When Yang Shulan gave the money to Xie Zhuo, Xie Zhuo didn't say much, and put it back in his pocket after taking it.
Although the other members of the educated youth group followed Han Xiaoyu into the dormitory, they kept an eye on what was happening outside.
Especially after seeing Xu Yan go out and stand with Xie Zhuo, he was so surprised that he didn't know what to say for a long time.
They were there at noon too. Although they all heard Xu Yan say that she wanted to marry Xie Zhuo, they just thought it was to provoke Han Xiaoyu and no one took it seriously.
After all, they all have eyes to see how much Xu Yan likes Han Xiaoyu.
What's going on now?
Is she really going to do this for real?
Someone secretly glanced at the person lying on the kang (a heated brick bed).
Unfortunately, Han Xiaoyu had his back to them, so they couldn't see his face, and no one dared to run up to him to look at him.
"Is she really going to marry Xie Zhuo?"
Qin Li couldn't hold back any longer and asked in a low voice, "She doesn't like Brother Xiao Yu anymore?"
After this question was asked, no one else responded. They all glanced at Han Xiaoyu again and tacitly remained silent.
Only Liang Qian couldn't hold back when she saw Xie Zhuo give Xu Yan six hundred yuan, and she smashed the enamel mug she was holding on the ground.
That's a whole six hundred yuan!
If they're frugal, it'll be enough for their family to eat for two or three years!
Xie Zhuo just gave it to Xu Yan like that!
She refused, but you insisted on giving it to her!
What's so great about Xu Yan?
The people in the educated youth settlements had different thoughts, and the people in Qingshan Brigade were not much different.
The gossip spread like wildfire, even louder than the commune's loudspeaker. By the time we walked back, almost everyone knew that Xie Zhuo had given all his savings to Xu Yan.
Liu Mancang and Zhao Jisheng squatted at the gate of Xie Zhuo's house, listening to a tanned child run over and promote the idea to them.
When the little guy finished speaking and ran to another house, someone called out to Zhao Jisheng in a childish voice.
Zhao Jisheng turned his head.
Xie Zhuo's two little nephews were squatting in front of them.
"Uncle Zhao," Xie Dabao reached out and poked Zhao Jisheng's hand, "what do you mean by family fortune?"
Zhao Jisheng glanced at him, thought for a moment, and then explained, "It means that everything in your family now belongs to Xiao Xu, the educated youth."
Fearing he might not know who Xiao Xu, the educated youth, was, Liu Mancang thoughtfully added, "Xiao Xu is the educated youth from that educated youth settlement over there, your future third aunt."
Xie Dabao frowned slightly, seemingly unsure whether he understood, and squatted down silently.
Xie Xiaobao is his older brother's little shadow.
Seeing Da Bao frowning, he imitated him and tried to squeeze his eyebrows together.
Finally, realizing that it still didn't quite resemble Da Bao's, he used both hands to pull his eyebrows together tightly and squatted down next to Xie Da Bao.
This scene is hilarious no matter how you look at it.
Liu Mancang chuckled at their antics.
Then he turned to look at Zhao Jisheng, his face full of worry, "Tonight, Third Brother's marriage proposal will definitely be a big event. It's a pity I couldn't go. I'll regret it for the rest of my life."
Zhao Jisheng glanced at him.
“Of course, you’ll regret it for the rest of your life if you don’t go,” Liu Mancang felt Zhao Jisheng’s gaze and turned to express his regret for him as well.
“I didn’t go, so who can I blame?” Zhao Jisheng glared at him.
"It's my fault, it's my fault, it's my fault," Liu Mancang glanced at the back of the child who had run away earlier, and the more he thought about it, the more regretful he became.
"If we had known that someone was bringing children, we would have just taken these two little brats with us. They'll have to see their third aunt sooner or later anyway. They're just sitting here and they won't even get to see the show."
He had just finished sighing when Xie Dabao suddenly burst into tears.
Liu Mancang was startled by his shout and trembled.
I quickly stood up to check on him, but my legs had already gone numb from squatting. When I jumped up, I almost tripped and fell again because my legs were numb.
Then, when Xiao Bao saw Da Bao crying, he didn't care about anything else and immediately opened his mouth wide and started wailing.
Liu Mancang was completely baffled!
He had been holding Zhao Jisheng back, not letting him leave, because he was afraid he wouldn't be able to handle the child. He had been fine until now, but suddenly he started crying for no apparent reason.
"My two ancestors, what's wrong?" Liu Mancang asked, enduring the numbness in his legs.
Zhao Jisheng has gone over to check if the child has been bitten by something.
After looking them over for a while and seeing that they were alright, Zhao Jisheng used his sleeve to wipe away their tears.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Jisheng asked gently. "Tell Uncle Zhao why you suddenly started crying?"
Da Bao was still crying very sadly, while Xiao Bao stopped crying with red eyes, but when he saw that his brother was still crying, he tried to sniffle again.
"This kid," Liu Mancang chuckled.
He pinched Xiao Bao's cheek before squatting down next to Da Bao and patiently asked him, "Da Bao, are you feeling unwell? Tell Uncle Liu. Are you hungry? Your third uncle said there was candy in the kitchen when he left. Shall we go get some candy?"
Most children would stop crying at the mention of candy, but Da Bao wouldn't stop crying.
What should we do?
Liu Mancang looked at Zhao Jisheng with some helplessness.
Zhao Jisheng had no choice.
He doesn't have children, so how would he know how to soothe a child?
Several more minutes passed before Da Bao finally stopped crying.
"Are we... going to... going tonight?" Da Bao asked, tears welling up in his eyes.
He was still choking, and it took him three or four tries to finish saying that sentence.
"Where to go?" Liu Mancang and Zhao Jisheng didn't understand.
“Let’s go to Auntie’s house,” Da Bao said.
His beautiful big eyes were full of tears, and his soft, sweet little voice made people feel sorry for him.
"Don't cry, don't cry," Liu Mancang wiped the tears from his face with his hand. "Your uncle will be back in a little while, so let's not go and join in the fun."
As they were talking, Xie Zhuo and Yang Shulan were already almost at their doorstep.
When Da Bao saw that his third uncle had finally returned, he immediately started crying again.
Third Uncle clearly said he wouldn't give them away!
Xie Zhuo glanced at Liu Mancang.
“Hey, hey, hey, this has nothing to do with us, Third Brother,” Liu Mancang said, looking at Xie Zhuo. “He suddenly started crying, and we don’t know what happened. We’re asking him right now.”
Zhao Jisheng stood up and nodded.
Xie Zhu bent down slightly, picked up Da Bao, and saw that his face was covered in mud. He then glanced at Liu Mancang's hands.
Liu Mancang: "..."
He instinctively pulled his hand behind his back.
"What's wrong?" Xie Zhuo took a handkerchief from Da Bao's pocket and wiped the tears from his face.
Although Da Bao was crying sadly, he still obediently answered his third uncle's questions, "I want to live with Xiao Bao and my third uncle. I don't want to live anywhere else."
Upon hearing this, Xie Zhuo looked at Liu Mancang and Zhao Jisheng with some surprise.
"Are you planning to take them to your home?"
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