Zhao Dayong praised his daughter-in-law, "Not only must she be capable and filial, but she can't be too soft-tempered. Think about it, our son is strong enough. If there is another strong one, they won't be able to survive."
"I'm afraid that I can't manage the family if I'm gentle."
"Do you think our son will let his daughter-in-law manage the household? He must have the money in his own hands. He doesn't know what his own children are like. Dazhuzi is wild and has many ideas."
"Once you start a family, you won't have to think too much."
"What if he's like his father, and he has no chance and hopes his son can fulfill his dream?"
Mrs. Xu's eyes widened. "No way, he wants to starve himself to death?"
"Who knows? He knows it himself. I tell you, we should not interfere in his affairs after he gets married."
Mrs. Xi said nothing. No matter how old her child was, he was still a child in her heart. How could she not care about him or not worry about him?
"Why don't I find a matchmaker first and let her take a look?"
"good."
"What are we going to do next year? Two out of three people will definitely make trouble."
"There's nothing we can do about it. We can't afford to support more people."
"But we agreed that whoever is better at studying will continue studying."
"There will always be a way out when you reach the mountain. We'll talk about the future later." Zhao Dayong said calmly, but he was actually very annoyed. He was a little disappointed with his youngest son and secretly told him several times that he must make some achievements, but he just wouldn't listen. They were still laughing and playing, and he was the worst academically among the three.
If he protects him at that time, his two sons will definitely go crazy. I can't think about it. It gives me a severe headache.
Old Sun carried her bag and walked all the way to the end of the village. Many people in the village saw the bag on her and thought it was a gift from her to mend the clothes she made for Zhao Laosan. I wanted to ask a few questions, but seeing that she looked sour as if someone owed her a thousand taels of silver, I tactfully shut up.
The whole village knew about her fierceness.
"If she is reluctant, she might as well not send it off. Her face is longer than the hills behind. Is she trying to please Xu Lao San or to cause trouble for him?"
"That's right. If I didn't know, I would have thought she was arguing with Zhao Dashu."
"The son she used to look down on has become rich and even left her. Now she's trying to please him, so it's understandable that she's in a bad mood."
"But if she's like this, even if the clothes are made well, I'm afraid Zhao Lao San won't be happy."
“Of course not…”
No matter how hard one tried, they would never have imagined that her clothes would be in Old Sun's bag. At her old age, she ran away from home and lived with her youngest son, whom she despised the most!
"Kuzi, the old lady is here."
"Which old lady? Are you looking for Madam? Why are you looking for me?" Zhao Dashu, who was holding a book and shaking his head while memorizing, asked casually. He thought it was the old lady who came to chat with his wife.
"The old lady of the old house."
"My mother? She's here? What is she doing here?"
The housekeeper thought about what he had just heard and found it hard to describe. The master and the mistress were in great trouble and they would never be able to keep quiet.
"She said she wants to live here in the future and won't go back to the old house."
"Ah? Living here? My dad is here too?"
The butler shook his head. Looking at the old lady's expression, he knew that she must have had a quarrel with the old master.
"Let me take a look." Zhao Dashu walked in a hurry. He knew his mother well. She never said anything nice. It was not an exaggeration to say that she was a demon.
He was afraid that she would bully his wife.
"mother!"
Old Mrs. Sun was sitting in the main room, holding a small bundle. She looked at Zhao Dashu at the door and her heart ached for no reason. She looked like an old chicken that had been lost, helpless and lonely. Her old body shrank into a small shape as she sat on the chair, looking pitiful no matter how you looked at her.
"Third brother, mother has come to seek refuge with you!" When Mrs. Sun saw her son, she felt like she had seen her backbone. She walked in front of Zhao Dashu in a few steps and grabbed his sleeve and refused to let go.
Song and Zhao Xiaoyu saw this scene when they pulled Li Xi in...
Not only did Old Sun grab Zhao Dashu, she also cried loudly, listing Old Man Zhao's faults while crying and burping as she did so.
Mrs. Song handed her a cup of warm tea, and Mrs. Sun drank it in one gulp. "Give me another cup, no, two cups." What kind of cup is that from the third brother's family? How can she quench her thirst by drinking from it one cup at a time?
Zhao Xiaoyu picked up a teapot with mixed feelings, and poured it for Mrs. Song and then for Mrs. Sun.
Zhao Dashu couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. I'm really thirsty from crying. But he also understood that the two of them had a big fight over Dazhuzi's imminent marriage, and then his mother ran away from home out of spite.
But he didn't want to take over his mother. She was too difficult and hard to serve, and also sarcastic and mean. He was afraid that she would bully his wife and daughter.
His mother is disrespectful to the elderly and does things according to her temper and is very aggressive.
"Mom, is there anyone stopping you from going out?"
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