Originally, I just came to the family compound to inquire about the appointment.
Seeing Zhao Nan's reaction at this time, I had already guessed most of what was going on.
Zhao Nan's face didn't look good, and Zhao Wei's was as pale as if covered with soot, with a look of dismay.
When the uncle saw this, he wanted to give them a lecture, but the servant Hong Gu heard the noise and ran out.
"Oh, it's Young Master Zhao Wei here. What are you still standing there for? Come in quickly. The old man and the others have been talking about you these days."
The smile on Hong Gu's face was sincere, which made Zhao Nan very unhappy and he retorted to her.
"Auntie Hong, he is just a junior, it's not worth it for you to come and greet him in person. Don't do this again in the future!"
The smile on Hong Gu's face disappeared instantly, and she said awkwardly, "Yes, Miss Zhao Nan is right. I was not careful in my work. I won't do this again in the future."
Having said that, she still pulled Zhao Wei's sleeve and led him into the house.
Zhao Wei was feeling annoyed and didn't want to talk to Zhao Nan any more, so he took Yunxiu's hand and walked quickly into the house.
At this moment, inside the room, the old man was holding a magnifying glass and looking at the newspaper with difficulty.
The old lady was wearing reading glasses and knitting a sweater.
As for Zhao Yong, he was actually arranged to sit in front of a desk, holding a brush in his hand, and was working hard to copy.
He is an old farmer, almost a grandfather. It must be a painful thing for him to be forced to learn these things.
As their own son, the old couple really had high hopes for him, but they were a little too strong and didn't even ask whether others were willing.
When Zhao Yong saw Zhao Wei coming, his eyes lit up with joy. He put down his brush and rushed over.
"Son, you're finally here. Is everyone in your family doing well recently? Your mother..."
He was speaking there without thinking, with a lot to say.
However, the next second, when the old man coughed heavily, the sound stopped abruptly and he dared not mutter another word.
"Have you learned all the rules I taught you these past few days? Go back and finish your homework as soon as possible. Otherwise, don't even think about eating."
The old man's words made Zhao Yong's skin tighten. He looked helplessly at Zhao Wei who was standing so close to him, and hurried back to the desk, continuing to write painfully.
Zhao Wei's eyesight was quite sharp. He could see the illegible handwriting of his father from a distance.
It's really hard for him.
If this is just a means to cultivate sentiment, then Zhao Wei doesn't think it's a big deal.
But you are not allowed to eat until you finish writing, which is really too harsh.
The two old men were quite happy about what Zhao Wei said. They waved and called him to sit on the sofa beside them.
Hong Gu promptly served them both hot tea and watched the scene with a smile on her face.
The old lady put down the work in her hands and said to her, "Auntie Hong, go and prepare the good wine and food at home. You must entertain my grandson well."
Throughout the whole process, the whole family's eyes were only on Zhao Wei, but they ignored Yunxiu who was standing beside them.
For this family, Zhao Wei is the only eldest grandson. He inherited his grandfather's appearance and is the continuation of this family.
As for Yunxiu, a thin country girl, although she was somewhat pretty, she was born in too poor a family and was not worthy of Zhao Wei at all.
Zhao Wei kept holding Yunxiu's hand, fearing that his wife would be disappointed.
So, he said to Aunt Hong who was preparing the meal, "My wife likes to eat stir-fried crispy tripe. Thank you, Aunt Hong!"
After being stunned for a moment, Hong Gu nodded and said that she would prepare it.
The Zhao Nan couple also sat on the sofa opposite and couldn't help but sneer.
"Heh... after all the hard work of coming here, you only ordered some pig offal that even dogs wouldn't eat. You haven't eaten anything good, have you?"
Zhao Wei smiled coldly: "I don't know who drank three bowls of heart and lung soup in a row when he was at my house. That's something that even dogs wouldn't eat. Tsk tsk..."
This made the uncle unhappy, and he immediately said, "Zhao Wei, how can you be so rude to your aunt? You grew up in the countryside, so you are so unruly?"
"Uncle, please don't accuse me. I didn't mention anyone by name. Why are you interrupting me? Are you trying to alienate the relationship between me and my aunt?"
"you……"
His uncle was choked and speechless. He was almost mad to death after being defeated by Zhao Wei several times.
The old man didn't respond to the argument. Zhao Wei suddenly realized that the old man might have some problems with his hearing.
Only when you are close can you hear clearly, otherwise, he would not be called closer.
He was too lazy to beat around the bush and directly handed the appointment document to the old man.
"Grandpa, our village suddenly announced today that I will be the president. Do you know about this?"
The old man took a magnifying glass, read the document carefully, and nodded with satisfaction.
"Haha... I didn't expect that the appointment would be given after just a few words."
"Not bad, not bad. You are very lucky to have caught this vacancy. You must work hard at the grassroots level in the future."
"After two years, when you have enough experience, I will find someone to transfer you to the county town. Then you will have a big stage and your good days are still to come."
…
Hearing what the old man said, Zhao Wei was speechless and said, "Master, when you did these things, didn't you ever think of asking for my opinion?"
The old man raised his eyebrows and said in confusion: "What's there to ask? People go to high places and water flows to low places. This is normal."
"Since you are now the president, you can no longer keep this wife. You need to find someone who can help you. Divorce her when you return."
"Let's make an appointment. I'll introduce a few to you so you can choose the right one..."
…
These words have touched Zhao Wei's reverse ridge.
Yunxiu's hands were also pulling desperately, trying to pull them away from his grasp.
He held the other's hand tightly, then said with a fake smile: "Master, I appreciate your kindness, but it's my own life, I make my own decisions, you're already old, please stop interfering!"
"Huh? You dare to resist me, kid?"
The old man's kind face suddenly turned stern and cold.
"As a descendant of the Zhao family, how can you allow yourself to degenerate? As a junior, you can only listen to these things. If you dare to disobey, don't blame the family law for serving you."
As soon as he arrived, he had to set rules for Zhao Wei.
Zhao Wei's face was no longer black at this time, but had turned liver color.
It was so frustrating for them to recognize their relative. It was not like they found a relative, but a living devil!
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