Zhou Mingli relaxed a little and said, "Many people born in the 1970s experienced this kind of dishevelment; it's not your problem."
The two put the divorce aside, and Jiang Ci told him about the family's situation, "You're in charge of all the money for this couple. Go back and get some rest today, and we'll see how much money we have tomorrow to solve our food and lodging problems with the children."
"Compared to your injury, mine isn't serious. These days it's wheat harvest time, and I have to go to work so I can have food when I get paid."
Zhou Mingli's eyelids twitched, but he didn't say anything. He nodded and said, "Don't worry, I can make up for it somewhere else."
Jiang Ci raised her eyebrows and looked at him.
While the two were talking, they were already not far from the two dilapidated houses.
Zhou Mingli stopped, took her arm, and said, "Before this, these two children..."
He looked at Jiang Ci calmly, "They are not our children."
Therefore, Jiang Ci and Zhou Mingli did not have to raise them. They found a way to leave here. There was not much to develop in the country in the 1970s, but they could go to Hong Kong. With their abilities, they did not have to worry about not making money.
They are the same person, how could Jiang Ci not understand what Zhou Mingli meant.
It is now 1976, and the college entrance examination results will not be announced until October of next year. She married a country man and has no letter of introduction. The marriage will tie her to the countryside and she will not be able to return to the city.
To find a way out, one must risk going elsewhere.
These two children are a burden.
Jiang Ci glanced down at Zhou Miao.
She had just received an injection and taken medicine, and is currently sleeping soundly.
The skinny little girl huddled in her arms, unconscious.
Jiang Ci asked Zhou Mingli, "Do you think I'm someone who doesn't care about my children's life or death, and only cares about my own career advancement and wealth?"
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