Zhang Jizhou pondered for a moment, then asked her in return, "If you find another man, can he guarantee that this situation won't happen again?"
Fang Yan: ...
That jerk reacted quickly; his question really stumped her.
While she was pondering, she heard Zhang Jizhou say, "I can't control what other people want to do, and she has nothing to do with me. I don't need to care about someone who is irrelevant to me."
If you don't like or disdain doing anything competitive, then don't do it.
He learned it quite quickly, and immediately mastered and applied the term "female competition."
"So what do you suggest we do about something like what happened today?" Fang Yan asked him.
“I’ll handle it,” Zhang Jizhou replied decisively.
Fang Yan was quite satisfied with his attitude. Regardless of whether he could handle things well, at least when it was time for him to express his stance, he was able to clearly and correctly state his position.
This left Fang Yan with no fault to find.
Zhang Jizhou straightened his back slightly, subtly puffed out his chest, and looked directly at Fang Yan. "Now, do you think I still have any problems?"
Fang Yan: ? ? ?
You have far too many questions.
Just as he was about to speak, Gao Dashu's voice came from outside, "Third brother, third brother, are you inside?"
Fang Yan raised an eyebrow and gave a mocking laugh. "Well, here's the problem."
Your biological father and stepmother's side is a big problem.
Upon hearing Gao Dashu's voice, Zhang Jizhou's face suddenly darkened, looking quite unpleasant.
“They were truly worse than animals before. I will remember this debt for the rest of my life and will never be able to forgive them.”
Before our affairs are settled, if you want to be filial to them, I won't stop you; however, don't try to force me to be filial to them.
Fang Yan decisively expressed her attitude towards Zhang Laowu and Huang Hongmei's family.
"It's late at night, don't let him make a racket like he's calling for souls, disturbing the neighbors' peace. Go out and check on him."
After saying that, Fang Yan, disregarding whether Zhang Jizhou had any objections to what she had said, spoke again.
I couldn't even enjoy a meal in peace.
Zhang Jizhou frowned slightly and stood up. "I'll go out and take a look first."
She walked out with long legs.
"Mommy, Uncle is here, shall we hide our things?" Little Fish hugged his little bowl tightly and asked Fang Yan nervously.
During the little guy's time at the Zhang family's house, there was hardly anything to eat. Occasionally, kind neighbors would give him a little something good to eat, but those beasts in the Zhang family would snatch it away and give it to Zhang Baocai.
So much so that now I have a conditioned reflex to the sound of tall trees.
Fang Yan took his bowl from his arms, put it on the table, and added some soup to his bowl. "It's alright, this is our home, they won't dare to come and take it."
"If they dare to come in, Mom will beat them up." Fang Yan would show no mercy to the Zhang family.
The mother's unwavering sense of security allowed the little fish to relax, and it waved its little fists, saying, "I'll help Mom beat it up!"
"Okay, now you need to eat your fill so you'll have the energy to help Mom."
Fang Yan continued eating with Xiao Yuzai.
I wonder if Zhang Jizhou took Gao Dashu and walked out?
Fang Yan listened intently for a while, but couldn't hear any voices.
About two or three minutes later?
Then came another steady, powerful footstep, approaching from afar.
A moment later, Zhang Jizhou's tall figure entered. He sat down in his original spot, picked up the fried noodles he hadn't finished eating, and began to eat them in large mouthfuls.
Gao Dashu's visit this time was definitely at the behest of Zhang Laowu and Huang Hongmei.
Are those two old monsters so easy to deal with?
Fang Yan raised an eyebrow and secretly sized up Zhang Jizhou, but unfortunately she couldn't figure out anything from his face.
She simply stopped looking at it, as long as it didn't involve her.
She focused on eating, while also taking care of the little fish and the rice.
She and Xiaoyuzai had small appetites, while Zhang Jizhou, though having a large appetite, ate quickly and finished his chopsticks around the same time as Fang Yan.
One serving of old duck soup, one serving of fried noodles, one serving of stir-fried vegetables, plus two bowls of rice.
In the end, not a single drop of soup was left.
As soon as the meal was finished, Zhang Jizhou stood up and cleared away the dishes.
Fang Yan was so surprised that she couldn't quite react. In this county town area, male chauvinism was quite prevalent, and everyone tacitly agreed that men were responsible for external affairs and women for internal affairs.
Although most men aren't so lazy as to not even bother to pick up a fallen oil bottle.
However, in the entire Gouzi Village, you probably couldn't find a married man who would voluntarily help with mopping and washing dishes on your fingers.
Unless the woman in the family is seriously ill and unable to get out of bed, the men will help with the dishes as a last resort.
Zhang Jizhou grew up in such an environment and naturally learned from it.
Fang Yan was naturally surprised when he suddenly offered to help clear the dishes.
"Didn't you say that men should help with housework?"
Seeing her surprise, Zhang Jizhou explained.
In the past, when he came back to visit his family, he would help Fang Yanyan fill the water tank and chop up the large pieces of firewood and stack them in the woodshed.
He felt that these two tasks were particularly strenuous, and Fang Yanyan was so thin that she probably didn't have much strength.
So whenever he has time off and comes back, he helps out with extra work.
As for other household chores, he didn't help if Fang Yanyan didn't ask.
Although Fang Yan's views on marriage, and many of her opinions on marriage, refreshed Zhang Jizhou's understanding of marriage, they also made him feel troubled.
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