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Chapter 87 - 87 87 Blind Date

87: Chapter 87: Blind Date?

Brother Is Getting Married!

87: Chapter 87: Blind Date?

Brother Is Getting Married!

Zhang Hao scratched the back of his head, his smile a bit awkward.

Wu Jie understood immediately.

“Sigh!

When you think about it, how many young and beautiful girls are willing to stay in the village these days?”

“And if she really is a great beauty, with suitors thick as flies, why would she ever need a blind date?”

Zhang Hao shook his head repeatedly.

“Bro, you just got it wrong, she’s not the least bit ugly, on the contrary, she’s a great beauty!”

What??

Wu Jie jumped to his feet at once.

“How beautiful?

Uh…

wait a second, I have to be careful with your taste in women!

Don’t tell me you’re comparing a sow to Diaochan!”

Zhang Hao laughed naively:

“She really is a great beauty, looks just like a celebrity, but…

she’s unlucky!”

Glancing around, Zhang Hao leaned in and whispered low:

“She’s a widow!”

Damn!

Wu Jie snorted and threw up his hands.

“I knew it, no pie falls from the sky for no reason!”

“Moreover, my parents, seriously, to follow Auntie San’s advice and set me up on a blind date with a widow, am I even their biological son?”

He sighed, shook his head, and sat back down.

Picking up his chopsticks and grabbing a bite of noodles, Wu Jie asked while eating:

“Does she have any children with her late husband?”

“How could she?

She’s been married off twice and never left home!” Zhang Hao replied offhandedly.

Boom!

Wu Jie’s head almost exploded.

“What the heck!

Twice?”

Zhang Hao nodded affirmatively, “The first time she was about to marry a truck driver from the next town.

Everything was ready, but right before the wedding, he rented a BMW in the county town, planning to drive it back as the wedding car, and ended up crashing both himself and the car into a river at night.”

“He was skilled and knew the road well, and he wasn’t drinking, but he still had an accident.

Isn’t that strange?”

Wu Jie shook his head: “That isn’t strange, is it?

Even veteran drivers have accidents sometimes!”

“The second time, it was also the night before the wedding.

The groom came to her home with a bunch of people for the procession, and they all drank too much.

Everyone else was fine, but the groom alone died in her house.

Now tell me, isn’t that eerie enough?”

Zhang Hao emphasized heavily: “The groom was a businessman, with a good capacity for alcohol, robust health, and they didn’t drink much that night.

After he died, the medical examiner determined, it wasn’t alcohol poisoning but a heart attack.”

Wu Jie put down his chopsticks.

“Damn!

That really is creepy!

Is Auntie San trying to kill me by setting me up on this blind date?”

Zhang Hao laughed heartily: “Auntie San said that you have a strong destiny, and you’re three years younger than Zhu Cui, so she can’t overpower you!”

“What the hell!

You believe that?

Then why did you go on a blind date with her?”

“I don’t match up, our destinies don’t align!”

“…”

Wu Jie rolled his eyes and went back to eating his noodles.

Despite the rapid advancement of technology, various superstitions still exist among the people.

Consulting feng shui, calculating one’s destiny, is especially common in the countryside.

Wu Jie has been single for a long time, and in rural areas, passing on the family lineage sooner rather than later is expected of a son.

Under the pressure of many relatives and friends, his parents probably felt they had no choice but to believe the fortune teller’s gibberish and let Auntie San set up a blind date.

“To have no descendants is the worst of unfilial acts!

Sigh!”

Wu Jie shook his head repeatedly, thinking:

“Who cares how spooky she is, I’m about to marry Tang Xiao.

Do I even need a blind date?”

After slowly finishing his noodles, Wu Jie wiped his mouth and got up.

“Haizhu, come to my place for a drink tonight.

I’m off first!”

“Alrighty!” Zhang Hao chuckled with a grin.

…

Genlong Village.

The mountains stretched out like a sprawled dragon, giving the village its name.

Upon crossing the mountain pass, one saw at the foot of the mountain a small farmyard by a hillside and a river.

The old multi-story house, long since built, was now covered in moss.

