After Transmigrating into a Cannon Fodder in the 1980s, I Trash Them All

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[41: What's on Her Mind]

"Hey, Xiaorui's Qiu'er has come here! Have you eaten yet? Sit down and have something with us!" Wei Guiqin, seeing her son's prospective partner come to their home on her own initiative, warmly greeted her.

"Aunt Wei, I've already eaten, you don't need to fuss over me. I heard Uncle Su had surgery, so I came to visit." Lin Zhiqiu said as she handed over the net bag she was carrying.

"Look at you, coming over and bringing things! Oh my, this milk powder is quite expensive! Your life is already difficult enough, why spend so much on this?" Wei Guiqin complained lightly, but her face was smiling as she naturally took the milk powder from Lin Zhiqiu. "Next time, don't do this again, okay? Aunt Wei might get upset with you."

"I understand." Lin Zhiqiu smiled shyly and then turned to Su Dajiang, asking, "Uncle Su, how's your recovery going?"

Su Dajiang calmly sized up this girl. She had a good appearance, dressed plainly, and seemed sensible in her words and actions—more than suitable for his son, in fact.

But...

The matter about wanting a job left him dissatisfied.

"I'm doing well, no need to worry. Little Lin, thank you for your gift." Su Dajiang thanked her.

"Come on, sit down and talk! Since you're here, just sit down and eat with us," Wei Guiqin scooted a chair over, making space for her.

Su Jingrui was quick to act, swiftly bringing over a chair and placing it next to the table. "Qiu'er, please sit here."

"Okay." Lin Zhiqiu sat down shyly.

Seeing this as a perfect opportunity, Wei Guiqin decided to bring up the matter they had been discussing earlier and see what Lin Zhiqiu really intended.

"Qiu'er, we were just talking about you and Xiaorui's matter. You know Xiaorui's feelings. Since you're here today, Auntie wants to ask you something: what do you really think about marrying Xiaorui?"

With Wei Guiqin's words falling, everyone's eyes at the table turned to Lin Zhiqiu.

Lin Zhiqiu bit her lip, seeming somewhat embarrassed.

Su Jingrui's heart tightened instantly, his palms sweating as he feared Lin Zhiqiu would reject the marriage outright.

"Qiu'er, we're working on finding a job. Can you wait for me?" He hurriedly spoke.

Su Dajiang didn't think much of his son's embarrassed appearance. He coughed twice, very solemnly asking Lin Zhiqiu, "I heard from Jingrui that you don't want any dowry and just want a job, is that right?"

Lin Zhiqiu nodded, "Uncle Su, that's what I thought at the time."

"If we can't find a job, you won't marry Jingrui, right?" Su Dajiang shook his head, "Qiu'er, you don't love Jingrui in your heart, you just want to find..."

Before he could finish, Lin Zhiqiu interrupted him.

"Uncle Su." Lin Zhiqiu looked at him apologetically, "I know it's rude to interrupt elders, but I must explain. I did come today because of this matter."

"Well, tell us your thoughts. I'd like to hear what you have to say." Su Dajiang's gaze focused on her.

"The reason I wanted a job is because I believe that even if a woman marries, she shouldn't rely solely on her husband. Besides, everyone knows my family's situation. My mother can't work anymore, so I have to support her. If I marry Jingrui without a job, it's like putting all the financial burden on him, which would be too much pressure for him."