Chapter 93 Chapter 93 Recognition

He Liang didn't plan on having a big wedding banquet. As long as all the people who should be invited were present, they could just have a meal in a restaurant and that was it.

I don't know if she was protecting her parents or was really thrifty, but Zhou Shanxiu didn't even bother to wash her hair. She just wore a red dress and toasted everyone with her face toward the sky.

The meal went smoothly. With Shi Guoqiang pressuring him, Shi Xiangqian didn't dare to say anything extra. He even stuffed a red envelope into He Liang's pocket before leaving.

It’s a pity that Wang Nian never found a chance to ask about the video room from beginning to end.

According to custom, newlyweds will visit the homes of their elders on both sides within three months of their marriage to get acquainted with each other.

Shi Xiangqian had made it clear in advance that there was no need for the wedding acquaintance, using the excuse that everyone at home was busy. The girl had no relatives to take care of her, so in the end, only Shi Xiangming, the third uncle, was left to follow custom and welcome his nephew's wife to the wedding acquaintance.

After waiting for more than two months, He Liang finally found time to bring his whole family to visit his third uncle's home.

The afterglow of summer gradually fades away in the gentle autumn breeze. The sycamore trees on Guanghua Street are shedding leaves in a riot of colour, adding even more charm to the small western-style buildings on both sides of the street.

Romance is for passers-by to see. The people who actually live here argue every day about who should sweep the fallen leaves. However, Wang Nian who lives in No. 15 does not have such worries because she and her family are the only ones living in the house, and the work of sweeping the fallen leaves can never be put on anyone else.

Early in the morning, Shi Xiangming and Shi Shuwen were sweeping up fallen leaves with brooms. The father and son occasionally discussed some mechanical principles that Wang Nian could not understand at all.

"Is the restaurant closed today?"

"Take a day off." Wang Nian answered the neighboring elder sister casually, and glanced at the pot she was holding: "Is my daughter-in-law making noodles again?"

This lady is the neighbor who came to buy beef noodles on the first day of opening. Since then, she has bought a pot every few days, and she always brings the pot with her.

"This time it's not my daughter-in-law, it's my husband and son." The eldest sister replied honestly.

The first time was when the daughter-in-law made noodles, but Wang Nian was honest and thought that there was no way he could finish such a big pot of noodles.

In the end, it all benefited other people in the family, and the leftover soup was delicious when added to some instant noodles.

That’s why my eldest sister always brought a pot to buy noodles. For two yuan, the whole family could eat enough and the food was good.

"Come back tomorrow! The restaurant will start serving breakfast tomorrow." said Wang Nian.

"Okay. I'll come back tomorrow morning." The elder sister agreed cheerfully. Seeing Wang Nian peeling peanuts, she curiously asked, "Where did you buy the peanuts that are so fresh and still have mud on them?"

"We grow them at home. Big sister, take some home to taste."

This made the eldest sister very happy, and she went home happily holding the peanuts.

Wang Nian handed all the peanuts that were not peeled in the scoop to Shi Shuwen: "Send some peanuts to your Aunt Yuying, and ask her to come over for dinner tonight."

"good."

He agreed verbally, put down the dustpan and swept all the fallen leaves to the door, then Shi Shuwen picked it up again to run errands.

"Has Shuwen grown a beard?"

The moment he lowered his head, he could see blue stubble on his chin on his still slightly immature face. Wang Nian couldn't help but sigh.

"Maybe in two years we'll become parents-in-law." Shi Xiangming joked.

"I feel like it's a suspense." Throwing out a peeled peanut, Shi Xiangming caught it accurately. Wang Nian smiled and continued, "We don't know what kind of personality our son has yet. I'm afraid he'll have trouble getting married."

Accidentally...my words came true!

However, at this moment the couple certainly did not know what would happen in the future. Wang Nian even smiled and analyzed which of the three children would get married first.

They both agreed that it should be Shi Wan.

Even though the girl is only twelve or thirteen years old, her favorite TV series are family dramas and romance dramas. Her classic motto is: If I get married in the future, I will definitely not do this or that.

As for the one who got married last, the two had some differences.

Wang Nian believed it was the eldest son because the teacher reported that a female classmate slipped a note into his desk, and the note was handed over to the teacher in a blink of an eye.

Not only does he have no interest in love between men and women, he also despises students who fall in love too early, saying that they are ruining the most critical three years of their lives.

Getting into a good university or failing to get into one may be the key node that changes the fate of dozens of students in the same class.

As for why Shi Xiangming chose his youngest son.

"Mom, do I look like a soldier?"

Shi Feiying, who came out like the wind, was wearing an old-fashioned military cap given by Meng Cheng, and the military uniform on his body was a children's version specially customized by Shi Xiangming at the Labor Insurance Bureau.

In addition, there was an old military water bottle that he found from somewhere and a plastic gun that he strung with a rope and slung over his shoulder.

"Like." Wang Nian gave a thumbs up.

