My Dongguan Love Story

After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to write down some of the absurd things that happened to me in Dongguan.

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My name is Chen Dazhuang. In 1998, I was 28 years old, which was considered an old bachelor in the village.

Most of the young women in the village have gone out to work. They can't find anyone their own age to date.

As I get older, my desire to get married grows stronger, and I can't help but take a second look at any woman I see on the street.

Even when we slaughter chickens for everyday meals, the hen tastes sweeter than the rooster.

Er Gouzi from the next village came back for the New Year with his newly found wife. She was 1.6 meters tall, with a curvaceous figure and skin as white as snow, tender and radiant. Her rosy lips shimmered, making one want to kiss her.

"How about it? Isn't your sister-in-law hot?"

Er Gouzi grinned at me. Seeing my dazed expression, his vanity was greatly satisfied. He handed me a Zhonghua cigarette, put it in his mouth, and asked with a smile, "Want to get married?"

"Hmm." I nodded. Although I knew Er Gouzi was showing off to me, I meant what I thought, and I wouldn't lie.

Seeing this, he put his arm around my shoulder, lowered his head and whispered to me, "Getting a wife isn't hard. Tonight I'll take you to the Red Romance in the city to be a groom for an hour, how about that?"

Upon hearing this, I immediately shook my head and firmly said, "I'm not going."

I do want to get married, but I mean a proper marriage. I wouldn't touch a woman like that.

Er Gouzi, brimming with self-satisfaction, told me about his experiences in Guangdong. When he first arrived in Guangdong, he worked in a factory. After saving some money, he quit his job and learned the trade of hairdressing. He started by setting up a hairdressing stall outside the factory.

After business improved, he opened his own barbershop, and now he makes more than 10,000 yuan a month in profit.

I was stunned by his words. These days, having 10,000 yuan is quite an achievement in the village. But he actually earned 10,000 yuan a month? I glanced at the car parked in front of his house and figured he probably wasn't lying to me.

I don't recognize the brand of his car. But I know that a small car costs at least 100,000 yuan. He must have made a lot of money to be able to buy one.

I suddenly felt that there was no point in just toiling in the fields all the time, and a thought began to sprout in my mind to go out and explore.

After thinking for a moment, I looked at Er Gouzi and asked, "How much can you earn in a factory in a month?"

"Working in a factory? For a general worker, it's around 1,800 to 1,000; if you do well, 2,000 to 3,000 is normal."

So much? I farm from dawn till dusk, and I only earn a little over a thousand a year. Working in a factory for a month can earn me a year's worth of farming money. No wonder all the women in the village go out to work.

"You think that's too much?" Er Gouzi shook his head with a smile when he saw my surprised look.

"Making money in Guangdong is like picking it up off the street. What's ten thousand yuan? Let me tell you, the most expensive hairstyling I've ever done for a client was over a thousand yuan. I just moved my fingers and earned that money in half a day."

A haircut costs over a thousand? And it only takes half a day? My goodness. That's too easy money.

After hearing his words, my heart was filled with anticipation. I made up my mind to go to Guangdong to work in the next few days. Once I've earned enough money, I'll tear down our dilapidated house and build a big one. Then I'll marry an honest, young, and beautiful wife, and have a big, healthy son.

But Sichuan is more than a thousand kilometers away from Guangdong. What can we do if we are unfamiliar with the place and its people?

Should I stay at Er Gouzi's place? I glanced at Er Gouzi and shook my head inwardly. He came here today just to show off to me.

I doubt he'd agree to let me stay with him.

By the way, isn't my cousin's wife in Dongguan?

Since my cousin passed away from illness three years ago, my cousin's wife went to work in Dongguan and has never returned.

Rumors circulated in the village about her, saying that since she was so beautiful and a widow, she must have been doing shady business in the big city, making money off her body.

When I first heard these words, I was so angry that I argued with them.

She's spreading rumors behind people's backs without even seeing the facts. Why is she so gossipy? I will absolutely not allow anyone to slander her behind her back.

My cousin's wife is three years older than me. She married my cousin when she was eighteen and treats me like an older sister. Whenever I go to her house to visit my cousin, she always treats me to all sorts of delicious food.

Although she didn't come back for the Spring Festival this year, she sent me 100 yuan so I could buy some New Year's goods and have a prosperous year.

After thinking about it, I decided to call my sister-in-law first and ask if it was possible to stay at her place first, then go to the factory, earn some money, and then see if I could start a business or something.

Thinking of this, I couldn't be bothered with Er Gouzi anymore and quickly ran towards the convenience store. I spent fifty cents to dial the number my sister-in-law had given me. After a while, a familiar voice came from the other end of the line:

Who is it?

"Sister-in-law, it's me, Dazhuang."

"Dazhuang? What's wrong?"

"Sister-in-law, I want to go to Guangdong to work, and I'd like to stay there first, is that okay?"

