Chapter 65 Becoming Godparents

After a few cold days, the weather has finally warmed up a bit.

Shen Xuewei hasn't gone out these past few days, and her grandparents at home have been keeping a close eye on her, making it inconvenient for her to write her novel.

So, I simply finished all the homework assigned by my teachers.

When Grandpa Chen and Grandma Xi returned from the market, they brought with them a new notebook they had bought for Shen Xuewei.

As he placed the notebooks he had bought on Shen Xuewei's small desk, he muttered in confusion, "Strange, why does Weiwei use so many more notebooks than her uncles and aunts?"

Shen Xuewei stood to the side, refilling the fountain pen with ink.

Upon hearing this, he paused, about to give the reason he had prepared.

Grandpa Chen followed closely behind, holding the report card he brought back from school, his eyes crinkling with laughter.

He said in a very pleasant tone, "How can those others be like Weiwei? Weiwei studies hard and does her homework diligently, so naturally she uses a lot of notebooks."

Shen Xuewei was hospitalized and took more than ten days off, but this did not affect her grades.

When the results came out, he was still ranked first in the entire school.

Grandpa Chen was overjoyed when he received Shen Xuewei's report card from her homeroom teacher and saw her grades and the teacher's comments.

His gaze toward Shen Xuewei was filled with obvious affection, and his tone became even gentler.

"Weiwei, Grandpa bought some pears at the market. He'll boil them into pear soup for you to drink later."

Shen Xuewei sat upright, looking very focused on doing her homework.

"Okay, thank you, Grandpa."

A pot of pear soup was simmering, and Grandpa Chen and Grandma Xi sat to the side with two pieces of paper in their hands, discussing something from time to time.

"After considering all the options, the birth date and time of the second son of the Zheng family is still the most suitable."

"Isn't my nephew's birth date and time quite suitable? The second son of the Zheng family has a good birth date and time, but my nephew's is not?"

"Look at you, what are you talking about? We're choosing these for Weiwei, shouldn't we pick the ones that are better and more suitable for her?"

"Your nephew's birth date and time are compatible, but he's not married and is still an old bachelor. Do you think it's compatible?"

“I’ve inquired about it. Zheng Jianjun has already separated from his brother and his family is simple. He works hard to earn money, and his wife is a good-natured woman. If Weiwei accepts him, things will definitely be better for her in the future.”

At Grandpa Chen's urging, Grandma Xi also considered it.

It seems that the Zheng family's family really is better.

"Okay, tomorrow. I'll go ask him and his wife tomorrow and see if they're willing."

Grandpa Chen instructed her, "Take a chicken and some candy and cookies you bought today. He has children at home. If you'd like, bring Weiwei over in a few days, and then we'll all be relatives."

"I know. Didn't I go to A-Yang's house to talk to him before? I have more experience than you."

The two carefully put away the two pieces of paper.

The pear water in the pot was ready. Grandma Xi added some sugar to the pot and then called Shen Xuewei to drink it.

Shen Xuewei drank about half a bowl and then refused to drink any more.

The remaining pear juice was shared and drunk by Grandma Xi, Grandpa Chen, and Grandma Chen.

Looking at Shen Xuewei, who was so thin that her chin was pointed, Grandma Xi patted her head and sighed.

Early the next morning, Grandma Xi left home with her things.

Shen Xuewei wanted to go with them, but was coaxed back into the house by Grandma Xi.

She leaned against the door, standing at the entrance, looking curiously in the direction where Grandma Xi had gone.

The weather is warmer than it was a few days ago, but the temperature is only around six or seven degrees Celsius.

At this time of year, her grandmother didn't like to go out much. She had just gone to the market yesterday. Where was her grandmother going this time?

This question, which I waited for several days to finally be answered, was finally answered.

The elderly couple searched the house thoroughly, preparing cigarettes, alcohol, candy, and biscuits, and even caught two chickens from the chicken coop.

Grandpa Chen tied the items to both ends of the carrying pole, and walked ahead carrying the pole, while Grandma Xi followed behind, holding her hand.

The three walked along the road for almost half an hour before finally reaching the entrance to a village.

Looking at this village that seemed somewhat familiar, Shen Xuewei was still trying hard to remember where she was.

From the side came Grandma Xi's voice, carefully giving instructions.

"Weiwei, your grandpa and I have found you a godfather. When we get to your godfather's house, you'll do whatever he and your godmother ask you to do, okay?"

Shen Xuewei finally realized that her maternal grandparents had brought her here today to pay respects to her godfather.

Judging from the looks of it, it seems to be the same godfather.

It seems that she also fell ill around this time in her previous life.

Even after recovering from the illness, I still have no interest in eating anything, and my appetite is getting smaller and smaller.

Seeing that she was getting thinner and thinner, her maternal grandparents took her birth date and time and other information they had gathered to a fortune teller to match their horoscopes.

She didn't know the specifics of how to calculate one's birth chart.

In short, the fortune teller said that her godfather's birth chart was auspicious for her, and her birth chart was also auspicious for her godfather, indicating that the two had a father-daughter relationship in a previous life.

After she recognizes a godfather, her health will gradually improve, and everything will go more smoothly for her in the future.

Shen Xuewei has never believed in these superstitious things, but her maternal grandparents do.

The three of them soon arrived at the village.

Grandma Xi had visited a few days ago and knew the way, so she quickly arrived at the Zheng family's house.

In this village, many people still live in mud-brick houses like the Chen family's, but the Zheng family has built a two-story red brick house, which looks particularly eye-catching.

The three stood in front of the door, and Grandma Xi called out in a loud voice, "Jianjun, Qiuying, are you home?"

"Hey, here, here!" A somewhat plump woman walked out of the house, followed by a man and a boy of about thirteen or fourteen.

Upon seeing the three people standing at the door, he quickly ushered them inside.

The woman was in her early thirties, with a dull wheat-colored complexion and noticeable fine lines on her forehead.

She loves to laugh, and her laughter is exceptionally radiant, as if she's wearing the sun on her body.

She welcomed the three inside, poured them a glass of water, and then, her gaze lingering on Shen Xuewei, smiled and said:

"Oh, this is the Weiwei you mentioned, Aunt Xi, right?"

Grandma Xi nodded, "Yes, this is my granddaughter Shen Xuewei, let's just call her Weiwei. Qiuying, Jianjun, I brought her here specifically to pay my respects to you."

Tao Qiuying gave Shen Xuewei a few extra glances and said with satisfaction, "Good, we understand. She seems like a good child. I only have one son, Zheng Feng, and I'm missing a daughter!"

"Jianjun, don't you think so?"

Zheng Jianjun, standing to the side, nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

"Well, if it's good for the child, then let's accept it. Xiao Feng, go prepare some tea and burn some incense."

He wasn't very tall, and his skin was a bit darker than Tao Qiuying's, but he had a handsome face and resolute features.

His character and appearance are acceptable.

When I was in my twenties, I was a well-known young man in the neighborhood.

The boy then walked towards the house next door. "Dad, I know, I'll get it in a bit."

Tao Qiuying and Zheng Jianjun changed into new clothes and came out, then lit two incense sticks and placed them on either side of the Buddha statue.

Everything was ready, and the boy handed the lit incense to Shen Xuewei.

Grandma Xi gave her a gentle push, and Shen Xuewei slid off the chair.