"When I grow up, I will protect my country."

"Mom and Dad are waiting for us to protect Feiying so that bad guys will never dare to bully us again."

"hey-hey."

Feeling a little embarrassed by what she said, Shi Feiying pursed her face and ran home in a hurry.

Shi Xiangming had already swept all the fallen leaves into a basket, intending to take it to the backyard to make a nest for the chickens, and save the rest for starting a fire.

"Call my second sister and her family later. If they come over at noon, I can cook breakfast early."

"I'll make a phone call first..."

The couple walked into the house while talking, leaving the door half open.

As soon as they entered, He Liang's car stopped on the side of the road.

"It seems that the man Wang Nian married is quite capable. The house looks nice."

Zhou Jianjun, who was sitting in the back seat, began to comment on the house in front of him through the glass window. Zhou Shanxiu's face changed immediately after he said it.

"Didn't I tell you to call me Third Aunt? Don't keep calling me that."

"I just said it casually." Zhou Jianjun said with an apologetic smile.

I haven't felt anything else in these two months, but I was beaten up a few times by strong girls. I finally know what to say and when.

"How did it become a shop?"

When Zhou Shanxiu looked over there, he found that the room in front of him had become two shops, and there was no trace of the front door.

"Uncle San didn't say he was moving, so he should be here." He Liang also looked over, then hurriedly said, "I have to go back to pick up my parents, you go ask around first."

One car can seat four or five people. His mother suggested that the others take the bus, but his father-in-law and mother-in-law refused. So He Liang could only make two trips back and forth.

As soon as Zhou Shanxiu and his companions got out of the car, it disappeared in a cloud of dust in an instant.

"[Home Restaurant], how did it become a restaurant?" Zhou Shanxiu looked at the words on the sign and looked inside the restaurant: "My third uncle and his family won't move away, right?"

"No, this restaurant is owned by my mother."

Shi Shuwen, who had brought over half a basket of peanuts and a full basket of foreign biscuits, spoke slowly, then raised his hand and pushed open all the glass doors.

"My third aunt opened a restaurant?" Zhou Shanxiu was surprised. At the same time, he had a bigger question in his mind: "Can the public housing of the unit be modified at will?"

"This house was left to my parents by my great-grandfather..."

The matter of the house certainly could not be hidden from the children, so Wang Nian told them everything that happened in detail, but he only mentioned the house.

So Shi Shuwen was talking about what he knew, but even so it was enough to surprise Zhou Shanxiu.

The world is unpredictable. Who could have imagined that Wang Nian, who was once a member of a brigade, would live a life that many people today dare not even imagine.

Zhou Shanxiu couldn't help but recall the time when he shamelessly ran to Shi Xiangming's dormitory for a blind date.

Just a one or two second memory was enough to make Zhou Shanxiu blush with shame, and for a moment he didn't know how to face... his third uncle.

"Sister, do you still have a share in this house?" Zhou Jianjun suddenly spoke again, and even felt that what he said made sense.

Since he is Shi Xiangming's grandfather, he is also Shi Guizhi's grandfather. Even if his daughter cannot split it equally, she should at least get some leftovers.

Shi Shuwen turned around, glanced at Zhou Jianjun calmly and said nothing.

"Shut up!" Zhou Shanxiu scolded directly with a cold face: "This great grandfather has nothing to do with mom."

Zhou Jianjun curled his lips.

Shi Shuwen turned around and continued to lead the way, seemingly inadvertently raising the sieve a little higher, leaving Zhou Jianjun's son, who was trying to secretly grab the candy, empty-handed.

"You." Zhou Shanxiu felt so ashamed that he pulled the boy to Zhou Jianjun's side and said, "Keep a good child. He doesn't learn good things but some sneaky things."

"Why are you so stingy? It's just a few candies for the child!" Zhou Jianjun protected his son behind him and rolled his eyes with an indifferent look on his face.

"A few candies, look in his pocket."

It was obviously not as simple as just taking one and eating it, because both of his trouser pockets were bulging with food, and I had no idea how many times he had secretly grabbed some.

At this moment, Zhou Shanxiu was extremely regretful for bringing his mother's family to meet the family. They had done some embarrassing things before even entering the house, and who knew what nonsense they would say later.

Her worries were not unfounded, because from the moment Zhou Jianjun entered the front yard, he had not said a single pleasant word.

One moment he complained that it was a waste to leave the house empty, the next moment he brought up the matter of having a share in the house.

Finally, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he muttered to himself and stopped talking to himself.

"The weather has been nice lately, let's sit in the yard and play for a while."

Fortunately, Wang Nian didn't hear all these mumblings. He had just been in the yard building a chicken coop with Shi Xiangming. When he came out, Zhou Jianjun had already been scolded by Zhou Shanxiu.

"The house has been renovated and looks very beautiful. It looks much more spacious." Zhou Shanxiu exclaimed as he looked around.

