"My goodness, what's the difference between Xie Laosan's situation and marrying into the family?"
"Even those who marry into the family are better than him. Marrying such a troublesome woman, I think the Xie family is doomed. Will the children have to take Xu Yan's surname in the future?"
"No way?"
"I think it's possible. Now it depends on whether Xie Laosan can hold on. If he can't hold on that day, then we'll have to divorce Xiao Xu, the educated youth."
"He'd have to be bold to do that. I heard that young Xu's parents are ruthless characters..."
The person involved, Xiao Xu, was completely unaware of all this. She read her Chinese textbook for a while, then did two hours of math problems before stretching and rubbing her eye sockets.
After all, she hadn't been out of school for too long in her previous life, so she was still quite familiar with many of the knowledge points and wouldn't be completely clueless when she saw a question.
only……
She thought of Xie Zhuo.
Xie Zhuo hasn't touched these textbooks since he finished high school, and he probably forgot most of what he learned in the past years.
Given their current financial situation, even if Xie Zhuo doesn't go to university, they can wait a few years for policy changes.
Things have changed; you can take that money and go out to start a business, to try your luck.
but……
She didn't really want to break up with Xie Zhuo.
She wanted to take her two little ones, the four of them together, to City B.
Just then, Da Bao pushed open the courtyard gate and ran in, followed by Xiao Bao carrying a wreath made of willow branches and wildflowers, and Xie Zhuo carrying a bucket.
"You're back?" Xu Yan walked out of the house.
"Hmm," Xie Zhuo smiled as soon as he saw her.
Then he directed Xiaobao, "Go, put it on your third aunt."
Xiao Bao happily ran towards Xu Yan with a flower wreath in hand.
Xu Yan was only surprised for a second before smiling and bending down.
"May my third aunt become more and more beautiful, and forever look like a fairy."
"Thank you, Xiaobao," Xu Yan pinched Xiaobao's cheek and kissed him.
"I put the little red flower there," Da Bao chimed in.
"Thank you too, Da Bao," Xu Yan said, giving him a kiss as well.
Just as she straightened up, she saw Xie Zhuo had already put down the bucket and was standing in front of her.
He said, "I made the wreath."
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