Chapter 35 My father-in-law is one year older than me

At this time, Qin Jingru was only a four-year-old girl with big eyes, long eyelashes, and was very cute.

When she saw He Daqing giving her candy, she actually grinned, opened her arms, and wanted He Daqing to hug her.

He Daqing smiled helplessly and directly hugged the mini version of Qin Jingru in his arms.

He Daqing couldn't help but feel heartbroken when he thought that Qin Jingru would be taken advantage of by Xu Damao's grandson in more than ten years.

No, it would be fine if I wasn't here, but now that Qin Jingru has become my sister-in-law, I naturally can't let Xu Damao's grandson succeed.

"Come on!"

"Giggle..."

While He Daqing was thinking, the mini version of Qin Jingru in his arms had already given him a kiss on the face.

Even the voice of Qin Huairu's second mother could be heard from the side.

"Jingru, call me brother-in-law!"

"Brother-in-law..."

The four-year-old girl can already speak very fluently, and sweet sounds come out when she opens her little mouth.

"Oh, the Qing Dynasty is here, please come in, please come in!"

At this time, Qin Dashan's voice was heard from the yard. As soon as he finished speaking, He Daqing saw a middle-aged man coming out to greet him with a smile.

He Daqing quickly returned Qin Jingru to her mother and bowed to Qin Dashan.

"Hello, uncle!"

"Ahem, okay, okay, Daqing, please come in!"

Qin Dashan felt a little embarrassed when He Daqing called him uncle.

After all, Qin Huairu was his eldest daughter, and she was only eighteen years old, and he, Qin Dashan, was only thirty-six years old this year. In short, he was only one year older than He Daqing.

It’s just that the farmer has suffered since he was young, and after working hard for so many years, at the age of 36, he is no different from an old man in his 40s or 50s.

Qin Dashan felt mixed emotions when he thought that He Daqing, who was only one year younger than him, had married his daughter.

After taking a look at what He Daqing was holding in his hand, Qin Dashan nodded with satisfaction.

The first time he came to my house, he brought wine, cigarettes, and a lot of good things. It seems that my son-in-law is quite sensible.

On the contrary, my own home, without any preparation, seems a bit shabby.

"Daqing, our family is not prepared..."

At this time, Mrs. Liu also came out, wearing an apron and cooking. When she saw her daughter bringing He Daqing back, her face was full of joy.

Liu had been worried these days. After all, she hadn't seen He Daqing and Qin Huairu for a long time. Unexpectedly, he was brought home directly today.

Well, this He Daqing is tall and strong, full of energy and vigor. He is only one year younger than her man, but looks so young.

And to be precise, I... seem to be one year younger than He Daqing, but in terms of seniority, He Daqing will have to call me mom from now on?

When she thought of this, Liu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Aunt, we are a family from now on. Let's eat whatever we have. Come and let me help you!"

He Daqing glanced at Liu, put down what he was holding, and walked up to Liu enthusiastically.

I thought to myself, no wonder Qin Huairu is so beautiful, it turns out she inherited all of Liu's beauty.

At this time, Liu was simply a thirty-year-old version of Qin Huairu. She was full of charm as a young woman, and He Daqing was a little dazed by her.

He Daqing was a chef. Although the Qin family only had some cabbage and potatoes, and at most some tomato sauce saved from the summer, with He Daqing's skillful operation, it didn't take long before delicious dishes appeared in front of everyone in the Qin family.

Seeing how diligent He Daqing was and his cooking skills were so great, Qin Dashan and Liu looked at each other and couldn't help but nod secretly.

Although He Daqing is a little older and has children at home, he is very capable. To be honest, if my daughter marries a man like him, she will not suffer any loss but will benefit from it.

"Brother-in-law, it's delicious!"

“It turns out that cabbage and potatoes can be so delicious!”

Qin Huairu's younger brother, Qin Huaibao, who is only fifteen years old this year, couldn't help but give He Daqing a thumbs up.

"Daqing, you may not know."

Liu smiled and said,

"My Huaibao has been picky about food since he was young, especially in winter. He is tired of eating cabbage and potatoes. It's because of your cooking skills. I haven't seen him eat so fast in years!"

"I also learned this skill from others. Just enjoy eating it!"

He Daqing smiled modestly, giving people a feeling of being bathed in spring breeze.

Seeing this scene, Qin Dashan and Liu became more and more satisfied.

"The Qing Dynasty."

Qin Dashan glanced at his wife and went straight to the point.

"What Huairu and I mean is that you and Huairu should find a time to get married. You can decide on the gift and other things. We are attracted to you as a person. As long as you live a good life after marriage, that's better than anything else!"

They already knew about He Daqing's family conditions, and their daughter would not suffer any grievances if she married him. After meeting him in person today, they found that He Daqing was not only capable but also very kind-hearted. With such a good man, they were completely relieved.

Qin Huairu, who was sitting not far away and had been eavesdropping, lowered her head embarrassedly when she heard this, but could not help but raise her head and look at He Daqing.

"Uncle, aunt, we are thinking the same thing!"

He Daqing took advantage of the situation and said happily,

"I also want to marry Huairu. I told Huairu yesterday that our two families live far away from each other, and it's not easy for you to marry your daughter to me. I can't let her down."

As he spoke, He Daqing took out fifty yuan and respectfully presented it to Qin Dashan.

"Here's fifty yuan, as my betrothal gift to Qin Huairu. Huairu and I will go upstairs in a couple of days, and we'll buy a bicycle, a sewing machine, or whatever else you need. I see that the New Year is coming soon, so why don't we get married next month?"

When it comes to marriage, once you've set your goal, you should strike while the iron is hot. Now that his father-in-law and mother-in-law have expressed their opinions, He Daqing naturally won't delay.

"This... Great! I think it would be a good idea to get married next month."

Looking at the fifty yuan in front of them, Qin Dashan and Liu looked at each other and saw the joy in each other's eyes.

You know, the betrothal gift for marriage in their village is only 20 or 30 yuan, but He Daqing actually gave them 50 yuan at once.

That would have been fine, but he also had to buy Qin Huairu a bicycle and a sewing machine, any one of which was something that the people in their village could only dream of.

It seems that my son-in-law is really caring.

"Daqing, our two families live far from each other, so we can just hold the wedding at your place. When you two come back, I'll ask the villagers to set up two tables..."

Qin Dashan grinned and began to discuss the details of the marriage with He Daqing.

Qin Dashan and Liu, who were both in their thirties, were chatting animatedly with He Daqing, who was also in his thirties, so much so that Qin Huairu, who was sitting not far away, had no time to get a word in.

That would have been fine, but Qin Dashan was so happy that he even took out some wine and started drinking with He Daqing. When he got so happy from drinking, he even treated He Daqing as his brother.