A small river ran in front of the courtyard and there was an orchard behind, with vegetable plots on both sides.

From a distance, Wu Jie could see his parents busying themselves in the orchard.

Beep beep!

After a long drive, the dust-covered Jeep veered into the courtyard as it descended the hill.

The big yellow dog that roamed aimlessly through the orchard immediately took off, four hooves flying, darting back home.

Wu Jianguo set down his hoe and squinted with a smile.

“This boy, he actually drove the company car back!”

Liao Lan, her head buried in picking fruit, didn’t even lift her head.

“Bringing the car back is good.

It’ll give us more face when we go matchmaking!”

“Let’s go!

Head back first!”

Wu Jianguo hoisted his hoe on his shoulder and hurried home with quick steps.

Inside the courtyard.

As Wu Jie reversed close to the living room door and just started to unload the trunk of goods, Wu Jianguo walked in.

“Son of a gun!

You, you rascal, getting to be a manager has really changed your fortunes, hasn’t it?”

Wu Jianguo set down his hoe and walked up with a smile, his eyes half-closed.

“Wow, you bought so much stuff?

Did you strike it rich?”

“Can’t I buy some things for the family without striking it rich?”

Wu Jie lit a cigarette for his father.

Wu Jianguo took a couple of deep puffs from the cigarette, then suddenly frowned.

“Hey, not bad at all!”

“Hehe, knew you’d like it, brought you a whole pack!”

Wu Jie muttered under his breath.

“What are you two whispering about?”

Liao Lan approached, wearing rubber shoes and with a basket hanging on her back.

Wu Jie hurried over to take the basket from her, which was filled with plenty of green tangerines.

“Why did you buy so much stuff?”

“Eh, what’s this?

And what’s that?”

…

After unloading the things, Wu Jie went to the back hill to pay respects to his grandparents.

Then, he distributed small gifts to other relatives, friends, and neighbors in the area.

By the time he returned home, Wu Jianguo had finished washing the Jeep, leaving it spotlessly clean.

Sizzling sounds of cooking emanated from the kitchen, and wisps of smoke rose and curled up from the chimney.

From the chicken coops and duck pens, endless cackling and quacking could be heard.

Wu Jie slipped on his boots and hopped into the pigpen to clean out the pig manure.

Da Huang, the big yellow dog, wagged its tail and sauntered up to the fence but then spun around and ran off at the sudden grunts from the pigs.

Wu Jianguo walked around the car, clicking his tongue in admiration.

“Really nice, if only it were ours!”

Seeing this, Wu Jie yelled out, “Dad, wanna give it a try?

Here are the car keys!”

“Try what!

It’s the company car.

What if I break it?”

Wu Jianguo rolled up the hose and started humming a tune as he made his way to the kitchen to help cook.

Wu Jie didn’t have much to say.

He had already given their parents a scare by transferring a hundred thousand to them.

If he suddenly revealed that this car, worth two or three hundred thousand, was his, they would surely start digging and questioning where the money came from.

“Only one step at a time!”

Wu Jie sighed and kicked a fat pig out of the way.

Noon.

On the living room’s round table, Liao Lan, quite skilled in cooking, had prepared several dishes, all favorites of Wu Jie.

Wu Jianguo sat in the place of honor, opened a bottle of Maotai, peeling peanuts, and teasing, “Back in the day on the front lines, before going into battle we’d drink for courage, and it was Maotai we drank, but it wasn’t so expensive then!”

Liao Lan gave him a stern look and pouted, “Be glad there’s some to drink.

What are you muttering about?”

Then she turned to scold Wu Jie, “You too, you spoil your dad with good cigarettes and alcohol, and you brought me quite a few nice things, but something doesn’t feel right.”

Wu Jie set down his chopsticks and laughed, “Mom and Dad, I’m getting married!”

“Married?” Wu Jianguo burst into laughter, “Silly son, have you lost your mind?

You haven’t even met Zhu Cui yet, what marriage are you talking about?

Confused is more like it!”

“It’s true!

But not with Zhu Cui, it’s with our group’s president!”

Pfft!

A mouthful of Maotai sprayed all over Wu Jie’s face…