Transmigrated into a Pretty Wife in the 70s

Triple-threat superstar An Zhixia, while wearing stilettos and having fun at her best friend's supermarket, fell and transmigrated into a bullied female supporting character – a young educate...

Chapter 525 Why is he here? (Seventh update)

Chapter 525 Why is he here? (Seventh update)

It’s hard to say anything else about the countryside, except that it’s huge.

The round wooden table in the main hall of the Wei family can accommodate more than 20 people. It was built by Uncle Wei, who is a carpenter. He also installed a turntable on the round table, imitating the style of the people in the city.

The table was filled with various dishes, and in front of each person was a clean, festive, and brand new porcelain bowl and chicken wing wooden chopsticks. These were the requirements set out by Old Man Wei.

He paid for it out of his own pocket, saying that he was doing it to save face for his youngest daughter and also to get good intentions.

After dinner, Zhong Kangle smiled and called his father and Wei Linjing out. They went to the opposite side of the Di family and smiled and whispered, "Mom, I applied to the uncles and aunts of the program team, and they agreed that you and Brother Liangzi would meet on TV."

Wei Linjing nodded happily, and seeing the confused look on the man's face, she smiled and told him what happened in a very brief manner.

Zhong Changcun looked at the mother and daughter in disbelief, then turned his head to look at the four comrades who were said to be staff members, and said helplessly and awkwardly: "Jing'er, this joke is not funny at all..."

“Hasn’t the village loudspeaker used to promote this many times before?

I didn’t expect Ryoko to be chosen either,” she chuckled.

"Then, then doesn't that mean that the entire nation can see me now..."

Wei Linjing nodded affirmatively, "Yes, except for the delayed broadcast in the city where the young guest is located, all other places are broadcasting live. Therefore, your unrestrained appearance has been widely publicized."

Zhong Changcun covered his face in embarrassment, trying to recall whether he had said or done anything inappropriate. It seemed that his mind was filled with the thought of getting a wife.

He looked at his son and said, "Son, is your father too..."

Zhong Kangle shrugged his shoulders, sighed and said, "I told you not to be too anxious, and wait until my brother Liangzi comes back.

You just won't listen, you just can't control yourself, and you keep talking about your glorious history from more than ten years ago. I, son, can't stop you!

In order to impress me and get me to agree as soon as possible, you spoke with great emotion at the beginning. "

Zhong Changcun howled and looked at the mother and daughter who were laughing happily. "You guys have screwed me over. Don't laugh. I'm being watched. One of you is my wife and the other is my own son. How good can it be?"

The three of them laughed and joked for a while, and when they entered the house, they saw Di Guoliang sitting upright.

He was wearing a newly made Zhongshan suit, his hair had just been cut, and his face was very serious, without any of his former simplicity and naivety. At first glance, he looked almost like his father.

However, as soon as his eyes met Wei Linjing, his expression broke, and he grinned and howled loudly: "Happy New Year, mother! Your son wishes you good health, good luck, and all your wishes come true!"

Wei Linjing sighed several times and her eyes were wet.

"Mother also wishes my Liangzi to be happy every day. If your academic performance improves in the new year, I will wake up with a smile in my dreams!"

Di Guoliang smiled awkwardly and scratched his head, "I, I'll try my best."

In the past, I did a lot of stupid things in order to become the head of the household earlier and share the burden with my mother.

This was the first time that the mother and son had been separated for such a long time in more than ten years. Wei Linjing couldn't help asking, "Liangzi, are you used to living there? Are you eating well and wearing warm clothes?

I see you've lost weight, are you okay?"

"Mom," Di Guoliang stretched out his arms helplessly and said, "My son is not very smart, but he is not stupid either. Look at the clothes I am wearing, they are newly made, and the cotton-padded jacket inside is also very warm.

And how can I be thin? I eat a full meal every day. "

After saying that, he looked at the man next to his mother. The two looked at each other, neither of them giving in. After a long time, they smiled and nodded to greet each other.

Zhong Changcun introduced himself first and said, "Liangzi, my name is Zhong Changcun, and I am Zhong Kangle's father.

My family lives in the neighboring Xiaoshi Village, and they just built a new yard along the provincial road two years ago.

Your mother and I are old acquaintances. Originally, our two families were going to get engaged, but for some reasons I married Kang Le's mother, and your mother married your father.

After so many years, we met again in this way.

I don't want to miss your mother again, so now I sincerely ask you to agree to our marriage.

I promise to be good to you and your mother for the rest of my life, and please supervise me at all times!"

His tone was sincere and serious.

Di Guoliang looked at his mother and saw a smile on her lips, which was different from any smile he remembered.

Wei Linjing also smiled and said openly: "Your uncle Zhong has left all his money with me. Mother holds the financial power of his family, he dare not treat me badly."

"Since mother is willing, then I am willing too," Di Guoliang said, smiling and nodding, "but you have to wait for me to come back!"

"Of course," Wei Linjing responded.

Zhong Kangle was very satisfied with the current situation. His eyes shifted from the two elders beside him and the little brother on TV, and he smiled from time to time.

He didn't expect that after spending four years in Shanghai, he could live such a happy and satisfying life now.

Zhong Kangle attributed all of this to God's gift, and urged himself to study hard, give back to society when he grows up, and pass on this kindness and gratitude.

By the time the two-month deadline was almost up, he had completely digested the knowledge from the first semester of the fifth grade, and went to school to take a test, getting full marks in math and a good score of 98 in Chinese!

Both his family and he felt that learning should not be rushed.

Although Zhong Kangle has caught up with the progress, he has not spent much time in school. There is a big gap between junior high school and elementary school, so it is better for him to start from the fifth grade.

It doesn’t matter if I’m one year older. I’m much luckier than the millions of educated youth who were delayed by that movement.

When they went to Kyoto, Zhong Changcun also went with them, and brought with him a letter of introduction for Zhong Kangle to register his household registration.

Because they had a house in Kyoto, at his persuasion, the two elderly people of the Wei family also came to Kyoto to see the world and look at the photos of Comrade Mao.

Coincidentally, Zhong Meixin's parents wanted to get more screen time on the show, so they also came to Kyoto with their daughter, son-in-law, and several grandchildren.

Everyone arrived on time, got themselves ready, and gathered early in the morning at the venue specially opened by Tomorrow Culture Company for "Fake Dad and Fake Mom".

When Zhong Meixin saw the man hugging Wei Linjing coming from the gate, her pupils constricted and her face looked very ugly.

Old Mrs. Zhong and Old Mr. Zhong had seen Zhong Changcun before, and since Zhong Kangle looked very much like their father, they recognized their former son-in-law at a glance.

"Meixin, what's going on? Why is he here?" Old Mrs. Zhong pulled her daughter aside and asked in a low voice, glancing at her current son-in-law, fearing that he would notice something wrong.

"I, how should I know?" Zhong Meixuan's hands and feet were cold, and she always felt that something was beyond her control.

(End of this chapter)