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Whether it's the original owner or the female lead, it's the same person!
Wen Qinghe, who held a fortune i...
Chen Guiru thought she must have been half asleep!
That's why I heard the old man say that two of his family members went to university!
These college students aren't like corn in a field, where you can have as many as you want!
I couldn't resist and pinched my thigh hard!
"Ouch!"
Feng Dabing's thigh twitched, his face contorted in pain.
"Old woman, you want to change your partner?!"
Chen Guiru looked down and saw that her hand was still on Feng Dabing's leg.
Oh, wrong person!
She said, "Why doesn't it hurt?"
Seeing that the old man's pain seemed genuine, she suppressed her excitement and asked uncertainly:
What did you just say?
It took Feng Dabing a while to calm down the pain in his leg.
That old woman is really ruthless.
However, he understood, since he initially couldn't believe that his family would receive such good fortune.
"I'm telling you, two college students from our family! Lingling and that brat both got in! Old woman! Our ancestors' graves are emitting auspicious smoke!"
Chen Guiru was stunned on the spot, and it took her a long time to react before she burst into tears of joy.
Having suddenly experienced such dramatic ups and downs, she couldn't help but cover her face and burst into tears.
This was the scene that Feng Tiezhu and Tang Lingling saw as soon as they entered the house.
Their mother covered her face and wept bitterly, while their father stood aside holding Little Stone, at a loss for what to do.
Feng Tiezhu and Tang Lingling exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes.
Tang Lingling said silently, "Did Mom and Dad have a fight?"
Feng Tiezhu shook his head, puzzled.
Although the brigade leader and Chen Guiru had been married for many years, they had never argued like this before.
Feng Tiezhu thought that his father had bullied Chen Guiru.
He quickly took the small stone from Feng Dabing's hand, looking at Feng Dabing with a dissatisfied expression:
"How can you, at your age, still bully people at home!"
Feng Dabing protested, "How dare I!"
Everyone in the village knows he's afraid of his wife.
Tang Lingling quickly went over to comfort her.
Chen Guiru realized she had made a fool of herself in front of the younger generation, so she quickly wiped away her tears and took Tang Lingling's hand.
"Lingling, you are our family's lucky star!"
Since she married into the family, there has been a constant stream of happy events.
Indeed, the saying "a good woman brings good fortune to three generations" wasn't said overnight.
"From now on, even if I pass away one day, I can hold my head high when I meet my ancestors! You are the pride of our family!"
Tang Lingling felt a little embarrassed by her mother-in-law's genuine emotions.
It took quite a while.
Only then did I understand why Chen Guiru was so emotional.
Tang Lingling was both amused and exasperated.
“Mother, Tiezhu and I are still looking forward to giving you a good life with us in the future, so we can’t say such discouraging things.”
Chen Guiru's eyes shone with joy; she liked Lingling no matter how she looked at her.
“Lingling is right, today is truly a joyous day for our family. You wait here, I’ll go and kill that old hen to celebrate with Lingling.”
As she walked towards the chicken coop, she muttered to herself, "No, I still have to go to the supply and marketing cooperative tomorrow and buy two more pounds of sugar. I want to show those old women in the village that I, Chen Guiru, never boast! That my daughter-in-law is so capable! Who else can be as proud as me..."
The three men left behind looked at each other in bewilderment.
Feng Tiezhu looked even more depressed, as his mother could only see her dear daughter-in-law at this moment.
He had been working himself to the bone for over a month, but in the end, it all came down to his wife's good fortune.
Although, this is true.
…
When Yan Xiao learned that he had passed the exam, he was working hard in the fields, sweating profusely.
"That Yan kid is really something! He's never been to school and he still passed the exam! You guys think it's so easy, maybe I should try it next time!"
"Come on! Didn't you see those educated youth in the educated youth camp? They all had high school diplomas, and only two of them passed the exam. I think ability alone isn't enough; you still have to rely on luck!"
Immediately after speaking, the man glanced somewhat cryptically in Yan Xiao's direction.
Yan Xiao had excellent hearing; even though the two people were half a meter away from him, he still heard them.
However, this was within his expectations. Passing the exam was nothing special; what he wanted was to be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with his wife.
Just as he was thinking this, someone ran over and shouted at Yan Xiao:
"Xiao Yan's family, you should go back and check. There are several cars parked in front of your house. I wonder what they're for?"
Startled, Yan Xiao threw down the hoe and hurried home.
Qingqing was home alone. The last car parked in front of the house belonged to that Mr. Gu.
Is that guy surnamed Gu still not giving up? Is he going to forcibly take his wife away?
The more he thought about it, the more flustered he became.
When he arrived home at top speed, he saw his wife surrounded by several men in Zhongshan suits.
Weak and pitiful.
His expression hardened, and he quickly went over to pull the little girl out and protect her behind him.
Looking at those men, his voice froze into ice:
"Who are you! What are you going to do to my wife!"
Suddenly, a fierce-looking man darted out, startling the people opposite him.
One of the men, who had a refined appearance, became agitated upon hearing his words:
"Don't worry, we're not bad people. You're Comrade Wen's wife, right? You're Yan Xiao?"
Yan Xiao didn't understand the reason for his sudden agitation, but still nodded warily.
Who are you?
"Let me introduce myself first. I am Sun Guohua from the Admissions Office of Peking University."
Yan Xiao looked surprised, but his vigilance did not dissipate.
He could never have imagined the purpose of these people.
Sun Guohua said sincerely, "You two comrades have truly outstanding achievements. Since its founding, our university has always upheld the spirit of cherishing talent, nurturing many leading figures in various fields. I wonder if there is an opportunity to invite you both to study at our Peking University..."
Before the refined-looking man could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a middle-aged man wearing glasses.
"Let me tell you something, Lao Sun. I don't like hearing you say that! Your Peking University cherishes talent, but is our Tsinghua University lacking? We also need talent like that!"
"Comrade Yan, Comrade Xiao Wen, come to Tsinghua University, and we will do our utmost to meet your needs!"
"By the way, let me introduce myself. I am Zhang Jianjun, the director of the Tsinghua University Admissions Office."
Sun Guohua glanced sideways at the troublemaker, then looked at the incredibly beautiful girl being protected behind Yan Xiao.
It felt familiar, but I couldn't immediately place the face as someone else's.