What's the point of raising it?
I can't afford to raise them!
I'm not raising them anymore!
"hehe."
Xue Ru gave an awkward laugh.
Yu Mingxiang scoffed and turned her head toward the bed.
Are they relying on their eldest son and his wife to support the family?
Don't think she doesn't know that most of the young couple's salaries are used to support their research. Their combined savings are probably less than 500 yuan. If they support her, she'll starve.
It's more reliable to rely on yourself.
Qin Weiguo was a little annoyed by his mother's reaction.
"Mom, what are you tsk about? Are you making fun of me?"
"Nothing like that, I was just being sarcastic."
Qin Weiguo looked puzzled. "Is there a difference?"
"There's a big difference; at least I didn't laugh."
"..."
A family of four, chatting and laughing, headed towards a new life in a rural village thousands of miles away.
A sprightly old woman with white hair was chasing a middle-aged man with a fire poker.
"Gu Guanhai, you stop right there! I'll beat you to death!"
"I may be a little blind, but I'm not stupid. Do you think I'd just stand there and let you hit me?"
"You bastard!"
"..."
A moment later.
The old woman was panting heavily, leaning on a fire poker, glaring at her eldest son who was circling the millstone with her. She really couldn't keep going anymore.
"Three now!"
The old woman held up three fingers, her face contorted with rage. "You've only been back for half a day, and the matchmaker has already introduced you to three women. Haven't you found a single one you like?"
"No."
Gu Guanhai stood opposite the millstone, grinning at his mother, "Although I haven't found a woman I like, I cured your illness, Mother! Look how energetic you are now, you can even chase me all over the village!"
His mother wasn't like this when he first arrived home.
Back then, his mother was lying in bed with about two pounds of flour smeared on her face; she looked terrifying. But now…
He was being chased and beaten by his "dying" old mother!
Hey!
Grandma Gu: ...
Once he had recovered, he picked up the fire poker and continued the chase.
"I'll beat you to death, you bastard! You're over forty and still blind, and you still have the nerve to pick and choose a wife? Do you think you're some healthy young man in your early twenties?"
"Even if I'm blind, you can't give me a child who's congenitally mentally disabled or has developed a limp!"
"So what if you're demented? So what if you're lame? People won't mind if you're blind because you're demented, and people won't chase after you to beat you up because you're lame!"
"..."
Grandma Gu ultimately failed to catch up with Gu Guanhai.
However, Gu Guanhai didn't fare well either.
Because his own mother locked him out of the house.
Summoned home from afar, Gu Guanhai, only to find himself homeless upon arrival, looked up at the sky with sorrow.
This action reminded him of the busty woman he had met a few days ago.
He originally didn't want to get married, but if...
He meant if Ha.
If his mother found him someone like that, he might have agreed...
With his mother always carrying a fire poker, Gu Guanhai didn't dare to go back. He stayed overnight at the home of an old village chief he knew. The next day, he got up early to look for a place to stay.
at the same time.
After a day and a night on the train, Yu Mingxiang and her family arrived at the town at the foot of Baishan Mountain.
Eighteen years ago, when her daughter was born, Yu Mingxiang came here on a mission, but that memory is now two lifetimes away for her, and she can hardly remember many things from that distant time.
However, she could clearly feel the difference between going to the countryside and being sent down to the countryside, because as educated youth sent to the countryside, they were not searched or paraded through the streets after arriving in the town. Instead, they were picked up by the people of Hedao Village after completing the registration.
"Are you... Dr. Yu? The Dr. Yu who came to our village eighteen years ago to do health education?"
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