Chapter 61 Disagree

Jiang Meizhi had other things to say at the moment, so she didn't take her words too seriously. "Forget it, forget it. I'm glad you're back. By the way, let me introduce you to someone."

She pointed at the strange Aunt Yuanxiang and continued, "This is Aunt Yuanxiang from the brigade in the next village. She has a nephew from the same family. He is 28 years old this year, tall and handsome. Aunt Yuanxiang wants to introduce you two to each other."

"Your name is Meihua, right? You are as beautiful as your name. Look at your face, so pretty and smooth." Aunt Yuanxiang stretched out her hand, wanting to touch Jiang Meihua's delicate face.

Jiang Meihua had never experienced such frivolous teasing, and even though the other party was also a woman, this behavior still made her feel deeply uncomfortable.

She quickly took a step back, avoiding the hand that Aunt Yuanxiang extended to her.

"My name is Meihua. It doesn't mean 'the skater is very smooth', but Hua which means China and beautiful," Jiang Meihua said firmly.

The names of their family were actually randomly chosen by their grandfather, without any particular intention.

No one in my family has received much education, so they can't judge whether these names are good or not.

I just think that it sounds smooth and not too bad.

As for the meaning of his name, he explained it to her when they were chatting with Tai Wenguang that day.

Tai Wenguang said that her name is very nice. "Meihua" can mean a beautiful person, and it can also imply that the person with this name is kind and good.

She was not sure whether Tai Wenguang's explanation was accurate, but it did sound like a good idea.

But Aunt Yuanxiang's interpretation of her name was actually because her face was smooth and delicate!
The tone of his speech was exactly the same as what those hooligans and ruffians in the village used when they teased the girls!
Although Jiang Meihua was shy and introverted and not good at arguing with others, she couldn't help but frown when faced with such words and refuted them bluntly.

Aunt Yuanxiang was not displeased by Jiang Meihua's cold response. Instead, she smiled and held Jiang Meihua's hand and said, "Oh, yes, yes, it is indeed Huamei's Hua! By the way, my eldest nephew will be here soon. You two young people can have a good chat when you meet!"

Then, she added excitedly, "He won't walk here like the others, but ride a bicycle! It's a newly bought 28-inch bicycle, the brand is Phoenix! The red silk cloth on the handlebars hasn't been torn off yet, it's brand new! If you sit on the back seat, it will definitely be very impressive!"

Jiang Meihua struggled to break free from her hand and asked with a straight face, "How old is he this year?"

Aunt Yuanxiang continued with a smile, "Twenty-eight years old, only nine years older than you. As the saying goes, older men know how to cherish people better. They are much more stable than those young men in their teens and twenties!"

"You silly girl, why are you still so cold when I introduce you to someone?" Aunt Jiang pinched Jiang Meihua secretly.

The pain was so severe that tears welled up in Jiang Meihua's eyes, but she forced herself not to let them fall. She stood up and forcefully shook off Aunt Jiang's hand.

"Is your eldest nephew a blacksmith?" Jiang Meihua looked at the woman in front of her expressionlessly and asked in a cold voice.

Aunt Yuanxiang nodded in surprise: "Yes, he is a blacksmith. His blacksmith shop is just opposite the old train station in the town. You can see the shop when you get off the train. He has excellent skills and his business is pretty good. Every day, many people come to him to repair hoes, sickles and other things. The pots, knives and hoes used by people in the nearby villages are basically made by him. He can earn dozens of yuan a month!"

"What's your attitude, you silly girl? It's great that he can forge iron, not many people have such a skill. There are many girls around here who want to date him, but he only likes you, and you are not happy? Who are you showing your ugly face to?" Seeing that Jiang Meihua's face was getting more and more gloomy, Aunt Jiang felt a little unhappy and secretly pinched her. Jiang Meihua bit her lip, trying to prevent the tears from flowing out of her eyes, and at the same time moved sideways to avoid Aunt Jiang's hand.

"Anyway, I don't agree!" Jiang Meihua wiped the tears from her face vigorously and said firmly: "Aunt, please go back! Your nephew is so outstanding, there will definitely be more outstanding girls who like him. I am not worthy of him."

After saying that, Jiang Meihua turned around and walked into her room and closed the door.

She sat on the edge of the bed, the voice of Jiang Xiaoxiao's heart that she heard that day constantly echoing in her mind.

Xiaoxiao said that her parents would marry her to a blacksmith, and would eventually beat her to death by that blacksmith.

Jiang Meihua never expected that all this would be confirmed so quickly.

Sure enough, someone really came to propose marriage and wanted to introduce her to a blacksmith.

When Aunt Yuanxiang saw Jiang Meihua running away, her face turned very ugly. She stood up, patted the wrinkles on her clothes, and snorted coldly, "Meizhi, if your sister doesn't agree, forget it. I'm leaving first."

"Aunt, don't be like this. It's not easy for you to come here from so far away. Please sit for a while. My sister is still young and shy. Let me persuade her." Jiang Meizhi hurriedly grabbed Aunt Yuanxiang and pushed her back into the chair.

Aunt Jiang also hurried forward to persuade her, with a smile on her face: "Sister Yuanxiang, don't be in a hurry to leave, wait a little longer. I will go and persuade my second daughter, she is just introverted, she says she doesn't want to, but in fact she must agree in her heart."

Aunt Yuanxiang glanced at them and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Okay, then you guys go ahead and persuade me, I'll sit for a while."

Aunt Jiang glanced at Jiang Meizhi, then came to Jiang Meihua's room and knocked on the door, "Meihua, open the door."

Jiang Meihua looked at the door, tears streaming down her face, "Mom, I don't agree."

"Then who are you going to marry? The emperor? I'm afraid you're not destined for that!" Aunt Jiang rolled her eyes.

"Aunt? Sister Meizhi?" A strange man rode a bicycle to the door and greeted Aunt Yuanxiang and Jiang Meizhi.

"Liangdong is here? Come in and sit down." Jiang Meizhi walked over with a smile, waved to the young man, and shouted into the house, "Mom, Aunt Yuanxiang's nephew is here."

"Liangdong, wait a moment. The girl hasn't agreed to see you yet." Aunt Yuanxiang shook her head and waved at Song Liangdong.

Song Liangdong looked at the two boxes of snacks hanging on the bicycle and scratched his head, "Ah? This..."

"She agrees, she agrees. She's just shy. Hi, I just talked to her and she agreed." Aunt Jiang saw Song Liangdong coming pushing the new bicycle, and she walked over with a smile and said.

(End of this chapter)