Chapter 88 Your matters are not trivial.
“Chunxue! We know you’re still young. Now that the children are all grown up and the family has split up, you’ll be more relaxed on your own from now on. You can live your own life, and I don’t think there’s anything wrong with that.”
"But during festivals, don't forget to pay your respects to Guosheng."
Zhong Maoqiao chimed in, "It's not that we're saying we have to lock you up for life, but Guosheng has indeed had a tough time."
"He was disliked by his parents from a young age, and he died at only thirty-odd years old..."
"It's just a hope that his blood relatives will still remember him..."
"His biological mother and brothers are out of the question; only his children and you are the ones he can still hold onto."
Zhang Chunxue simply smiled faintly: "Okay, Uncle Maolin, Uncle Maoqiao, I will."
The two nodded to Song Xingzhi again before leaving.
After the elders of the Zhong family left, the onlookers at the door gradually dispersed.
But they were still talking about the dramatic family division they had witnessed today.
Zhang Chunxue ignored her three sons, who looked quite lost, and instead looked at Song Xingzhi with a slightly shy expression.
"Xingzhi, what brings you here?"
Song Xingzhi smiled gently: "Didn't Aiguo's eldest son come to the brigade headquarters to find me? So I came here with Zhong Chengren."
Zhang Chunxue immediately looked at Zhong Aiguo: "Village Chief Zhong, what do you mean by this? Are you worried that I, Zhang Chunxue, will take advantage of your Zhong family?"
Zhong Aiguo's face immediately darkened: "How could you say such a thing? You really don't appreciate kindness!"
He angrily flung his hand and left the courtyard, leaving Zhang Chunxue and Song Xingzhi standing in the courtyard.
Zhong Xiaoxiao, holding Zhong Yuanyuan in one arm and Zhong Hongqing by the other, hid in a corner of the kitchen, her eyes brighter than any light bulb in the city.
Song Xingzhi was also somewhat surprised.
Why the sudden decision to split up the family business?
His Adam's apple bobbed.
Surely it can't be because she's planning to remarry that she's doing this?
After all, Zhang Chunxue had told him before that the condition for remarrying was that she had to wait until she had resolved the issues concerning her sons.
Furthermore, regarding the current situation, is it considered resolved or not?
Zhang Chunxue lowered her head slightly embarrassed: "Actually, it's mainly because the second son wants to divorce Mingli, and I thought that the eldest son also doesn't want to divorce Li Hongjuan... This family is going to fall apart, and I'll have to see people I don't want to see, so let's just separate the family, so that I won't be annoyed by them every day."
"Is there anything I can do to help?" Song Xingzhi said softly. "You said you wanted to open a door in the backyard, right? Do you want me to help you find someone?"
Zhang Chunxue quickly replied, "I can do it myself!"
Song Xingzhi's tone held a touch of gentle concern: "Sister Chunxue, actually, you can rely on me more often."
“I want you to rely on me,” his eyes were full of tender affection, “or rather, I really hope that you can rely on me.”
Zhang Chunxue's face flushed red instantly: "This... cough! I just feel that it's a bit too much to trouble you with such a small thing..."
“Sister Chunxue, your matters are not trivial to me,” Song Xingzhi’s tone became increasingly serious. “I also hope that Sister Chunxue can ‘trouble’ me more often, instead of always keeping me at arm’s length like before…”
Zhang Chunxue's fingers curled slightly.
Zhong Xiaoxiao, with her sharp eyes, saw her three older brothers perk up and walk over here, and she immediately coughed a few times.
To her surprise, neither Song Xingzhi nor Zhang Chunxue seemed to be trying to avoid anything; they simply changed the subject quite naturally.
"Then I'll leave the matter of opening a gate for the backyard to you, Xingzhi."
Song Xingzhi nodded with a smile: "Okay, I'll try to get some blue bricks so I can help you build the back wall a little higher for better safety."
Upon hearing this, Zhong Chengfa immediately came over, his face full of longing: "Secretary Song, why don't you help me out and get some more bricks so I can build a stove!"
Before Song Xingzhi could speak, Zhang Chunxue coldly interjected, "Why did you need bricks from someone to build your kitchen? Did they owe you something?"
Zhong Chengfa immediately looked somewhat embarrassed: "Isn't this...isn't this Secretary Song bringing bricks to you, Mom..."
"Oh? What does that have to do with you?" Zhang Chunxue retorted directly. "We've already separated."
Just as Zhong Chengfa was about to say that even after the family split, I'm still your son, Zhang Chunxue slowly said, "So don't even think about taking advantage of me again!"
Zhong Chengfa's face immediately turned red: "Mom!"
Zhang Chunxue was getting impatient: "What's wrong, Zhong Chengfa? Didn't you not want to divorce your wife? She's not doing so well at her parents' house, is she?"
"Shouldn't you have rushed to pick up your wife immediately?"
Zhong Chengfa immediately snapped to attention: "Right, right, right! I have to go pick up my wife!"
He told Zhong Xiaoxiao to keep an eye on Zhong Hongqing, and then he ran off in a flash.
Zhang Chunxue's gaze then turned to Zhong Chengyi.
Zhong Chengyi immediately chuckled sheepishly, "Mom, I can't even cook, so I don't need to build a stove..."
Zhong Chengren muttered under his breath, "I don't even have a house anymore, so there's no need for anything else..."
Zhang Chunxue then naturally invited Song Xingzhi to have lunch at her home.
Song Xingzhi smiled and declined, saying, "No, I have to go back to work at the brigade headquarters..."
"Then come over for dinner tonight?" Zhang Chunxue said casually.
Song Xingzhi immediately smiled and said, "Okay."
Zhong Chengren and Zhong Chengyi exchanged a glance, each harboring their own thoughts.
When Zhong Chengren went to Zhong Chengyi's room to get his things, he couldn't help but lower his voice and say, "Third brother, do you think Mom's sudden separation of the family is just a pretext for remarrying Song Xingzhi after the separation?"
Zhong Chengyi nodded repeatedly: "That's what I think too... But second brother, you won't disagree, will you?"
Zhong Chengren said irritably, "What good does it do whether I agree or not? Do you think Mom will listen to us?"
Zhong Chengyi lowered his voice even further: "Didn't Mom mention remarrying a few years ago? Back then, it was because we disagreed that Mom didn't remarry..."
"If Mom had remarried back then, Song Xingzhi wouldn't have stood a chance!"
“You said it yourself, that was years ago! Zhong Hongqing is three years old now!” Zhong Chengren rolled his eyes. “You’re also of marriageable age, even Zhong Xiaoxiao was almost asked about her future husband…”
"Now Mom doesn't care about our feelings anymore! I think she just wants to get rid of us as soon as possible!"
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