inexplicable enthusiasm and kindness, and looked at her father blankly for a long time without moving.

To be honest, at this moment, her thoughts have not completely returned from the banks of the Acacia River! It can also be said that her thoughts have not completely left the old weeping willow tree, and she has not left the state of love intimacy with Li Gang on the lawn and snuggling with each other enthusiastically.

"Pingping, what's wrong with you today?"

Looking at his daughter's blank look, Zhang Xueru called out again strangely. Only then did Liping "ah" in a daze, and then hurried to the kitchen to get the bowl.

At the dinner table, my father continued to drink the bottle of "Four Specials" wine, his eyes were burned red by the alcohol.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, he asked Liping with a dazed drunkenness:

"Pingping, I heard you have been transferred to the province? Why don't you tell your father and mother about such a big thing?"

"I, this matter has not been confirmed yet!"

Liping didn't know how her father could have heard the news, and she responded a little abruptly.

She thought:

Oh, it turns out that my father was happy because I had a job and was transferred to the Provincial Sports Brigade. No wonder he was so kind to me today!

Liping thought she understood the reason why her father was happy, and she felt a little relaxed, but she still looked at him with some timidity.

Indeed, the issue of his daughter's job is also a major event that Zhang Xueru has always been very worried about.

Seeing Liping growing up day by day, because she doesn’t have a diploma, she can only work as a temporary worker at the train station and be a temporary passenger transporter. How will she live on in the future? Will she be like her mother and be a housewife for the rest of her life?

You can find a job temporarily, but you can't live a life temporarily! Zhang Xueru often sighs for Liping's work.

In the past, it was said that "a family has a woman and a hundred families are looking for her." The society is very different now!

If there is no job and no source of income, many girls from many families will almost become "female girls in a hundred schools of thought"!

To be fair, how many of the current working people, including those civil servants, have high wages? How many men can rely on their income to support women and children who eat idle meals at home? Today, when material conditions are increasingly being appreciated and prices are rising, who is willing to find a woman without a job and no income, and then raise them at home with great difficulty?

My daughter has no way to work, so Zhang Xueru often beats tables and slams benches at home, and often gets angry at her husband.

Now! My job is solved, and my mother will suffer less injustice.

Liping looked at her father who was drinking wine happily at the table, turned her head to look at her white mother, and felt a little sad. She remembered that she had only thought about Li Gang's feelings and pain before, and insisted on returning to the employment notice and letter of introduction from the Provincial Sports Committee. She felt that she was too selfish and too narrow-minded!

As a daughter, why don’t I think about my elderly parents, and why don’t I think about this family?

It shouldn't be!

Thinking of this, Liping's face turned red.

While blaming himself, Liping lowered her head and gently sipped a few mouthfuls of rice into her mouth.

Zhang Xueru also misunderstood his daughter at this time.

Seeing Liping blushing and just lowering her head to eat, and she wanted to say something but stopped, she thought she was happy about the joy of being transferred to the provincial capital, she thought she was fantasizing about her future happiness, and she was happy about the possibility of becoming the mayor's wife.

After looking at Liping for a while, Zhang Xueru said carelessly:

"Pingping, don't just worry about your worries. Come on, eat more vegetables. Dad usually doesn't want to drink too much. Today I'm happy, so I'll drink two more glasses."

He controlled his dizzy head and continued to drink the small wine in his glass.

After dinner, my father made an exception and actually took his grandson to play outside the door.

Before leaving, he specifically said to his daughter:

"Pingping, I'll take Xiaobao out for a walk. Don't go out tonight. Your mother has something to say to you!"

Liping said "um", put down the bowls and chopsticks, returned to the room she lived in behind, sat on the bed, and looked at the pictures posted on the wall.

The decoration of this room is actually very simple: a small bed three feet wide is placed against the wall, which was the "happy bed" that my parents used when they got married several years ago.

Next to the head of the bed is also against the wall, two old four-legged benches are placed, and three old wooden boxes are stacked on the stool. In addition, there are several old cartons and several jars and jars for pickled pickles.

Fortunately, Liping likes to be clean. Although the things in the house are simple, she has put them on one by one.

