Chapter 45 Making up One's Mind 1

Feng Qingxue walked on the way home, thinking about what Aunt Xu said, and asked herself in her heart.

Are you really willing to marry a farmer with a good class background but no cultural knowledge?

Are you really willing to work from sunrise to sunset every day, count how many work points you earn and how many buckets of grain you can get at the end of the year, live a life without any spiritual communication, and survive until the end of the Cultural Disaster?

Are you really willing to pin the rest of your life on the next generation?

Not willing!

She was not willing!

It's not that she looked down on illiterate farmers. In her heart, everyone is equal, rich or poor. This is what her grandparents and parents taught her. She has always remembered and done it. It's just that compared to good or bad class background, she has no courage to marry a man with no cultural level. She can't accept that when you are talking about the Dream of the Red Chamber, he is talking about how much manure he used in the field this year to harvest a few buckets of grain.

Cultural inequality, different interests, if things go on like this, the deeper the resentment, there will definitely be no good results.

There are people with good class background and high education level, but most of them are in the city. Many units recruit people based on class background and cultural knowledge. In such a difficult life, with the original owner's conditions, people may not be interested in her except for her beauty.

Now there are large-scale disasters in the country, and the commercial grain supply in the city is cut off from time to time. How many people are willing to marry a country wife?

As far as she knows, even if she marries a city person, her household registration will not be changed to a town household registration, but will increase the pressure of life.

Especially she plans to live with Feng Qingyun after getting married.

Perhaps, she should really meet Lu Jiang.

Just like Uncle Wang said, there is nothing bad about him. The only thing that makes people worry is his family background.

In her opinion, family background is not a standard to measure a person's good or bad. What she worries about is the storm brought by family background during the Cultural Disaster.

However, there is no rainbow without wind and rain?

No one can guarantee that their life will be smooth sailing, even if they marry someone with a good class background.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingxue turned around and went to Wanglou Brigade first.

Although it seems a bit impatient to reply to Uncle Wang now, and not reserved enough, some things cannot be dragged out. According to Uncle Wang, he is also waiting for a reply.

The clothes taken from Aunt Xu were put into the space, and some things were taken from the space and put into the backpack.

Feng Qingxue walked into the Wanglou Brigade like this.

The original owner was very impressed with the Wanglou Brigade.

Because Uncle Wang was smart and decisive, he didn't care much about the many measures above, and always let the people of Wanglou Brigade grow high-yield crops such as sweet potatoes and corn. This is a mountainous area, which is particularly suitable for these crops, and the harvest is good. Therefore, when there was famine everywhere, life here was very good, and the mental state was a hundred times stronger than that of the Feng family.

I haven't been here for a long time, and the people of Wanglou Brigade didn't recognize Feng Qingxue.

"Hey, where did the pretty girl come from? Who are you looking for?" An aunt passing by saw Feng Qingxue and saw that she was beautiful and behaved gracefully, which was very different from the women around her, so she couldn't help asking.

Wanglou Brigade is so small, and everyone knows each other. A stranger coming here will naturally attract attention.

Feng Qingxue hurriedly smiled and greeted, "Hello, auntie, I'm here to see my uncle."

"Who is your uncle?"

"My uncle's name is Wang Zhengguo." Zhengguo, this name was given to Lu Zhiyuan by his parents.