Zhao Qinglan was reborn, returning to the 1970s.
Her body was still healthy and young, and her biological daughter had not yet been lost.
In her previous life, she toiled like an ox for...
"What's wrong?" Zhao Qinglan walked over.
“My mother-in-law came to see the child yesterday and told me something. She said she wanted to introduce a partner to my uncle.” She lowered her voice.
Zhao Qinglan was very shocked.
Why did your mother-in-law suddenly bring this up?
“I don’t know either,” Zhao Qingju said with a wry smile. “Whether my uncle wants to find a partner or not is not something we younger generation can interfere with, but my mother-in-law says she means well, and I can’t argue with her.”
"Actually, it's simple. Just tell your uncle directly. If he really wants to find a partner, then he can meet the people your mother-in-law introduces. If not, just tell your mother-in-law that your uncle doesn't have that idea. Your uncle is a grown man, how can he be forced?"
“That’s true. I’ll just tell my uncle directly then.” Zhao Qingju nodded.
"Don't worry, your uncle won't blame you."
After watching the little guy for a while, they all went outside.
Zhao Qingju gave each of the eldest children a red envelope, and Zhao Qinglan naturally gave one to the little one as well, but the child was too young and his younger sister had to accept it on his behalf.
Because she has many children, Zhao Qinglan made the red envelope for the little one extra thick.
The sisters didn't stand on ceremony, and Zhao Qingju accepted the gift.
Thinking that the little one was sleeping inside, they spoke very softly outside.
Upon seeing her sister, Zhao Qingju happily told her about the current situation of her shop.
Since her shop opened, business has been good, and her monthly income is quite considerable. She is now the main breadwinner for her family.
Because her parents-in-law always helped out at the shop, Zhao Qingju couldn't pay them a salary. So she would give them some money every month, calling it filial piety.
Because of this, her in-laws treated her even better.
Wei Yaohui had always treated his wife well, and because of her actions, he was even more grateful that he had married such a good wife. He became more attentive to everything at home, such as taking care of the children and doing this and that without complaint.
Hearing that her younger sister was doing well, Zhao Qinglan was naturally happy too.
Because the child is still young, Zhao Qingju talked about the child a lot, and Zhao Qinglan also shared a lot of her experience in raising children with her younger sister.
Some of her experiences came from helping Wang Xiaofei raise his children in her previous life, and many of them were very scientific, something Zhao Qingju had never heard of before.
Trusting her sister, she wrote everything down.
After talking outside for a while, they heard crying coming from inside the house, and Wei Yaohui was the first to run in.
"You peed, I'll change it for you, you can continue talking," he shouted.
Zhao Qingju sat down, but still said to the room, "Come out after you've changed him."
"Why."
Hearing that the little one was awake, Xiao Duo got excited and ran in to watch, not even minding changing his diaper.
After changing the diaper and bringing the baby out, the little guy became the center of attention again, and everyone wanted to play with him.
When Zhao Qingju took the baby inside to breastfeed, Erwa suddenly asked, "Mom, does breast milk taste good?"
Zhao Qinglan was speechless. "This, you ate it when you were little too, I don't know either." When we were breastfeeding, we were just little kids, who could remember whether breast milk tasted good or not?
"I wonder if it tastes good." He was very curious.
Both Da Wa and Xiao Duo wanted to pretend they didn't know their younger brother.
When Zhao Qingju came out, she knew her nephew was curious about the taste of breast milk, so she said, "How about your aunt squeezes some into the bowl so you can taste it?"
"No, you mustn't pay any attention to him," Zhao Qingju quickly stopped her.
The family ate at Zhao Qingju's house before leaving. Even after they left, Erwa kept asking if the breast milk was good.
When they got home, they took a taxi directly.
When she got home, Ding Yu told her that someone had come looking for her, and Zhao Qinglan was curious about who it was.
Thinking that their family would definitely be back that evening, Aunt Qi came to knock on the door after dinner.
This time, it was Erwa who opened the door. "Who are you looking for?" Erwa asked.
"Young man, is the owner of this house here?" Because she wasn't sure of Erwa's identity, this was the only question she could ask.
"Oh, you're looking for my mom? Come in." Since Aunt Qi looked like a middle-aged woman and didn't seem dangerous, Erwa let her in.
Hearing the way Erwa was addressed, Aunt Qi began to scrutinize him carefully. Could this be the young man? He seemed a bit young.
As they walked into the house, Aunt Qi asked, "Child, how old are you?"
"Me? I'm fourteen." Actually, he hadn't even turned fourteen yet.
Upon hearing that it was only fourteen, Aunt Qi muttered to herself, "That's too young, it shouldn't be this one."
"Mom, someone's looking for you," Erwa called out as he entered the house.
Zhao Qinglan was reading a book when she heard this and came out.
Upon seeing Zhao Qinglan, Aunt Qi was startled again. How could such a young mother have a son who was about the same age as Niu Xiangyun? Could it be that the Niu family had made a mistake? Wouldn't she make a fool of herself if she opened her mouth later?
"And you are?" Zhao Qinglan asked, looking at Aunt Qi.
"Hey, everyone in the neighborhood calls me Aunt Qi. How many children do you have?" Let's ask first, or we'll really make a fool of ourselves.
Finding Aunt Qi's question strange, Zhao Qinglan replied, "Four? What's wrong?"
"How old is your child? Is it a boy or a girl?"
Now Zhao Qinglan became wary, staring at the person in front of her with a vigilant expression. "Why are you asking these questions?"
Seeing that the other party was on guard, Aunt Qi had no choice but to say, "Well, never mind, I'll just tell you the truth. I often help people find a match and make connections. Some neighbors think your son is a good catch and want me to be their matchmaker."
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