Reborn in the 60s, I hunt to support my family and even seduce the village beauty.

Entrance to Qin Family Village.

"Girl, take these ten cornbreads with you, you'll give them to Xiao Lü later."

"Mom, just give him two to try, why did you take so many?" Qin Meiru didn't want to be too high-profile in front of Lü Jiawei.

"Don't pull or tug, I've wrapped it up properly, don't let the villagers see it." Shi Zhenxiang hung the small cloth bag on her daughter's shoulder, her expression somewhat meaningful.

She spent half the night thinking of this idea.

Yesterday, my daughter came home and said that she had agreed with Xiao Lü that she wouldn't ask for a bride price when they got married, which really scared her.

If his daughter doesn't want a bride price, then his mentally challenged son will probably never find a wife.

But her daughter was determined to go to the city, and she couldn't just stop her and turn her and her daughter into enemies.

Even if they were forced to become enemies, if his daughter was determined to go to the city, he couldn't stop her.

The only option now is to find another way.

The saying goes, "You can't catch a wolf without risking your cubs," and "You can't get a bride price without giving up cornbread."

The family surnamed Lü lived in the city. I heard they were well-off. Since they had received ten cornbreads from me, I couldn't just leave without giving them any dowry.

If no dowry is given, then I'll only lose ten cakes. But if I'm to give one, I can't just give ten or eight yuan as a perfunctory gesture, considering the cakes.

Watching her daughter's departing figure, and thinking about how she could live a life of luxury thanks to her son-in-law, Shi Zhenxiang covered her mouth, almost bursting out laughing.

As Qin Meiru walked down the street, she touched the still-warm cornbread on her chest, feeling a sense of joy.

Although Lü Jiawei is ugly, he has a really good heart.

Yesterday, knowing that her family had no reason to ask for an extra dowry, they still took care of her when she fainted and treated her to delicious food.

Later, when she heard herself say that she didn't want a bride price, she believed her and said she would defend herself when she got home.

He even arranged to introduce her to his colleagues today. It's been three days since the first day of their blind date.

The two met three times in a row, from initial interest to misunderstanding, and now they feel that they have developed some feelings for each other.

It's a pity he's not good-looking; hopefully, your future children won't look like him.

As she walked, Qin Meiru's face turned red.

He spat a few times, cursing himself inwardly. They weren't even married yet, and he was already thinking about having a child. How shameless of him!

As I walked to Dongzhimen, I saw Lü Jiawei standing under the gate, looking around.

Qin Meiru quickly waved to acknowledge him, feeling even sweeter inside.

So what if I'm ugly? This Xiao Lü is so thoughtful. He even went out of his way to Dongzhimen to greet me. I wonder how long he's been waiting.

"Mei...Meiru, you're here?" Lü Jiawei scratched his head and grinned sheepishly.

"Have you been waiting long?"

"Not long, hehehe, I just arrived a short while ago." Lü Jiawei smiled a little foolishly, and when he met Qin Meiru's gaze, he avoided her eyes.

"Fool..." Qin Meiru whispered, "Let's go, weren't you taking me to meet your colleagues today?"

She didn't give the cornbread directly to Lü Jiawei; she planned to take it out in front of his colleagues when they arrived at his workplace.

Firstly, it shows her thoughtfulness and generosity towards Lü Jiawei; secondly, it demonstrates that although her family is from the countryside, they are not poor, and she did not marry Lü Jiawei because of his urban background.

Secondly, Qin Meiru is overthinking things. What do rural women want when they marry into the city? It's as clear as day.

Not to mention that someone as beautiful as her, the most beautiful woman in the surrounding area, would marry an ugly, simple-minded man like Lü Jiawei. Even a fool would know why.

"No rush. You haven't eaten yet, have you? Let's go get some breakfast first."

Last night, when Lü Jiawei went home, he told his mother about his discussion with Qin Meiru about the bride price.

When her mother heard that Qin Meiru had said she didn't want a bride price and wanted to marry her son, she was deeply moved.

It seems that things are really tough in rural areas now. Otherwise, why would such a beautiful girl not even ask for a dowry and want to marry her mentally challenged son?

Since the Qin family can waive the bride price, there's no need to worry that they're trying to scam us out of the bride price. In that case, this marriage is worth considering.

However, haste makes waste. The son said he wanted to introduce the Qin family's daughter to his colleagues, and the mother wholeheartedly agreed.

The son's mentor at work is a veteran police officer who has worked for many years. If the Qin family has any shady dealings, the mentor can help keep an eye on them.

"Are you going to have breakfast? Aren't you in a hurry to get to work?" Qin Meiru asked.

"I asked my boss for leave these past two days. He knew it was because I was going on a blind date, and he was very supportive, so he gave me special permission to be late or leave early."

Wow! Your boss is so nice!

Lü Jiawei chuckled a few times.

At work, finding a spouse is a major problem. A group of female colleagues, including Aunt Song and Sister Wu, have introduced him to many potential partners, but none of them have worked out.

Then he heard that someone had gone on a blind date with him and that things were going well. Duan Chang waved his hand and told him to relax and focus on his relationship, assuring him that his mentor Hou Jun and the others would take care of his work and there wouldn't be any problems.

"Let's go! Let's get some fried dough rings and fermented mung bean juice! I'm telling you, I know a place that makes really authentic fermented mung bean juice..."

Qin Meiru's breath hitched. As a rural resident near Beijing, she had heard of the fame of douzhi (fermented mung bean juice) many times and had even tried it a couple of times.

If it weren't for the food shortages these days, and the reluctance to waste food, she would have almost vomited both times.

Unexpectedly, Lü Jiawei had a particular fondness for this and insisted on taking her to drink douzhi (fermented mung bean juice).

She frowned, not daring to say anything more, for fear of displeasing Lü Jiawei.

After dawdling for a while, we arrived at the breakfast stall, and a strange, sour smell wafted into our noses first.

Lü Jiawei helped find a stool and settled Qin Meiru down: "Wait here for a moment, I'll go get some soy milk. You'll never forget the taste of this!"

Qin Meiru smiled wryly, "No matter which shop's douzhi it is, you'll never forget it once you've tasted it!"

However, since we're already here, we have to swallow it down, even if we have to close our eyes and strain our throats.

She's not married yet, so she wouldn't dare to go against Lu Jiawei's wishes.

Less than two minutes later, Lü Jiawei returned with a bowl of grayish-green soup and some crispy fried dough rings.

"Drink it while it's hot, then I'll get the rest."

The steaming bowl of soup was right in front of her, and Qin Meiru could feel the aroma penetrating her very soul without even taking a breath.

This Lü Jiawei, of all the things he likes to eat, he actually likes to eat this stuff that's several times more disgusting than swill.

"Drink it! While it's hot!" He brought back another bowl, and seeing that Qin Meiru hadn't touched it yet, Lü Jiawei took the first slurp.

"Hehe, well... I'm not too hungry yet, let's eat some fried dough rings first," Qin Meiru said with a forced smile.

The fried dough rings were quite fragrant, crispy and crumbly, and they crumbled when you bit into them.

But she opened her mouth several times, yet couldn't bring herself to take a sip of the soy milk.

"You don't dislike drinking douzhi (fermented mung bean juice), do you?" Lu Jiawei asked, puzzled, having sensed something amiss.

"How could that be! I love drinking douzhi the most!" Qin Meiru didn't want to appear different from Lü Jiawei, so she suddenly picked up the douzhi.

With his eyes tightly closed and mouth wide open, he raised the bowl and poured it down his throat.

"Hey! Slow down! It's hot!!"