Chapter 77: Three Generations Return to the Clan 1
Chapter 1
Xu Mingyan was wearing black clothes and had a white cloth wrapped around her arm.
She stared blankly ahead for a long time, the wrinkles on her face twitching unnaturally due to the stiff movements.
She looked at Qi Qi, her voice as old as worn stone, "It has finally come to this. I never thought my life would be so ridiculous."
Xu Mingyan is the only daughter of her parents. Even though she grew up in an environment where there were seven or eight children, her parents chose to have only her as a girl in order to ensure Xu Mingyan's life.
Originally, the Xu family had few descendants, so in order to allow the family line to continue, the Xu family asked Xu Mingyan to marry into the family.
They chose Zhang Junzhuo, an honest rural man.
When Xu Mingyan went to the countryside, Zhang Junzhuo helped Xu Mingyan and had been pursuing her for a long time. He also knew that Xu Mingyan wanted to marry into the family.
In addition, he has many brothers in his family, so even if he marries into the Zhang family, it will not affect the reproduction of the Zhang family's descendants.
The two got married naturally.
But now Xu Mingyan is sixty-eight years old and is about to die.
But she discovered that Zhang Junzhuo had always had a first love in his heart.
That would have been fine, but before she even entered the morgue, Zhang Junzhuo asked his two sons to change their surname back to Zhang so that the children could recognize their ancestral roots.
Returning to one’s ancestry? Which ancestors did they recognize and to which clan did they return?
They are descendants of the Xu family and have inherited the Xu family's business. Who are they scolding by returning to their roots?
Xu Mingyan thought her two sons would definitely refuse.
Unexpectedly, on the day of her funeral, Xu Chunhui and Xu Xiayang became Zhang Chunhui and Zhang Xiayang.
It's really ridiculous.
This life of hard work, this life of love, this life of a loving mother.
It's all fake.
Xu Mingyan was once a girl who dared to love and hate. If this matter had been discovered more than ten years earlier, she would have been able to divorce Zhang Junzhuo. However, it was only when she was about to die that she discovered that all this was a conspiracy.
Thinking of the so-called three generations of returning to the clan on the Internet, she laughed at those people for being feudal, and Zhang Junzhuo laughed along with her.
But I didn't expect that this would happen to me.
"I really don't know what I've lived my life for. How did I end up meeting these three debt collectors? If I had known this earlier, I wouldn't have married Zhang Junzhuo, and I wouldn't be left with Xu—Zhang Chunhui and Zhang Xiayang, two ungrateful bastards."
Qi Qi opened his mouth and said, "Transaction..."
Suddenly, she was interrupted by Xu Mingyan, whose eyes were full of hatred. "Just not marrying him is meaningless. I will make them pay the price. I will let them watch themselves lose everything little by little. I will make them regret it!"
Qi Qi nodded, and amid Xu Mingyan's gnashing of teeth, he said, "Deal done."
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On the sofa, Xu Chunhui and Xu Xiayang were sitting on a double sofa, the two brothers were chatting happily, and Zhang Junzhuo was sitting alone on a single sofa, the light from the mobile phone screen shining on his face, making him look much less wrinkled.
"He's already in his sixties, and he still only knows how to play with his phone. He doesn't realize it's bad for his eyes."
Qi Qi walked out of the kitchen, followed by several aunts carrying dishes.
Although there are servants at home, Zhang Junzhuo can only tolerate Qi Qi's excellent cooking skills, so Qi Qi usually cooks.
Hearing Qi Qi's voice, Zhang Junzhuo quickly put his phone in his pocket, stood up, and shouted to his two sons, "Hurry up and wash your hands and eat."
Because they got married late and had children late, Xu Chunhui and Xu Xiayang are not very old, one is 32 years old and the other is 28 years old.
Both of them have just found their partners and are unwilling to get married.
They say that times have changed and that marriage is the idea of the older generation. There is a lot of social pressure now, and it is good enough to be able to take care of yourself. They would rather spend time making themselves happy and not make their parents worry.
Qi Qi had no objection to these ideas.
It’s just that I’m getting older, and I still hope to have a child to take care of me.
"You two, since you were little, you only listened to your father and never listened to me." Qi Qi sighed.
Zhang Junzhuo sat down and took the chopsticks from the aunt, a sincere smile on his face. "I raised our son since he was young. You worked outside, so we didn't have much time together. Besides, it's just a meal, you're making a big deal out of it."
Xu Chunhui and Xu Xiayang ate in silence, as if they didn't exist, and pretended not to hear what Qi Qi and Zhang Junzhuo said.
Xu Chunhui snorted in his heart.
She has never taken care of the two brothers over the years, so why is she pretending to be a loving mother now?
But thinking of his father's instructions, he pretended not to have heard anything.
He was thinking, but unexpectedly Xu Xiayang next to him suddenly said: "What qualifications do you have to be our mother? Have you ever taken care of us two brothers over the years? Now that you are retired, you have a job, but you want to pretend to be a good wife and mother. Don't you think your behavior is strange?"