"Sure, why not? It's fine if you stay with your sister-in-law for a long time."

"Okay, you should take a bus to the city first, buy a train ticket, and get off at Dongguan Railway Station. I'll come pick you up there."

"Call your sister-in-law back after you buy the tickets."

"good!"

After exchanging pleasantries with my sister-in-law for a while, I hung up the phone and headed home.

When I got home, I told my mom about my trip to Dongguan, and she nodded after listening.

"You're all grown up now. If you want to go out and explore, that's fine. But when you earn money, don't spend it recklessly; save it all so you can get married next year."

"Hmm." I nodded, smoking a cigarette.

"But there's one thing you need to be careful about," Mom said, looking at me seriously. "It's okay to stay at your cousin's place temporarily, but don't sleep in her rented apartment, and don't have any contact with her at night."

Her words startled me.

"Mom, I don't know anyone here. Where else can I sleep if I don't stay at my cousin's house?"

My mother shook her head after hearing what I said:

"Staying in a hotel or sleeping on the street is fine. Just don't stay with her. You can't go unless she agrees."

"OK."

I nodded helplessly.

I decided to leave on a whim. I packed a few things today, and tomorrow I'll take a tricycle to the city to catch the train.

There's not much to pack, just two sets of clothes and some dry food.

My mom was worried I'd go hungry, so she made lots of steamed buns overnight for me to take with me during the two days of my journey.

There's no way around it, I'm tall and strong, and I can eat a lot. I'm 1.9 meters tall and weigh nearly 200 pounds. I can eat four bowls of rice in one meal. If I were to eat steamed buns alone, I could eat more than a dozen.

After packing the steamed buns and carrying them on my back, I took a tricycle to the city, bought a train ticket, queued up, and boarded the train. Two days and two nights later, I finally arrived at Dongguan Railway Station.

As soon as I got off the bus, a wave of heat hit me, making me sweat profusely.

Looking around, there are stalls everywhere outside the train station, selling all sorts of things.

There were vendors selling steamed buns, corn, and a novelty called milk tea. I went over to take a look, and oh my goodness!

A steamed bun costs three cents, and a cup of milk tea costs one dollar.

I rubbed my rumbling stomach and looked at the only five hundred yuan in my pocket. I couldn't bear to eat it.

I found a small shop, spent a dollar, and made a phone call to my cousin's wife:

Who is it?

A lazy voice came from the phone.

"Sister-in-law, it's me, Dazhuang. I've arrived at the train station."

"You've arrived? Great, I'm coming right now, wait a minute."

"Um."

I nodded.

An hour later, I saw my cousin's wife get out of the taxi and walk towards me, swaying her hips.

My cousin's wife was wearing a white lace camisole and shorts that didn't go past her knees. Her fair legs shone in the sunlight. Surprisingly, after a few years, she had become even more beautiful.

I couldn't help but glance at her a few more times. When my cousin-in-law looked at me, I looked away embarrassedly and went to the side.

"Dazhuang, what are you looking at?"

My cousin's wife approached and, seeing me looking to the side, glanced over in confusion and discovered that opposite me was a beautiful young woman with a great figure.

"Oh no, Dongguan is really prosperous."

I turned my head and looked down at my cousin's wife with an awkward smile.

Upon closer inspection, although my cousin's wife was thirty-one years old, her face was clean and fair, making her look younger than a twenty-year-old girl in the village. Her round face and rosy lips were extremely beautiful.

My cousin's wife is 1.65 meters tall, which is considered tall for a woman. But next to me, who is 1.9 meters tall, she looks short.

I looked down at her and was momentarily stunned.

"What are you looking at?"

My cousin-in-law caught a glimpse of my gaze and said with a smile.

"Huh? I, I..."

I don't usually have much contact with women, so I was momentarily embarrassed and stunned by my cousin's words.

Seeing my embarrassed state, my cousin-in-law couldn't help but smile, pursing her lips with her hand.

He walked up to me, nudged me with his elbow, looked up at me, and smiled:

"Missing women?"

My cousin's wife moved closer to me, and a delicate fragrance wafted from her, drawing my attention to her. Looking down at her, my gaze inadvertently drifted to her lace camisole.

"Uh, no, no."

I'm 28 years old, of course I want a woman. I've been wanting one for years. But there are very few young women in the village; most of them have gone out to work. So I've never been in a relationship.

But I definitely won't admit it to my cousin's wife. To me, she's like an older sister; how could I possibly tell her something like this?

But when my cousin's wife saw my panicked look, she covered her mouth and laughed until her eyes narrowed.

"What's so embarrassing about saying you want to be with a woman?"

"Your sister-in-law is taking you to find a woman, do you want to go?"

That startled me: "Looking for... a woman?"

"Mmm." My cousin-in-law smiled and looked up at me. Her eyes crinkled with laughter, her pupils sparkling, and her red lips shimmering with a bright luster.

At that moment, I felt that my sister-in-law was really beautiful.