"Yes, Director Feng," Aunt Liu replied respectfully, but secretly she was complaining. "Country bumpkin? Haven't three generations of your Feng family been peasants? Do you look down on country folk? The rice and vegetables you eat are all grown by country folk!"
"Well, you should correct your mistakes as soon as you realize them." Mother Wen waved her hand, indicating that the conversation with Aunt Liu was over and she could leave.
"Yes, Director Feng." Aunt Liu nodded and quickly walked back to the kitchen.
Aunt Liu is a staff member of the First Guesthouse in Qingshan City. If the director of the guesthouse had not agreed to recruit her daughter as a formal worker in the guesthouse and let Aunt Liu register her work relationship with the guesthouse and work in the Wen family, she would not have been willing to come.
Facing Feng Xueying's condescending face all day long is so disgusting! A small director of the Municipal Women's Federation doesn't allow people to call her Aunt Feng or Comrade Feng at home, and insists on being called "Director Feng".
Aunt Liu complained in her heart while cleaning the kitchen.
Who does Wen's mother Feng Xueying dislike the most? Besides her eldest daughter-in-law, Zhang Yunxin, who has long since passed away, Zhao Qingshan from Zhaojiagou is definitely second.
Wen's mother hated Zhao Qingshan. For years, whenever Zhao Qingshan came to Qingshan City, he would ask her husband, Wen, to do some work. She had caught him twice, and she didn't know how many more times she hadn't seen!
Lao Wen kept telling her to be more welcoming and friendly to Zhao Qingshan. "Hmph! He's just a country bumpkin. How can you expect him to be so welcoming with chicken and fish? Does he deserve it?"
Yulun went to Zhaojiagou a few days ago, and even after returning, he couldn't concentrate on his work. He ran around all day, and I don't know what he was busy with. Isn't it? He got back late last night, and it's already 7 o'clock and he hasn't gotten up yet.
Whenever she thought of Zhaojiagou and Zhao Qingshan, Mother Wen felt so angry that her chest felt choked.
A few years ago, her old man had gone crazy and insisted that the youngest son marry that girl from Zhaojiagou. Her Yulun had been smart and pretty since she was a child, but the old man insisted on him marrying a country girl. Wasn't that a disgrace to him?
On the phone, Father Wen heard the good news from Zhao Qingshan and was so happy that he couldn't stop grinning: "What? Ziqing brought it up himself? Great, great! What a great thing! Brother Zhao, I'll trouble you with Ziqing's affairs in the future... This is all Ziqing's good fortune. Me? I'm so happy! Hahaha..."
Old Man Wen was overjoyed when he heard Zhao Qingshan's loud voice on the other end of the phone.
What a blessing! What a blessing! Brother Qingshan is willing to teach Ziqing martial arts. This is the blessing that Ziqing has cultivated for several lifetimes! The Zhao family's martial arts are not simple! If Zhao Qingshan hadn't risked his life to save him on the battlefield, Wen Yiran would have long been gone!
"Okay, it's settled, Brother Qingshan. You can't just quit like you did last time." Old Man Wen wasn't afraid to say anything more; he was just worried Yunxiang's daughter might get older and refuse again. His daughter, Ziqing, was nice and pretty, but her mouth was like a gourd with the mouth sawed off, never saying a word for ages. After all, who doesn't love sweet nothings?
"I'm the one who made the decision. My little Jiu is very well behaved. As her grandfather, I guarantee she'll agree to whatever I decide," Zhao Qingshan replied cheerfully. Thinking of how he had found a son-in-law for Yuanyuan early that morning, Zhao Qingshan felt a great sense of accomplishment.
Father Wen was finally relieved after hearing Zhao Qingshan's ironclad answer. Ziqing, a child who lost his mother when he was young and was usually quiet, now had parents like Yulong and Wu Xiuli. Father Wen had thought his child's future marriage would be difficult. He hadn't expected such great fortune to be here! If Ziqing could learn even 50% of Brother Zhao's skills, he would be lucky!
Old Man Wen finalized Wen Ziqing's matter with Zhao Qingshan in a few words, and when he sat back at the dinner table, he still had a bright smile on his face.
"Old Wen, a call from Zhaojiagou. What's the good news? My eldest grandson is fully recovered?" Seeing her father's undisguised smile, Wen's heart began to pound. No wonder, the last time Father Wen smiled like that was when he announced his youngest son, Yulun, was engaged to a village girl nine years ago.
"Great news! Xueying, our eldest grandson can talk now, is back in good health, and is even marrying into the Zhao family." Father Wen boasted happily, "Our eldest grandson is truly remarkable. Unlike that brat, our youngest, he can easily ruin any plans he sets in motion and even take flight when a cooked duck is ready."
"What?" Wen's mother was stunned.
"Our eldest grandson, Ziqing, has proposed marriage to the Zhao family. I just agreed to the marriage between Ziqing and the Zhao family's granddaughter." Father Wen thought his wife didn't understand, so he hurriedly explained, "Ziqing looked listless, but I didn't expect him to be so quick to act. He truly deserves to be my son, Wen Yiran."
"Ah?" Mother Wen was stunned for a while, and finally understood what Father Wen meant.
"No! I don't agree! Medical treatment is one thing, but if you recover, you don't have to pay them back, right?" Wen's mother was frantic. She didn't know why her old man was so obsessed with the Zhao family. A few years ago, it was the youngest, Wen Yulun, who insisted on arranging a marriage for him with a daughter of the Zhao family. Fortunately, the youngest had high standards and didn't like that village girl. Now why was Old Wen doing this again, betrothing his eldest grandson? And to the Zhao family again?
What's so good about the Zhao family? They're just country bumpkins. If the people in the Municipal Party Committee's family compound knew that Feng Xueying had a country bumpkin relative, I wonder how many people would laugh!
"Xueying, what's wrong with you? Talking about compensation or not, how ugly! Ziqing proposed the marriage himself, and Brother Qingshan also agreed. Why are you interrupting?" Old Man Wen said dissatisfiedly.
"Ziqing is only twelve years old. How can he understand what engagement means at this age? I am his grandmother. If I say I don't agree, I mean I don't agree." Mother Wen wanted to scream, but she managed to suppress the sound in her throat with great difficulty.
"I am still Ziqing's grandfather! If I say I agree, I agree. Brother Zhao and I have already agreed. No one can object." Old Man Wen was angry. He put down the half-eaten bowl of white porridge in his hand, grabbed a half-eaten steamed bun in his hand, and walked out angrily.
"Ah~!" Father Wen's car drove out of the yard, and Mother Wen finally roared in anger.
She was so angry! She was almost mad to death! This Zhao family must be in conflict with her, Feng Xueying.
In Zhaojiagou, Zhou Yuanyuan still didn't know her future had been decided by her seemingly reliable grandfather. If she knew, she would have protested by crying, making a scene, and even threatening to hang herself. Oh, no! She wouldn't hang herself. She would cry and make a scene, opposing it, resolutely opposing it to the end!
Having suffered at the hands of men in her previous life, Zhou Yuanyuan has no plans to get married in this life.
Besides, she is just a six-year-old girl now. Getting married is a very distant thing, okay?
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