Chapter 308: Years of Waiting, Remarriage

As soon as Lu Xingchen returns home, Jiang Zhizhi will welcome him home.

"Son, your dad is back."

Every time Lu Xingchen heard these words, he felt energized all over his body, and suddenly he felt that he wouldn't feel tired even if he did more work.

This morning, the clothes at home were washed clean and hung in the small yard. At this time, Lu Xingchen put the clothes into the house first.

Then go to the kitchen to cook dinner for tonight.

He has been learning from Jiang Zhizhi for such a long time, and it goes without saying that he has become quite skilled at it.

Jiang Zhizhi now likes to eat the food made by Lu Xingchen very much. While eating, she smiles unconsciously. The food is clean, brilliant, sweet and seductive.

Lu Xingchen couldn't help but soften his heart and laughed and scolded: "You are useless!"

"I'll be better to you."

The young couple finished their delicious meal. Lu Xingchen took Jiang Zhizhi for a walk, and the couple talked and laughed.

"It's not easy for a woman to give birth. I hope to accompany you from pregnancy to delivery. I also don't feel comfortable leaving you alone at home."

He had heard many stories about women going through the gates of hell when giving birth, but Zhizhi was actually pregnant, and he just wanted to have this baby.

One little lady is enough.

No matter how much more it was, he couldn't bear to let Jiang Zhizhi take it.

Lu Xingchen reached out and grasped Jiang Zhizhi's hand, tightening it, and whispered, "If I could hold it, I would take this punishment for you."

Jiang Zhizhi couldn't help laughing and was touched by Lu Xingchen's cuteness.

"Is it stupid?"

the other side.

Xueli stayed at Zhuang Xiang's house for several days. She saw that Zhuang Xiang wrote a letter personally to his son Zhuang Xinyi.

After returning from Qiaozi Village, Zhuang Xiang did not intend to hide the truth from his son. After all, his son had grown up, and he had the right to know whether his biological father was alive or dead more than anyone else.

Zhuang Xiang had no intention of interfering in his son's choice.

Zhuang Si sighed quietly. If there had been no war back then, their Zhuang family would never have suffered such a tragic end.

Before the accident, although the Zhuang family was not a wealthy family, they were a small family and lived a good life, otherwise the embroidery work of the two sisters Zhuang Si and Zhuang Xiang would not be so good.

However, man proposes, God disposes. When the war came, the place where the Zhuang family lived was swept by the enemy. The people in the village were evacuated urgently, and the three people of the Zhuang family, father and daughter, left their hometown.

After settling down in a strange place, Xiangxiang met Ma Chenggong in an accident. Later, Ma Chenggong helped Xiangxiang again and again, and that's how they got in touch with each other.

What a bad marriage! Zhuang Si hated Ma Chenggong very much!

Yang Wanpeng went back to Yang Village two days ago. The fields at home could not be left alone, so he had to go back to take care of them.

Zhuang Si was worried about Zhuang Xiang, so he decided to stay and accompany his sister.

After receiving the letter, Zhuang Xinyi thought something big had happened at home. But when he opened the letter, he found that it was indeed an outrageous event.

He asked his teacher for a day off and went home to see his mother.

That day, Zhuang Xinyi came back, and Zhuang Xiang looked at her son with eyes full of worry and heartache.

Zhuang Xinyi suddenly felt relieved and said with a smile, "My biological father died 21 years ago."

"Mom, nothing will change."

Zhuang Xinyi was indeed shocked at first. Who could have imagined that his father, who had been dead for so many years, had gone into hiding and even had a new partner.

As a son, how could he allow such a man to so cruelly hurt and trample on his mother's sincerity?

He will never recognize his biological father, never in his entire life.

He, Zhuang Xinyi, could not forgive Ma Chenggong.

What's more, his surname is Zhuang now, and he is the son of the Zhuang family!

Zhuang Xinyi couldn't help but think of Wen Dashun, who is almost 45 years old this year. This man played the role of a father in Zhuang Xinyi's childhood.

When Zhuang Xinyi was eight years old, Wen Dashun confessed to Zhuang Xinyi. He said in a hoarse voice: "I treat you well because of your mother."

Later, when Zhuang Xinyi was fifteen years old, Wen Dashun got drunk and passed out. He blurted out the words that had been buried in his heart for many years: "All these years, I raised you as my son, hoping that when you grow up, you will be more filial to your mother."

No matter how hard Zhuang Xinyi was, he was warmed by Wen Dashun's silent kindness.

When he couldn't sleep at night, he would think that no matter what choice his mother made, as a son, he just wanted her to live a happy life in the second half of her life.

Especially the eldest aunt, she was worried about the mother's future. Zhuang Xinyi could see that the eldest aunt was worried that after he got married, she would forget the difficulties the mother had gone through over the years and would only care about her own family and ignore the mother.

