That woman gave birth to two sons and three daughters. Seeing that she only gave birth to one son, she felt that she had surpassed her. This was a feeling of pride for so many years!
It's a pity that it's useless no matter how many children that woman gives birth to, because her sons won't be as capable or as filial.
Thinking of this, the lady puffed out her chest and said firmly: "I just like my granddaughter. What's wrong? I just think that my granddaughter is more considerate than my grandson. Does it bother you? I'm not like some people.
You treat your granddaughter as a human being, but you don’t even consider yourself a woman."
"You, you, you..." The woman was speechless by her rebuke. She just pointed her finger at her and stared at her with angry eyes.
"Why are you staring? Are your eyes bigger than anyone else's? I just like my granddaughter. What's wrong?"
"From now on, all your sons will give you are granddaughters." The woman was so angry that she trembled and said without hesitation.
"A granddaughter is a granddaughter. How can I be afraid? I told you today that no matter how many granddaughters my son gives me, I will love him and I will not be afraid of them. Who can give my son the ability to support his mother and daughter?"
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After saying that, he looked at the woman who was almost angry, snorted proudly, and walked away with her head held high.
Seeing that the excitement was gone, other people also went home one after another.
As soon as Zhang Yu and others returned home, Xie Xiaohui came back and said excitedly: "It's done, it's done, my partner has agreed."
Then he looked at Huan Mei and said, "Mom, when do you think you can propose marriage to me?"
After hearing Xie Xiaohui's words, Juan Mei was also happy. Her son's life-long matter was about to be resolved.
"Sister-in-law, what do I need to prepare for my first visit?" After hearing what her son said, Huan Mei was a little confused. She had never dealt with this kind of thing before, so she subconsciously asked Zhou Huizhen for help.
"I'll give you Xiaolin's original gift list. Let's compare it and see how many things we have prepared." Then he looked at Xie Xiaohui and asked, "Does the Jiang family have any requirements?"
"Yes, yes, son, what do the Jiang family want?"
"There are no requirements. It mainly depends on our wishes." Xie Xiaohui said as if he felt something was wrong. He froze suddenly, looked at Huan Mei and asked: "How do you know the surname is Jiang?"
"That us, we..." Huan Mei looked at her sister-in-law with pleading eyes.
"I heard it wrong. We didn't say our surname was Jiang. You must have heard it wrong."
"Yes, yes, you heard wrong." Huan Mei looked at her sister-in-law's firmness and insisted that her son heard wrong.
"Did I really hear it wrong?" Xie Xiaohui scratched his head, and then said to the two of them: "No, you said the surname is Jiang."
"Where? Let's go, sister-in-law, let's discuss what we need to prepare?" After saying that, before Xie Xiaohui could continue to speak, the two of them walked away hand in hand, leaving only Xie Xiaohui, who was stunned.
Before Zhang Yu could see the Xie family going to propose marriage, it was time to return to Beijing.
Before leaving, he carried several packages. In addition to his own things, there were also some things prepared for him by his family.
When he left, Xie's family would see him off as before.
It's just that this time, it's not just him who wants to train, but one of the educated youths. I don't know what kind of connection he has. Anyway, not long after he arrived, it wasn't time to do farm work yet, so his family asked him to transfer him through connections.
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The captain readily agreed to this matter. After getting along with each other for a period of time, he also understood that these educated youths were not material for work at all.
Keeping them will not do anything good, but will cause a lot of trouble.
As long as those educated youths paid back the cents advanced, he wished they had connections in their families and could transfer them all quickly.
Because there were outsiders present along the way, Zhang Yuxie’s family didn’t communicate much.
Just when passing by a large ditch, Zhang Yu always felt that he vaguely heard calls for help.
After listening carefully for a long time, the voice came from the ditch, "Uncle, stop for a moment, stop for a moment."
"Xiaoyu, what's wrong?" Xie Zhiyuan stopped quickly. He thought his nephew wanted to go to the toilet.
"Uncle, listen, why did I hear someone shouting for help?" After Zhang Yu jumped off the bullock cart, he looked towards the roadside and saw an obvious downward slide mark on the roadside.
Seeing this, Zhang Yu's heart skipped a beat. Looking at the traces, it was obvious that someone slipped down.
Zhang Yu looked at the big ditch again. Although there was no water in the ditch, it was still more than 20 meters away from the road, and from where Zhang Yu was now, he could see a lot of stones.
After listening to Zhang Yu's words, Xie Zhiyuan also quickly got off the bullock cart and looked away from Zhang Yu's line of sight.
It happened that Zhang Yu also discovered a little fresh blood at this time, which had obviously just flowed out not long ago.
And from his position, he heard the cry for help more clearly.
"Uncle, it's probably someone who fell. I just don't know if the injury was serious or not."
After that, Xie Zhiyuan and Zhang Yu found a big tree on the roadside, tied a rope to it, and slowly slid down with the rope.
When I slipped into the ditch, I saw an old man in his 60s, holding a child and crying, and kept shouting for help!
Seeing the blood on the child's forehead, Zhang Yu quickly replaced the handkerchief in his pocket with an unused one and put pressure on the child's still bleeding wound to stop the bleeding.
Fortunately, after coming to this world, because the quality of toilet paper in this world is not good, he likes to always have a handkerchief.
The handkerchiefs he used during this period were relatively large, as everyone familiar with him knows, and it would not look out of place if he took them out at this time.
Seeing that the blood flow was no longer so severe, and the old man had recovered a little, Zhang Yu went to check his body again, only to see that his leg was twisted, and it was obvious that he had broken it.
Xie Zhiyuan carried the child on his back, and Zhang Yu tied the child tightly to him with a scarf.
When I went up, I asked the old man: "Uncle, are you okay? Can you hold on?"
Seeing that the child could be saved, the old man nodded quickly, "Yes, I can go up, you don't have to worry about me, save my grandson, please save my grandson!"
"Well, uncle, let's rescue the child first, and then we can pull you up later, okay?"
"Okay, okay, save the child first, save the child first." The old man grabbed Zhang Yu's hand and begged.
"Uncle, let's rescue the child first and then talk."
After finishing speaking, Zhang Yu protected Xie Zhiyuan and carried the child on his back and placed it on the bullock cart. Then he lowered the rope and then pulled the old man up.
The educated youth, who was initially unhappy with their parking and felt that they were wasting their time, looked at the child being carried on Xie Zhiyuan's back and stopped talking.