Doting in the '70s: The Stolen Wife is Incredibly Sweet

[Sweet Romance, Historical] Lu Zheng was abandoned by his family and had no choice but to go to the countryside. On his first day there, a little "dumpling" rolled into his arms, and also r...

Chapter 162: Song Yuan, the Inferior (1/2)

"Lu Zheng, you bastard!"

Lu Zheng ignored Chen Rou and placed his hand gently on Xiao Ru's belly.

Soft and fleshy.

The feel is simply too good.

These are his benefits, why should he let others touch them?

He touched it several times, satisfied himself enough, and then let go.

Old Mrs. Song opposite started muttering again.

When she came to the city earlier, she knew that the little fool was pregnant.

But his son has no plans to get married so far.

My son's career was already inferior to others, and now his family life is inferior to others.

The old lady felt that she was too embarrassed to face people when she went out.

The old lady took a bag of brown sugar, turned around and went out to ask the neighbors to see if there was a reliable matchmaker.

Song Yuan didn't know this and thought his relative was out for a walk, so he was quite happy.

After all, only when your body can keep up can you go out for a walk!

Song Yuan didn't expect that when he returned home the next day, his father would give him a critical hit.

"Don't you have to work this weekend?"

He thought that his dear, who had just started the cold war yesterday, would ignore him, but he didn't expect that he would take the initiative to talk to him the next day.

Song Yuan was a little surprised, but nodded.

"Now that you've let it go, it's time to go out for a walk. Mrs. Zhang from my courtyard has found a blind date for you. Let's make an appointment this weekend!"

Song Yuan, who had just felt a little relieved, felt his heart sink and his face darken.

"Mom, I told you, now is not the time to get married!"

Old Mrs. Song put her chopsticks on the table and sat up straight from her slightly bent back.

"Song Yuan, I'm old and in poor health. I don't know how long I can live, so I just want to see you get married and have children before I die!"

Song Yuan smiled sarcastically.

"Other people's daughters are also born by their parents and raised by their parents. What conditions do I have now? How can I have the face to let other people's daughters suffer with me?"

"I only make a little over 30 yuan a month, and if we save a little on food and drink, it's enough. Although there is still some left, your health is not good, and I have to take you to the hospital from time to time. I also have to bear the Xiao family's foreign debt!"

"If you ask me to get married under these circumstances, what can I do? Can I afford the bride price?"

Old Mrs. Song stopped talking.

The conditions are indeed not very good, but we cannot let this delay the important events in our life.

"Song Yuan, Mom is doing this for your own good. It's best for you to go on a blind date and get married at your current age. When you get older, it won't be your turn to choose!"

"You're pretty, and now you have a career. As long as you talk nicely to the girl, it doesn't matter if the gift is a little less... If only I could find someone with a career like you..."

"So you are still counting on me to find another sucker to support us, right?" Song Yuan's forehead veins were throbbing.

"Do you think all the women on this boat are idiots? They didn't know this was a fire pit, and they still jumped in here?"

"Do you really think your son is a heartless beast who lives by cheating women out of their money?"

"Mom, nowadays people value freedom of marriage. I don't want to get married, and no one can force me. But don't worry, I will definitely not ignore you!"

Song Yuan remained silent. At least he would not get married until Old Lady Song got better or died.

He still has an obsession in his heart, but he will have to let it go in the future, life is so long.

What happens after letting go?

Song Yuan didn't dare to think about Xia Dong anymore.