Sigh, thinking about it this way, it really is full of difficulties.
However, Zhao Xiaohe remained determined, "Brother Shitou, let's start saving money now. Only with money can we get things done."
He Shitou nodded in agreement, "Yes, yes, we need to work and earn money!"
As night fell, two ambitious young men from the countryside walked along a rural road, chatting about their dreams.
After dinner, the villagers of Changfeng Village rarely come out after dark.
Families couldn't afford oil lamps, so they had to go to bed early.
When Zhao Xiaohe and He Shitou reached the back of Liu's house, a dark figure suddenly darted out from the front.
"Ah!" Zhao Xiaohe was startled.
He Shitou immediately became alert. "Who?"
In the darkness, Zhao Ergou slowly walked up to the two of them.
After Zhao Xiaohe and He Shitou saw who it was, He Shitou was a little annoyed.
"Zhao Ergou, what are you doing? Are you playing tricks on me in the middle of the night?!"
Zhao Ergou gave a sinister smile, "If I were a ghost, would you two still be standing here unharmed?"
Zhao Xiaohe frowned slightly, remembering Aunt He's instructions. He softened his tone and asked, "Brother Er Gou? Why aren't you home yet?"
"Go home?" Zhao Ergou sneered. "Isn't this all your father's doing? Do you think I'd dare go home now?"
"My dad?" Zhao Xiaohe was very confused. "What does your not going home have to do with my dad?"
“Yes, the village head has always been impartial. Do you have any objections?” He Shitou chimed in.
Zhao Ergou's face turned even colder and his eyes became somewhat frightening.
"Tell him to mind his own business, or else... don't blame me for being ruthless!" Zhao Ergou said, then turned and left.
Zhao Xiaohe and He Shitou were still shaken, and they looked at each other in the darkness.
"Brother Stone, please take me home before you leave," Zhao Xiaohe pleaded.
They were terrified of Zhao Ergou.
He Shitou nodded, and the two of them didn't chat any more along the way, but quickened their pace.
At Zhao Tingzhang's house, the adults had not yet rested.
Zhao Dahai would take Cheng Ying to the city to help out in the morning, and the two of them would usually not return until the afternoon.
Cheng Ying was efficient and hardworking. So she quickly got the hang of things at the restaurant, and after only two days, she was already quite familiar with it.
At this time, taking advantage of Zhao Xiaohe's absence, Liu took the opportunity to talk about Zhao Dahai and Cheng Ying.
“Dahai, Yingzi, you two should listen to me and adopt a child. We need to make plans as soon as possible; we can’t wait any longer,” Liu earnestly advised.
Zhao Dahai looked down at his toes and remained silent.
Cheng Ying also hesitated, unsure how to respond.
Zhao, the pavilion chief, took a distressed puff of his pipe. "What kind of idea is this? Can an adopted child be truly loved?"
Liu rolled her eyes at Zhao Tingzhang. This old man not only didn't say anything nice, but he also tried to undermine her.
"What do you mean, not close? Don't you know that a biological mother is not as close as an adoptive mother? Besides, that child was adopted and raised from a young age, what could he possibly know?"
Zhao Tingzhang coughed, knowing he couldn't win an argument with his wife anyway.
"If you adopt a child, whose child should you adopt?"
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