In June, the Central Plains are a sea of ​​golden waves as far as the eye can see, thanks to the ripening wheat.

The flat and fertile land is both a blessing and a curse for the locals, allowing them to grow crops and make a living. They have no other avenues for development and are confined to farming, which has trapped the people of this land in this place.

At this moment, the sun is shining brightly, the air is filled with heat, and people are busy harvesting wheat.

Gao Ruoyun and several neighbors, taking a break, glanced at the family next door. The middle-aged man and woman were working, while the daughter-in-law rested and even ate watermelon. They couldn't help but say with disdain:

"Tsk tsk tsk, look at that build, he can't even do farm work. I don't know what's wrong with young people these days."

"That's right, back when we were young, planting crops was a piece of cake, and even feeding chickens and pigs was a breeze."

“Times have changed,” Gao Ruoyun said. “We can’t use our experiences from back then to talk about young people.”

"Hey, have you heard?" Suddenly, a neighbor craned his neck and spoke in a low voice, saying before being asked, "I heard... Old Li's grandson doesn't look like Old Li, he looks more like Old Wang next door. There's been a commotion at Old Li's house these past few days."

Upon hearing this, the others' eyes lit up: "I also think it doesn't seem like it. I've wanted to say it for a while, but I didn't want to set a bad example."

"Could it be...?"

"That makes sense, that makes sense..."

That's how rural women are; when they have nothing to do, they gather together to discuss everyday matters, the gossip of other people's families, and they get really excited. Gao Ruoyun is no exception; she's quite the gossip herself, and she chimes in with her opinion: "I don't know what's wrong with these days, the atmosphere is getting worse and worse, unlike when we were young. I think it's unlikely they're together, but... I'll keep my opinion to myself..."

Although he hadn't finished speaking, the group already understood.

The group exchanged glances, their unspoken understanding unspoken.

Suddenly spotting the person in question, the group quickly stopped talking, greeted them with smiles, and acted like good neighbors. Once the person left, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's not talk about this anymore," Gao Ruoyun changed the subject. "By the way, how did your Yangyang do on his high school entrance exam?"

Upon hearing this, a middle-aged woman next to her sighed, looking somewhat sad: "Sigh, don't even mention it. My grades are terrible, I can't even get into high school. I've been worried about this a lot lately."

He paused for a moment, then asked in return, "How were Rou Rou's middle school entrance exam results? They must have been excellent. Your family is blessed with outstanding academic achievements. Your eldest daughter got into a top university, and your younger daughter is also among the top students. You can just wait to enjoy a life of leisure for the rest of your days."

Gao Ruoyun was the envy of the village; her daughters' grades had never caused her any worry.

"I don't know, the exam is in a few days." Gao Ruoyun shrugged. "I don't know if I can do well. It's Shanghai, after all. I've heard that the students there are very talented."

Gao Ruoyun frowned.

I'm worried about my little girl.

That's Shanghai, you know. Local students study hard from a young age, with all sorts of extracurricular tutoring activities, so the competition is fierce. Meanwhile, my little girl is usually lazy and undisciplined in her studies.

"Don't worry, don't worry." A neighbor patted her on the shoulder. "As long as you perform normally, getting into a good high school is no problem. Besides, your son-in-law is so capable. He's the big boss of a company and manages a lot of employees, more than the people in our village. He can just say a word and Rou Rou can get into a top high school. You can put your mind at ease."

“He’s not my son-in-law yet,” Gao Ruoyun corrected. “He’s just dating my Yue’er.”

"That's different, it's just a matter of time."

"That's right, that's right, you two can just wait to enjoy your retirement now."

"I'm so envious. If my son-in-law were even half as good as your Chu Fang, I'd be burning incense in gratitude."

"No, not even half, not even a tenth. Does your son-in-law have even a tenth of Chu Fang's assets?"

“... ..."

Several middle-aged women were gossiping about everyday matters and complaining.

Zhong Ping leaned against a tree, chatting with a group of girls, telling all sorts of jokes that made them cover their mouths and laugh.

The humor of a middle-aged man is fully embodied in him.

He pretended to spit twice into his palm, combing his increasingly thinning hair with a carefree and smug air.

handsome!

"Uncle Zhong, we're going to see a movie, are you coming?"

Upon hearing this, Zhong Ping nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay..."

"Where are you going?" Just then, Gao Ruoyun's voice reached his ears, calm and undisturbed.

Zhong Ping felt a cold sweat break out on his back. He declined the invitations from several girls, who then laughed and covered their mouths as they left. In that instant, he felt an emptiness in his heart, as if a piece of him was missing.

"Did I interrupt your good time?" Gao Ruoyun asked unhurriedly.

"No!" Zhong Ping said honestly. "Absolutely not, my wife, you have to believe me. I'm devoted to you, without a single second thought. My love for you is like a mighty river, flowing endlessly. Our love is as clear as the sun and moon, eternal to the ends of the earth..."

In his youth, Zhong Ping was a playboy who frequented brothels, always spouting sweet words and possessing a charming appearance, making him popular with many young women. It wasn't until he met Gao Ruoyun that he transformed from a playboy into the devoted husband he is today.

But for a man, the best time to be well-behaved in his life is when he's plastered on the wall. Even now, Zhong Ping still likes to tease those young girls and make them happy.

Of course, he had no wicked thoughts; he was simply admiring her beautiful face, nothing more.

A series of sweet words immediately cheered Gao Ruoyun up, and a faint smile appeared on her lips. After being happy for a while, she said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. I want to discuss something with you."

"What are we discussing?" Zhong Ping asked, scrolling through short videos.

"Our Rou Rou is about to take the high school entrance exam and is facing a crucial life choice. As her parents, we shouldn't be absent. I'd like to go see my little girl. What do you think?"

This idea had been on her mind for a long time.

Zhong Rou was, after all, her little daughter, a piece of her own flesh and blood. She was deeply worried about Zhong Rou's situation. Moreover, Zhong Rou had been away from her for several months, and she hadn't seen her little daughter for a long time. She missed her very much.

“Okay,” Zhong Ping said.

"I'm discussing this with you."

“My answer is yes.” Zhong Ping put down his phone and said softly, “Why don’t you go see my little darling? The high school entrance exam is a big deal, and... you can also spend more time with Xiao Chu, get to know him, and see how things are going between the two of them. They’re not in a hurry, but we parents can’t be.

Although Chu Fang had met the two elders, he was busy dealing with Zhong Rou's affairs at the time and did not stay for long. Even though they chatted occasionally, it was online rather than in real life, and the feeling of being detached from reality was still somewhat disconnected.

Furthermore, the parents of the Zhong and Chu families were chatting enthusiastically and had already become like brothers, while their children were still not making any moves. They were like eunuchs who were more anxious than the emperor, and they wanted to know what the two children were thinking.

These are questions that can only be answered through face-to-face conversations.

Going to the demon capital is a great choice.

Gao Ruoyun thought for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, I'll go to Shanghai, are you coming?"

"No, I'm too lazy to move."

"It's okay if you don't go."

The round-trip train tickets cost a lot, which is a major expense for a family, and the expenses are even greater when they arrive in Shanghai.

If it weren't for missing her little daughter so much, Gao Ruoyun wouldn't have wanted to go.

"By the way, before you go down there, call Xiao Chu and your daughter."

"I know."

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