My aunt married far away and could only come back twice a year. Sometimes when she wanted to help my sister, she could only write letters or send packages.

While his mother was picking vegetables in the vegetable garden, Zhuang Xinyi went to chat with his aunt Zhuang Si for a while and also called Xueli.

"I don't object to what happened between Uncle Dashun and my mother, but the premise is that Uncle Dashun is sincere to my mother. My mother can't stand being betrayed a second time. This time, I, her son, will personally check it out."

Zhuang Si's eyes widened and he asked angrily, "Why are you talking about this all of a sudden? Is there someone out there gossiping about you?"

"Which bastard is spreading salt in his cotton pants? Is he so idle that his balls hurt? Let me see if I dare to come and take care of him!"

Xueli understood that Aunt Xiang had always been questioned by others. Anyone would feel a huge pressure in their heart and would not feel good at all.

But today, Brother Xinyi took the initiative to speak up and make plans for Aunt Xiang's second half of her life.

Zhuang Xinyi shook his head. "That's what I wanted to say. Aunt, do you think Wen Dashun is a good person?"

Zhuang Si was shocked. After thinking for a while, he said, "I don't know much about Wen Dashun. After all, I'm not here, so I can't see or hear many things. Besides, Wen Dashun and I don't have much contact."

"I came back a few years ago and saw him chopping firewood for your mother."

"Where's Sydney?"

Xueli blinked her eyes, with a warm smile in her eyes: "Brother Xinyi used to be an apprentice in a textile factory in the county town. It was winter and it snowed heavily."

"Uncle Dashun came to sweep the snow from Aunt Xiang's house before dawn and checked the roof. He probably feared that the house would collapse under the weight of the snow."

Xue Li did not mention why she saw it before dawn. It was just because she was working non-stop at Ming's house. She had to get up before dawn to cook breakfast and do all kinds of chores around the house.

Life was very difficult at that time, and it seemed like there was no end in sight. Only Zhuang Xiang, on such a cold day, would call her over to eat some hot corn porridge, and would feel sorry for her red and swollen hands.

Zhuang Si felt distressed and rubbed Xueli's head with his hand. "Now Xueli has finally gotten her due. The Ming family is really not a good family. It just so happens that evil deeds have been punished. The whole family has been punished."

Zhuang Si couldn't help but love Xue Li a little more.

Xueli always said that it was Xiangxiang who helped her when she was in trouble, but for Xiangxiang, it was Xueli who helped her again.

Xueli smiled brightly, "Zhizhi said that it's all in the past. I still have a long life ahead of me. I'm still young and shouldn't live in the past."

Zhuang Si became more and more curious about what kind of good girl Zhizhi was that Xueli mentioned. If she had the chance in the future, she really wanted to meet her.

Zhuang Si seriously asked Zhuang Xinyi, and then nodded and agreed to talk to Zhuang Xiang.

Zhuang Xinyi came back at noon today and managed to grab a big pig's trotter. Zhuang Xiang took out soybeans from the cupboard and planned to make a dish of braised pig's trotters with soybeans. Zhuang Xinyi loves this dish.

Zhuang Xiang cooked personally, and Xueli and Zhuang Xinyi's bowls were piled high with food.

After the family finished their meal, Zhuang Si took Zhuang Xiang aside to chat about some personal matters.

"We live our own lives, and we can't just accept what outsiders say."

"Sister, I'm married far away, and we can only see each other once or twice a year. You have someone here to take care of you, so I don't have to worry so much, fearing that someone will bully you when Xinyi is not at home."

Zhuang Si smiled gently, still like before, liking to hold Zhuang Xiang's hand, and continued: "Xinyi is grown up now. In another year or two, it will be time for him to get married and have children."

"You, enjoy yourself then. Now that life is getting better, you should think about yourself."

"Wen Dashun, he hasn't remarried at this age. Even Xueli can see that the man has you in his heart. He has been with you for so many years. Don't you feel a little touched or in love with him?"

"Xinyi is not your lifelong responsibility. I think you should think about it again for your own happiness. Xinyi agrees to this."

Zhuang Si went out after saying this, leaving her alone to think it over.

Zhuang Xiang was stunned on the kang. From what her sister said, she wanted her to live with Wen Dashun. Zhuang Xiang was silent for a while.

She is already forty years old, how can she just remarry?

Over the years, she could see that Wen Dashun was a very good and capable person, and he could definitely find someone better and younger.

However, Zhuang Xiang had some inner conversation with Zhuang Xinyi. As a mother, she knew her son's character best.

She clearly felt that her son really had no objection to this matter.

Zhuang Si watched the mother and son walk out, and the smile on his face deepened.

The next day, Wen Dashun caught a pheasant and brought two pieces of bacon and some mushrooms to the door.