Zhou Jiasheng blinked his big eyes, not understanding what Zhou Yuanyuan meant.
"Hahaha..." Zhou Yuanyuan looked at Zhou Jiasheng and Zhao Cao, whose eyes were full of confusion, and laughed happily.
At this time, Zhou Xi parked the car at the entrance of the village.
The villagers' discussions intermittently reached Zhao Qingshan's ears, making his face darken.
Zhao Qingshan has lived in Zhaojiagou for so many years, how could he not know Zheng Qiulian's character?
Yesterday, Zhao Qingshan called Zhao Youtian to test Zhao Hongsheng and his wife's reaction. As expected, Zheng Qiulian was greedy. Could such a marriage really be possible? It seemed he needed to call General Zhou before proposing.
Zhao Qingshan glanced at Zhao Cao, who also had a sullen expression, in the rearview mirror and sighed inwardly. Cao was a good child, and Gu Daya was sensible. Unfortunately, Cao had a pair of incompatible parents. If Jiasheng really married her, it would be like marrying a whole family of trouble!
When Zhao Qingshan got off the car, Zhao Youtian hurriedly ran out of the village.
Seeing Zhao Qingshan, Zhao Youtian wiped the sweat from his forehead and said embarrassedly: "Old Secretary, I'm sorry, I'm late."
Zhao Youtian had already left the house. To get to the village entrance, he had to pass by Zhao Cao's house. Zhao Youtian was stopped by Zhao Hongsheng and his wife and had a lot of conversation, which nearly made him late.
"Youtian, long time no see. Come on, let's go to my house and sit for a while." Zhao Qingshan patted Zhao Youtian on the shoulder and walked towards home.
When Zhao Qingshan was the village party secretary, he and Zhao Youtian had a tacit understanding. Zhao Qingshan's gesture of patting Zhao Youtian on the shoulder was to tell Zhao Youtian to come home if he had anything to say.
"Hey!" Zhao Youtian felt Zhao Qingshan's familiar movements, nodded heavily, responded, and followed Zhao Qingshan's footsteps.
Eighth Aunt and Third Aunt, who were watching the fun, were dumbfounded when they saw Zhao Qingshan get off the car and leave without even a glance at them.
Zhao Qingshan hadn't been back to the village in so many years. Shouldn't he be tearfully reminiscing about the past with his fellow villagers? This scene was out of place! Why did he just leave without saying a word?
"Guihua, did your old secretary hear what we just said?" Ba Gu realized it belatedly as she watched Zhao Qingshan and Zhao Youtian leaving.
"He should have heard it, otherwise Zhao Qingshan's face wouldn't be so ugly." Auntie San recalled the long face Zhao Qingshan had when he got out of the car door, and she was a little scared. When Zhao Qingshan was still the village party secretary, he had this expression on his face, which meant that Zhao Qingshan was angry with Zheng
Just as Eighth Aunt and Third Aunt were at a loss, Zhou Jiasheng, Zhou Yuanyuan and others got out of the car one after another.
Zhou Xi opened the trunk and carried out a large pile of gifts. Zhao Qingshan had come all this way, so he certainly couldn't return empty-handed. Zhou Yuanyuan had stuffed most of the gifts Zhao Qingshan had prepared into the Chaos Pearl's trial world, leaving only a portion in the car. Even so, the dozen or so boxes and bags still stunned the villagers.
Zhou Jiasheng and Zhou Yuanyuan were not familiar with the people in Zhaojiagou. They smiled at the villagers, one of them helped Zhou Xi get some boxes, and several people followed Zhao Qingshan's back.
Cao was also ready to help, but was stopped by Bagu.
"Wow! You are so lucky. You went to Kyoto and found a rich husband. By the way, who is your partner? The square-faced guy on the left? Or the round-faced guy on the right?" Eighth Aunt asked diligently.
Just now, Eighth Aunt and the other women made a bet: if Zhao Yunxiang's son was really the kind of person with a disability like Eighth Aunt, unable to find a wife in the city, then the two of them would help out two days of work for free when Eighth Aunt's family harvested rice. If Eighth Aunt guessed wrong, she would have to help Shitou's family and Third Aunt's family do two days of work for free.
Zhou Xi had a square face, and Zhou Jiasheng had a slightly curved chin, but they weren't round either. Zhao Cao was stunned for a moment before he understood who Ba Gu was referring to. However, Ba Gu's words, "You've got a rich husband," left Zhao Cao feeling very unhappy.
"Eighth Aunt, that's the one in front." Cao was too lazy to talk nonsense with Eighth Aunt. He stretched out his hand and pointed randomly, then quickened his pace to catch up with Zhou Yuanyuan and the others.
"Huh? Shitou Niang, which one is Cao? Why don't I understand?" Eighth Aunt stood on tiptoe, looked again and again, but still couldn't figure out which one was Zhou Jiasheng.
"Eighth aunt, I recognize Zhou Zhixin, the son-in-law of the old secretary. The round-faced guy on the right looks 70% like Zhou Zhixin. He must be Zhou Jiasheng." Shitou's family pointed at Zhou Jiasheng's back and chattered.
"Eighth Aunt! You must have guessed wrong this time. I just looked carefully, and neither of the two young men who got off the car was missing any limbs. They were both in good spirits!" Shitou Niang came close to Eighth Aunt and said with a gloating tone. As long as she thought about Eighth Aunt doing two free jobs for her family, Shitou Niang's heart could not help but bloom with joy.
"Yes, yes! I also looked carefully. There is nothing wrong with the legs of the two guys. They are holding a lot of things in their hands. They are also handsome. This time, you, Eighth Aunt, are definitely going to lose." The third aunt also said happily.
"Is the master blind this time? Did he let Zheng Qiulian pick up a good son-in-law for nothing?" Eighth Aunt's tone was sour.
Because of Aunt Gu's incident, Bagu hated Zheng Qiulian. Otherwise, Bagu would not have guessed that Zheng Qiulian's future son-in-law was a "cripple".
"Eighth Aunt, you can't say that. Cao is a good child and is very filial to Sister Gu! It's a blessing for the master to find a good son-in-law for a good child like Cao." Third Aunt spoke a fair word for Zhao Cao.
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Zhao Cao walked a few steps faster and followed Zhou Yuanyuan. His head was buzzing with the gossip of the villagers.
With Zhao Cao's clever brain, he pieced together some information and had a rough idea of why Zheng Qiulian wanted to ask the Zhou family for a high betrothal gift.
Zhao Cao felt a little sad. In her mother's eyes, her role as a daughter was likely to be just a gift for the family. Her brothers were her biological children; she wasn't adopted! Why did her mother only have eyes for her brothers, not caring about whether her actions would make her, as a daughter, feel comfortable holding her head high in her husband's family?
Are she and Zhou Jiasheng still not destined to be together?
After Zhou Jiasheng walked for a while, he rushed to his sister and asked, "Sister, do you think those people at the village entrance just now are a little strange?"
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