"Let me talk to Xiao Lei. Maybe he doesn't have a father or a mother who loves him, and he doesn't have a heart, so he will agree."
Zhao Xiaoyu was speechless. Is she that bad? It makes him feel like being married to her is a disadvantage.
Marrying into the Zhao family must be the blessing they had burned in their previous life!
"Dad, after you ask, if they don't want to, then forget it. We won't force them." Two-legged frogs are hard to find, but there is no shortage of men.
"As you say!"
After Zhao Dashu had eaten, he went to find Xiao Lei. He was an impatient man and had to do things immediately if he wanted to do them. He couldn't wait.
"My daughter, your family is waiting for news from your father."
Zhao Xiaoyu waved her hand, "Mom, I'm going to the mountain."
"Why are you going up the mountain again? It's dangerous up there. Don't go. Our family doesn't need you to go up the mountain to support us. Don't go."
"I'm just bored, so I'll go upstairs to look for treasures. I'll come down in the evening."
Mrs. Song felt a little worried as she watched her daughter go out with the basket on her back. What if the hunters really came in? One of them was wild and the other was even wilder. If they were together, she and the head of the household would not be able to keep an eye on them.
What if I run to the mountains every day?
Song was worried, very worried.
"Xiao Lei, it's time to go out!" He was carrying a bow and arrow and a backpack, and it seemed that he was preparing to go up the mountain to hunt.
"Uncle."
"I want to talk to you a little bit, are you free?"
Xiao Lei immediately led the man into the house and brought him a stool. "Uncle, wait a moment. I'll boil a bowl of warm water."
Zhao Dashu looked around the shabby house he lived in, his disdainful frown barely enough to kill mosquitoes. It was clean enough, but there was really nothing in it except a broken table and a broken kang. You can still see the light outside from inside the room. Looking up, it was a rainy day. It was raining heavily outside and drizzling inside.
My daughter is right. It is the good fortune of this boy's ancestors that he married into the Zhao family. What kind of life is he living?
"Uncle, drink some water, the bowl is clean." It just had a few holes in it.
"How old are you?" He couldn't quite remember when this boy was born.
"Fifteen." Xiao Lei sat upright, wondering why Uncle Zhao suddenly came to his house to ask these questions?
Oh, he is three years older than Xiaoyu from their family, just right.
"Has your father arranged a wife for you?" He was a man of principles. If the woman was already taken, he would not continue talking.
"No, Uncle Zhao should know that I moved out of the house after my father married my stepmother. How could they possibly find a wife for me to marry off?"
"Oh, didn't your father tell you to arrange a marriage for you at your current age?"
"No." Xiao Lei lowered his head. Which parents would marry their daughter to him, so that she would work like a slave for the Xiao family for the rest of her life?
"What do you think of our Xiaoyu?"
There was a bolt of thunder out of nowhere, and Xiao Lei was so shocked that he was speechless. She is a young lady now, after all. How can she have any relationship with a poor boy like him?
Uncle Zhao made him happy?
"Uncle, I..."
Zhao Dashu waved his hand to stop him from continuing. "I know your situation very well. My Xiaoyu is like this, and I will never marry you and suffer."
He knew that Uncle Zhao was just teasing him.
"However, my daughter, you should also know that I don't have a son, and Xiaoyu will never marry out in the future." As he said that, Zhao Dashu looked up and down at the young man in front of him again.
He goes up the mountain every day. He is very tall and strong, with a very dark face, but his facial features are okay.
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