On her bedside, there were several pictures of her favorite diving, including the world women's diving champion Guo Jingjing and Wu Minxia.

At this moment, she was carefully looking at the pictures of Guo Jingjing and Wu Minxia.

After a while, my mother packed up her dishes and came to Liping's room with ease.

She sat on the edge of the bed with Liping and carefully inquired:

"Pingping, this time it's great. If you go to the provincial capital to work, your whole family will count on you to have a future!"

"I don't want to leave my mother because the provincial capital is so far away."

Liping held her mother's shoulder with both hands and put her head on her shoulder with some pamperingness.

"Hey, silly girl, can mom keep you for the rest of your life? You are so old, you will get married sooner or later. Look at your sister, have you married to another place?"

The mother stretched out one hand caressedly, combed her daughter's beaked black with her fingers, and said kindly:

"Go, go and work hard when you go to the provincial capital. Listen to the leaders, you can't just be as good as at home!"

The daughter nodded obediently.

My mother smiled happily and then turned to the topic:

"Pingping, you are nineteen years old too. Tell your mother, have you found a boyfriend outside?"

She deliberately did not mention Li Gang's name.

"Mom--, you!"

Suddenly, when my mother asked about this topic, a red cloud immediately hit Liping's face. She pushed her mother a little shyly, covering her hot face tightly.

In an instant, the beautiful scene of her birth by the Acacia River in the afternoon flashed in front of Liping again: she seemed to feel the opposite sex of her lover, the hot and true feeling of the same kind as her lover.

"Ping, mom is asking you."

The mother said with a little concern:

"People outside are talking about your relationship with Li Gang, is there any such thing?"

"No, no! Don't listen to people talking nonsense."

Out of the girl's shy instinct, Liping shook her head and denied:

"We just often review our homework and practice diving together. Isn't that just to take the college entrance exam or find a job?"

"It's good if not."

The mother sighed and said half-believingly:

"Now, you say you are old or young, and you have to care about it. I'll listen,"

Speaking of this, my mother hesitated for a while, remembering her husband's afternoon advice, she still asked with a gritty bullet:

"Ping, do you know - which mayor's son in the provincial capital?"

Originally, she didn't want to break the casserole and ask the question to the end, but she seemed to hear the old man coming home from outside, and seemed to feel that he was quietly "listening" to her and Liping in the room in front.

She knew that it would be impossible not to ask now.

Of course, she was also ready to not be able to find out the result. At the same time, she also had a vague hope, hoping that her daughter could admit it happily, and that she could tell herself that she did know the son of a mayor in the provincial capital.

"Mom, why are you talking nonsense? Where would I know the mayor's son?"

Liping raised her head from her mother's shoulder in surprise and truly widened her beautiful, watery big eyes.

"I heard from your father that this is what your father said. This afternoon, a cadre named Hao came to the provincial capital. Your father said that he is the director of the general office of the provincial city government. It was Director Hao who told your father in person that you have acquainted with the son of a mayor of the provincial capital!"

My mother seemed to have raised her voice intentionally, and she deliberately let the old man who was "listening" in the front room hear her words.

"This is a rumor spreading, nothing is visible!"

Liping jumped up from the edge of the bed, stood opposite her mother and said:

"I participated in the competition in the provincial capital. Except for knowing a few people from the Provincial Sports Commission and the Sports Brigade, I didn't know any other ghosts. Who can I have a good relationship with?"

"Liping, don't worry! I'll just ask casually."

Mom took her daughter's hand and said:

"Actually, as long as you can make your own decisions, it is not a bad thing to know the mayor's son! Women always have to get married. If you really know the mayor's son, your father and I will not object."

What's going on? Listening to her mother's nagging, Liping was a little stunned.

From the mother's repeated questions, she thought of her father's politeness when she had eaten before, and when Li Gang's employment notice was gone, she seemed to feel something vaguely.

Behind this phenomenon, is there some secret?

She couldn't guess the mystery, and thought for a while, and simply replied:

"Mom, you don't believe what I said. Otherwise, I won't go to the provincial capital."

"Don't you fucking shit!"
To be continued...