Xu Chunhui looked at Xu Xiayang in surprise and grabbed Xu Xiayang's arm fiercely, "What nonsense are you talking about!"
Xu Xiayang also looked at Xu Chunhui in surprise, as if to say, I don’t know what happened.
Xu Chunhui looked at Qi Qi awkwardly, "Mom, don't argue with Xia Yang. He's still a child."
"A twenty-eight-year-old kid is truly...unforgettable."
Qi Qi didn't seem to be sad about Xu Xiayang's words.
She naturally picked up a piece of food for Xu Chunhui and said, "You eat it."
Xu Chunhui lowered her head and bit off the roots of the vegetables. "Mom, what are you doing? Isn't it good for us to maintain a normal mother-son relationship? You haven't cared about us for so many years. Now don't pretend to be a good mother."
Xu Chunhui quickly covered his mouth and looked at Qi Qi in horror.
Qi Qi put down his chopsticks and looked at Zhang Junzhuo.
Zhang Junzhuo began to cough violently, as if he wanted to vomit all the organs in his chest onto the table.
Qi Qi gently patted Zhang Junzhuo on the back. "I just saw a news report last time about the third generation returning to the clan. I wonder what you think about this matter?"
Zhang Junzhuo's cough became louder, and it seemed that it would shake the whole building down.
Several aunts stood behind him and evacuated quickly.
This is the master's business. If they hear about it, they might be fired.
Qi Qi glanced at Xu Chunhui and Xu Xiayang, "What do you think?"
Xu Chunhui opened his mouth and said, "This is as it should be. After all, it is a big deal to recognize one's ancestors and return to one's roots."
He slapped himself hard and looked at Zhang Junzhuo fiercely. He wanted to say that Dad would never do such a thing, but the moment he opened his mouth, he turned it into, "Mom, it's because you are too suffocating that Dad doesn't like you. We are your relatives, not your tools. Why can't you be a little more normal?"
Qi Qi looked at Xu Xiayang doubtfully, "You think so too, right?"
Xu Xiayang really didn't say anything this time. He covered his mouth, his brain was not working, and he didn't know what was going on in front of him. How could they say what was in their hearts?
Qi Qi lowered his eyes in disappointment. "Sure enough, it's because I haven't been by your side all these years that you hate me. Why don't we start over again? This time, I will always be by your side. What do you say?"
Zhang Junzhuo didn't understand what Qi Qi meant. He stretched out his hand to grab Qi Qi, but felt that his body began to disappear from the fingertips. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in the countryside in the 1960s and 1970s.
Zhang Junzhuo felt hungry and his stomach was sour from not having eaten.
He looked around and found that this strange place was the small village where he once lived. These three large tiled houses were where the thirteen members of the Zhang family lived.
There is a big bed on the left, where grandparents, parents, three older brothers and three younger brothers sleep.
The other room was simple and only housed two sisters.
Normally, my mother and grandmother would live across the street.
Their room was very spacious, about four or five meters wide, with several wooden beds laid out flat on top of each other.
He walked towards the room of his unmarried sister. Entering the cramped little room, he felt damp. Tools were neatly arranged in the corner.
The room was kept very clean, but the damp air had a smell of pig manure, which came from the fact that the room was next to the pigpen.
He frowned and yelled, "Mom, Mom, where are my shoes!"
Zhang Junzhuo's mother is less than 40 years old, but her hair is already gray. However, her face is filled with a happy smile.
After all, a woman who gave birth to seven sons is very prestigious in the village.
She limped over, rubbing her aching lower back, her hips twisted strangely, "Why are you coming to your sister's room instead of looking for your shoes in your room?"
"I'm talking about the pair of shoes my sister just made."
"That's for your brother-in-law. Don't let your sister hear about your shoes. She might be mad at you."
"The shoes are my perfect size. They are my shoes. Just tell me where they are."
Zhang Junyan's mother pointed to the shoes wrapped in oilcloth paper under the bed and said, "If you want to wear them, just try them on secretly once. When you put them down tonight, your sister will send them to your brother-in-law the day after tomorrow."
Zhang Junzhuo snorted, "You haven't even gotten married yet, and you're still so aggressive."
Zhang Junzhuo felt that his body was out of control, as if every movement was already predetermined and had already happened.
He suppressed his disgust for the room and the smell, and thought hard, then he remembered that this was the day he and Qi Qi met their parents.
He wanted to find this pair of shoes so that he could look better and save face in front of Qi Qi's parents.
Qi Qi's parents only have her as a daughter, and all their future property will be given to her alone.
Unlike him, he has no father to love him and no mother to care for him, so he has to find a way out on his own.
Because she wanted to meet him, Qi Qi waited at the door early. When she saw Zhang Junzhuo coming from afar, she waved to him.
"Brother Zhang, here."
Qi Qi trotted over to greet him.
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