"It was all your third aunt's idea. I don't have the level of appreciation for it." Shi Xiangming smiled humbly.

A set of tables, chairs and benches are placed under the grape trellis. The sunlight from overhead cannot shine in, but a faint fruity fragrance can be smelled at the tip of the nose.

Shi Xiangming and Wang Nianxia like to sit here and chat while drinking tea in the summer. It is a rare time for the couple to relax.

"Build...build an army."

Everyone sat down, and only Zhou Jianjun's wife, who had almost no presence, pulled Zhou Jianjun with an embarrassed look on her face: "I want to go to the toilet."

"The toilet is in the front yard." Wang Nian was about to stand up and lead the way: "I'll take you there."

"Why didn't you say it just now!" Zhou Jianjun pulled back his sleeves with a gloomy face: "My mother always said that lazy people poop a lot, they poop without doing any work!"

"Then drink less water." Wang Nian looked at Zhou Jianjun with a smile, and before turning away, she added, "There is no men's toilet in our house. If you want to go to the toilet, you can only go to the public toilet across the street."

"I usually go to the toilet across the street." Shi Xiangming smiled faintly.

Even though he knew it was intentional, what could he do? Zhou Shanxiu said nothing with an ugly face. How could Zhou Jianjun, a not even remotely related relative of his, jump up and curse at others?

Wang Nian led the woman to the toilet in the front yard.

Before the woman entered the restroom, she looked outside the door. Was she really looking for the words "female restroom"?

"Thank you, my dear... my aunt." The woman looked at Wang Nian timidly, and seemed to think for a moment before she patted her chest and said, "My name is Xuehua, the snowflake that snows in winter."

"Snowflake girl, please go to the toilet! Women can't hold their urine."

"Yeah!" Xuehua nodded heavily.

After the urge to urinate that she had been holding in for the whole journey faded away, Xuehua felt a little embarrassed. She rinsed the floor thoroughly before finally leaving the bathroom.

She was relieved that Wang Nian was not waiting outside the door.

"What time does it open tomorrow morning?"

"Half past seven."

"I heard you were planning to sell breakfast?"

"I sell some steamed buns, steamed bread and noodles. I don't have time to make anything else complicated."

"Okay! I'll come tomorrow morning then."

At this time, Wang Nian was standing at the kitchen door talking to an old man. Then the old man took out a bunch of keys or something from his pocket and handed it to him.

The snowflakes could only stand far away and watch, not daring to go near.

"This is the key to the East and West Room. From now on, the house will be yours... Please take good care of it."

The house transfer procedure was complicated, mainly because the house was too large. It took Wang Nian two full months to get the certificate.

Mr. Xu made this special trip not only to give the dispensable key, but also mainly to say those last words.

"Mr. Xu, don't worry!" Wang Nian took the key with a smile.

Master Xu took a look around the houses and was really confused: "Are you planning to live in this old house or sell it?"

"Live by yourself." Wang Nian said.

"I think your house is good enough, you still think it's too small!"

"It will be for the two of us to live in. We plan to grow some vegetables before our children start their own families."

After getting the house, Wang Nian immediately hired a renovation team to redesign the old house. He did not plan to restore the second courtyard that was demolished during a special period.

The reason why we are busy with the renovation right now is not so that we can move in as soon as possible, but because after the housing management law is strictly enforced, we may not be able to build whatever we want.

The large, desolate backyard became Wang Nian’s second vegetable garden.

"It's your house from now on, you can do whatever you want with it."

Mr. Xu was open-minded and left with a smile, waving his hand.

"Third aunt." Xuehua then spoke timidly.

"Xuehua, are you from Changshenggou?" Wang Nian hung the key ring on the nail beside the door and raised his hand to call Xuehua: "Come and help me choose vegetables. You can see that you are not sitting comfortably in the backyard."

Xuehua smiled gratefully and sat down on the small bench opposite.

"My mother's home is in Majiapo, which is more than five hours away from the Red Flag Brigade!"

"That's quite far. Who told you that the matchmaking is so far away?"

"It's our village..."

Xuehua’s full name is Lian Xuehua. Because her parents died early, she grew up with her grandparents.

The aunt, who had just turned seventeen, was already arranging for a marriage partner, saying that the girl had to be married before she reached adulthood, otherwise she would bring bad luck to her family.

Later, the Zhou family paid a betrothal gift of 2,000 yuan, and she started living with Zhou Jianjun with a mattress on her back.

"How long have you been married?"

Wang Nian sensed something was wrong from these fragmentary words. It turned out that Lian Xuehua was not just young in appearance, but really young...

"I will be eighteen early next year."

"You mean you are not yet eighteen?" Wang Nian put down the dish and frowned.

The Marriage Law clearly stipulates that women must be at least 18 years old to get married, which means that Zhou Jianjun and Lian Xuehua do not have a marriage certificate at all, and at most they are just living together at the moment.

Another question is... who gave birth to Zhou Jianjun's son?