Father Zhang looked at his grandson and shook his head. "That girl is good, but she's far inferior to you. I'm not saying how good my own grandsons are, but few of them can surpass you three brothers."
The two brothers looked at each other and smiled, "Thank you for the compliment, Grandpa."
Father Zhang waved his hand. "That girl isn't here right now, so an old man like me would just say something. What about her? She's not bad, but she needs more practice to match you."
Wuyi pointed at his nose.
Father Zhang nodded, "I'm talking about you! Son, you have to remember that men don't need to rush to find a wife. It's a matter of a lifetime, and you can't rush it.
Look at your elder brother. Has he been eyeing her since they were young, and has been slowly getting along with her, only deciding now that he feels she is the right match?
And your little brother, he's right here, grandpa also has to praise him, well done! He's good at this, it's up to you, dad. Once you take a fancy to him, hold on tightly and train him slowly.
You should learn from this too. It's okay if you don't have any thoughts about it, but even if you do, you have to take it easy when you are abroad and don't feel sorry for the girl.
Pitiable? There are so many pitiful people in this world. You should first learn to take a good look at whether she is suitable for you. If you do everything for the other person, how can you see her true nature?
Wuyi nodded slowly and asked hesitantly, "Grandpa, I haven't thought about these issues yet. But, you don't think Xiaojiu will be a good person?"
"Silly child, you're the one looking for a partner, and you have to like her. Grandpa doesn't dislike that girl. Once she becomes my granddaughter-in-law, her requirements will naturally be different."
Father Zhang stared at his grandson, pondering his words. After a while, he said, "I may not be able to express profound truths, but there is one thing I know now that I am old.
What is this person most afraid of?
What I fear most is arrogance.
No matter how good this type of person is, they are not suitable for you. As I said before, you need to spend more time observing. Girls should also be like your mother, with pride, but she never thinks too highly of herself.
Wuyi laughed out loud, "Grandpa, my mom has been snatched away by my dad."
"Hahaha……"
Wuyi always has the ability to turn a serious atmosphere into a comedy, with some hidden charm in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and his laughter, anger and rage are all lively and compelling.
When these words were spoken, even Father Zhang couldn't help but tap his head with a smile.
"Master, what makes a good wife?"
Father Zhang smiled.
Everyone says that his daughter-in-law has all four gods: the God of Happiness, the God of Wealth, the God of Fortune and the God of Honor. If anyone is looking for a daughter-in-law, they can just look at his Jiaojiao.
Haha... Although this is all support from old brothers, it also makes sense, doesn't it?
"What's a good wife? Your mother is just like that. My old friends say that her entering the Zhang family is like entering the four good gods."
"Oh? Dad, tell me about the Four Gods?" This time, Zhang Guoqing couldn't help but speak first. He hadn't expected the elders in his hometown to think so highly of his wife.
But it's not surprising, his wife can't be bad.
Father Zhang was naturally happy to speak up on a whim, not to mention that it would serve as a reference for his grandson. Personally, he felt that Xiaojiu was not worthy of his grandson.
Family background and so on are secondary. I am not as good-looking as his grandson, not as knowledgeable as his grandson, and not as smart as his grandson.
But if the child likes it, what else can an old man do? Besides, he could see that Brother Zhou was not worried about the child messing around, so he guessed he had a plan in mind.
Father Zhang cleared his throat. "They are what we often call the God of Joy, the God of Wealth, the God of Fortune, and the God of Honor. Let's talk about the God of Joy first. If it's joyful, then the new bride must be cheerful and happy when she comes into the house."
When the daughter-in-law is happy, the whole family will be in a good mood, right? Your mother is like this, no matter what happens, she always smiles. "
Zhang Guoqing, his son, and his two children nodded repeatedly. Even when his wife and mother were furious, they would smile whenever they met someone, but it depended on the depth of their smile.
"The God of Wealth isn't referring to how much money your mother makes. People back home don't know about that. They're talking about how when your father married your mother, there was no ceremony or ostentation. After they married, they weren't quarrelsome or greedy, and even after the family split up, they weren't quarrelsome or competitive. Isn't that the God of Wealth?"
Father Zhang raised his chin proudly and said, "Don't underestimate this. When brothers split up, those women will fight over even the smallest bowl."
Zhang Guoqing and his two sons understood better than anyone else that it wasn't that they didn't want to rob it, but that his wife and mother simply looked down on such a small thing. But this couldn't be said.
"The Goddess of Fortune? That's easier to understand. Your mother, when she arrived at your husband's house, took care of everything from me and your grandmother to your brothers and sisters, and even your cousins. Everyone benefited from her blessings."
After expressing his feelings, Mr. Zhang naturally talked about expensive things.
expensive?
Who could be more valuable than his daughter-in-law? Not to mention Brother Zhou's status, even if she was a woman, officials would greet her boss whenever she went out.
This woman, not to mention her father and husband being noble, even she herself can make everyone respect her. Having reached this level, she can naturally be called noble.
Liuyi nodded in agreement, which meant that his mother always regarded her as an ordinary person. "Grandpa, one day, my mother will still regard the three of us brothers as her most precious."
Although this is not ancient times and there are no longer any imperial consorts, the old concept of honoring one's son still exists. One day, their mother will be proud of them.
Father Zhang laughed heartily with satisfaction. That's why the ancients said a good wife can bring prosperity to three generations. It was absolutely true.
His Xiaowu married Jiaojiao, and the three children he had each established their own family. Three generations? Three generations is still considered a short number. No more, no more. Showing off too much will easily dissipate good luck.
Father Zhang stood up, facing Wuyi's yard. He pointed across and said with a smile, "What are those three big words on the gate of your yard?"
Wuyi followed his hand and smiled, "Xiaoyaoyuan. How's the writing?"
"It looks great! So majestic. It wasn't there last time, so I just hung it up?" Father Zhang couldn't pronounce the three cursive characters hanging on the simple and ancient gate.
However, the handwriting was elegant, vigorous and powerful, with a sense of vigor and grandeur, and he could still see some of it. After all, he had seen those private school scholars practicing calligraphy when he was young.
"Yes, I'm not going abroad, I have to get a number first." Of course this was a joke. If he wasn't at home, who would dare to occupy his yard?
This family, with the stable Ping An and Liu Yi, is more happy to see the lively Wu Yi. Even Zhou Xiaozheng has to say that his little grandson is the most lovable.
In particular, he knew something better than outsiders: this child was very good at playing around outside, both real and fake. This was a real smiling fox.
Therefore, he is the only person in the family who is not worried about his grandson going abroad, and he is also the only one who is not worried about Wuyi finding a partner in the future.
If you ask too many questions, he might tell you that the girl who can make his grandson suffer is not a simple person, and he would like to use one thing to defeat another.
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