"Chunsheng, the adoption documents of the clan have been prepared overnight. All that's left is to fill in the name and stamp it."
The head of the village said this, and couldn't wait to take out the written document.
"It just so happens that these are the old documents for breaking off the relationship. I have brought them all. With these, even if your father doesn't come forward, I can go to the county government to stamp them with a red stamp."
The director was holding some papers.
"Come on, write your name yourself, write it here, and then stamp it. And Sanya, oh, Jinxiu's, and Wuya, Wuya, what's your name Jinxiu?"
Wu Ya said unhappily, "Grandpa Lizheng, 놖뇽 Jinfang, Song Jinfang. Please don't forget it again."
"Hey, okay, okay, Jinfang, Song Jinfang, each of the four of you will take one, sign and stamp with a red stamp, so that it will be neat and tidy to avoid confusion in the future.
Um, Jinfang, can you write your own name? If not..."
Song Jinfang shook her head and said proudly, "놖 can write. 놖 now knows a lot of words."
The village head smiled and said, "Oh, Jinfang is really amazing."
Xiao Qiusheng was not willing to lag behind, "I can also write my own name."
Song Lizheng immediately smiled. "Hey, your little grandson can write his name now? He speaks so fluently, what a good boy."
Song Jinxiu couldn't help but roll her eyes. So intimate. Preferring sons over daughters.
But think about it, they are now registered under the name of the Third Ancestor, according to the generation, the Third Ancestor should be their great grandfather.
The third grandfather is the third uncle of the village head grandfather. Now their relationship with the village head is within the fifth degree of mourning, so aren’t they his grandchildren?
Song Fuquan smiled and said, "Yesterday, I heard from my brother that you were going to be adopted by the Third Master, and Master was so happy that he brought out some good wine and drank two glasses.
He even dreamed at night that the Third Master smiled and gave him a thumbs-up. ”
The village head laughed and scolded, "You little bastard."
He sighed again and said, "Chunsheng, you solved a problem.
Initially, Uncle 놖 wanted to adopt 놖 under the name of his third uncle, and they had already kowtowed to him, but something happened to 놖꺶's brother.
There are only two brothers in our family. There was no other way, so we went back to our parents.
My parents promised that my child would be adopted by my uncle in the future. But later my uncle heard gossips from someone and said that he didn't want to adopt the child no matter what. Over the years, I have always felt that I have wronged my uncle.
That’s good now. Uncle San has a great-grandson, so his branch of the family is finally not broken. Grandpa is so happy! ”
The headman was so excited that he wiped his tears, stood up and said, "I'm going to the county government office now. Good morning, government officials."
The head of the village worked very quickly and returned home before noon.
"Chunsheng, when will you be discharged from the hospital and go home? Let Fuquan's car come to pick you up."
Song Chunsheng asked, "Grandpa, how is the house going? Is anyone living there?"
The head of the village laughed and said, "How can we build a house so quickly? Besides, Jinxiu has drawn several houses. It will take at least seven or eight days at the earliest."
Song Chunsheng was a little hesitant.
His leg has been discharged from the hospital. He has been put in a plaster cast but no dressings have been changed. He just needs to take care of it.
But I have nowhere to stay if I go home, and if I stay here, it seems like I'm taking advantage of others. After all, food and accommodation in this clinic are free.
The head of the village saw what he was thinking and said with a smile, "When you are discharged from the hospital, you should live at home first. Now that you are my grandson, it is only natural for you to live at home.
Song Chunsheng asked embarrassedly: "Will it be inconvenient? There is no empty room at home?"
Song Fuquan smiled and said, "It's okay. It just so happens that you live in the school, so Chunsheng will sleep in your room and squeeze in with you at night. I can take care of you when it's convenient for you.
Qiu Sheng slept on the bed, in the same room with Fugui.
San Ya, oh, Jinxiu and Jinfang, sleep in second sister's room. The second sister went to the eldest sister's house and was not at home. Even if she came back, the three girls could still squeeze in. Her bed is lovely. ”
The head of the village smiled and said, "Fuquan's arrangement is good."
Song Jinxiu also smiled and said, "Since Brother Fuquan has made all the arrangements, let's be discharged from the hospital today."
When Mrs. Li heard that Chunsheng was going to be discharged from the hospital, she was reluctant to let him go.
"Chunsheng, can you stay a few more days? Why are you in such a hurry? Wait for two more days. Grandpa will be back soon. It won't be too late to let him check you out before you are discharged."
His enthusiasm stunned both the village head and his grandson.
Fuquan said enviously: "Brother Chunsheng, you are so popular."
The corner of Song Chunsheng's mouth twitched. It wasn't that she was popular, it was that they were attracted by Jinxiu's talent. This little Mrs. Li was chasing after her master every day.
The ox cart was rumbling along, and several people were chatting and laughing along the way, and they were in a very good mood.
Song Jinfang and Xiao Qiu Sheng carefully supported the things in the car.
Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "No need to hold on. The ox cart is so slow and there are straw paper on it. It's okay even if it falls over."
Song Jinfang said, "Don't be afraid of anything else, but this almond is so sour that you need to hold it up. If you fall, it will break."
Xiao Qiusheng said: "Your candy won't fall down either, you have to hold it."
The village head asked, "You bought so much candy, did you eat it all?"
Xiao Qiusheng said: "I'm not eating this for myself. I'm going to give it to Xiangcao. And you, Grandpa, I'm going to give it to you, too."
Xiangcao is the little granddaughter of the village head.
"Oh, my little grandson is still the best." The head of the village laughed.
At this time, in the yard of Song Chunsheng's house at the east end of Songjia Village, people were busy building a house.
At the Song family, the atmosphere was very tense.
Song Xiaoshi had a gloomy face and smoked his pipe in silence.
Old Lady Song glared at her third son and said, "You went just because I told you to. What's wrong? Do you ignore what your parents say?"
"I won't go. We've already broken up. How can I rush to beg you?"
Widow Sun held her newly discovered pregnant belly and said softly, "Sanlang, your parents didn't ask you to beg for more children. You are their father, and it is only natural for you to want them to come home. Why are you asking for them?"
Old Lady Song raised her triangular eye and asked, "What home do you want to go back to? Did you tell them to go home?"
Widow Sun asked in confusion: "So, what does mother mean?"
"I just want you to go ask that wolf cub for money. Sanya was raised by us and has eaten our rice for more than ten years. He said he would sell her? We have to pay for this money."
"How much is a girl for? He has to take care of her legs and build a house. It's unclear if there's any money left. I'm not going."
Song Sanzhu didn't want to go. Ever since the breakup of the engagement, people in the village had been saying all kinds of things about him, and he couldn't afford to lose face.
Song Yushi suddenly said, "Then leave the new house behind. Erlang is also getting married, and with that house, Erlang's marriage will also be settled."
"This..." Widow Sun curled her lips. She thought she would feel better if she asked for the money, but she didn't expect that the old man would fall in love with someone else's house.
snort!
Didn't she say that if she wanted silver, she might give her some, but if she wanted a house, the clan wouldn't agree? Didn't you see that the village head has always been the one taking the lead in this matter?
Those kids haven't even shown up yet, and the village head has been running around to build a house. Do you want to move in? What are you daydreaming about?
Besides, even if she were to come back, she wouldn't have a place there. Didn't the old man say that he would find a wife for Jilang and Jilang?
Widow Sun kicked Song Sanzhu in dissatisfaction, hugged her stomach, and turned away.
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