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Chapter 12 What if

A village knows the truth and the introduction is reliable. The most important thing is that the parents nodded. As long as Dongyang responds to her and Li Bai's affairs, it will be a sure thing.

However, Dongyang was not interested in Li Bai, frowned and refused, "I think we are not suitable, I feel..."

"What do you know?" Old Mrs. Wu interrupted as if she knew what she was going to say: "You are young and ignorant. I will make the decision on your marriage so big, and that's it..."

Before the words "determined" were expressed, Dongyang said firmly: "My mother, you have started to find a husband for me. Where is I still young? I have to live my life in the future, and I have to decide what kind of husband I will find. You have found it for me now. If I don't live well, I will blame you for your whole life!"

In other words, if she finds someone to get married, even if she doesn't live well in the future, she will suffer on her own and feel that she won't blame others.

Old Mrs. Wu understood what she meant, but she still felt that her idea was wrong, and she was too young and thought too little.

"I would rather you blame me for the rest of your life than you will have a bad life," said Old Mrs. Wu very firmly.

Dongyang is not afraid of being timid, and he is even less afraid of being reasonable.

"Milk, how do you know that if you don't listen to you, I will definitely not be able to live well? How can you be able to live well if you listen to you? No one knows what you will do in the future. Whether it is good or bad depends on how I live. I just want to find someone I like. Isn't this okay?" Dong Yang said patiently.

The grandparents and grandchildren were unwilling to give in. My aunt and Li Bai were particularly embarrassed. They couldn't eat this food, so they just found an excuse to leave in a hurry.

There are only two grandparents left in the family, and Dongyang's words are even more straightforward.

"My mama, I like Wen Xiaoshan. I feel unwilling to marry someone like that in this life, and I will never be happy in my life." Dong Yang held the hand of Mrs. Wu and said stubbornly and aggrievedly: "Grandma, even if Wen Xiaoshan and I really failed in the end, can you let me try it? I will marry someone like this without doing anything. I am not willing to, really unwilling to accept it."

As soon as she softened her heart, Old Mrs. Wu's tone became softer.

The old lady sighed and said, "You are not our granddaughter, but you are just as stubborn as your grandfather."

The affairs of Mrs. Wu and her husband are also worth talking about.

Old Mrs. Wu had a husband in front of her. She died just a few years after she got married. Although it was not difficult for her to live alone, it was definitely not easy.

Many people introduced her to her partner and advised her to remarry. She also knew that remarrying was the best choice, but she was unwilling to marry men who were either very old or widowed with children or physically defective.

The villagers who were about the same age as her were married, and only a few of them were a few years younger than her and had not yet gotten married. She felt that it was not suitable, and the men were young and didn't take care of the matter. But in the end, she fell into the hands of a man who was five years younger than her.

Old Man Wu has many children at home. He has worked with him at a young age. He is sensible early and has his own opinions.

He had long been fond of Mrs. Wu, but unfortunately he was less than 20 years old at that time, so it was too early to talk about marriage. He had no choice but to watch Mrs. Wu marry someone else.

Later, when he got old, Old Mrs. Wu was alone, wouldn't that be right?

When the two were together at the beginning, the villagers were not optimistic about it and felt that life was not long.

As it turns out, the villagers are thinking too much. The couple is living a good life, except that they have never had children, there is nothing else to say.

Later, Old Man Wu passed away, and Old Mrs. Wu raised the child he picked up by herself. His life was plain and simple, and it was not bad.

After careful calculation, Old Man Wu has been away for more than 20 years. Old Mrs. Wu also mentioned from time to time that there are many old objects left by the old man at home, and there are even clothes worn by the old man in the cabinet. The details that outsiders do not take these details just show how deep Mrs. Wu has about her husband.

Now that Mrs. Wu mentioned the old man, Dongyang had something even more to say.

"My grandma, back then, everyone in the village said that you and grandpa were impossible, and they couldn't live together sooner or later, but you can tell me, do you regret marrying grandpa?" Dongyang asked his soul.

The eyes of Mrs. Wu slowly filled with tears, and after a long time, she said: "Then try it, don't be too stubborn, leave yourself a way out."

After convinced Mrs. Wu, Dongyang was quite happy, but she couldn't be happy when she looked at the cold food on the table.

It's almost seven o'clock in the evening now. I guess Zhang Kuang has finished dinner at this point. The plan to deliver meals to pursue his husband was setback at the beginning, which is definitely not a good sign.

After dinner, Dongyang cleaned up and wiped the old lady Wu's body. After work, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening. She washed her hair herself and planned to go to bed when her hair was dry.

Sitting on the end of the kang, I was wet with my hair. Suddenly, I heard a strange noise from the base of the front yard wall. Old Mrs. Wu's ears were not as good as hers, and she seemed to have not heard them.

Dongyang was afraid that the old lady would be afraid, so he didn't tell her, and he just found an excuse to go out to check it out.

When she came out, she also passed a piece of firewood as thick as an arm from the kitchen in case of emergency.

Of course, the big stick is useless, because the rustling sound of squatting under the wall is arrogance.

"What are you doing?" Dongyang leaned over and asked whisperedly, "What are you doing when you don't sleep at this night when you run under the wall of my house? I'm so scared."

Zhang Kuang felt aggrieved and said pitifully: "I'm still waiting for your supper, I'm so hungry."

Dongyang:...

This person is playing a tough trick with her!

I thought it through, but I felt sorry for him to be hungry until now.

"I won't let you enter the door so late. You can wait here. I'll serve you some food. You can squat here and eat it." Dongyang said to him.

Even the leftovers are savory, and even the leftovers are delicious. If it weren't for the fear that Old Mrs. Wu would want to smack her lips when she heard him.

"Why didn't you go to deliver food to me?" Zhang Kuang asked during the meal.

Dongyang did not hide it and told his aunt that he brought Li Bai to his house. Finally, he promised: "Do you start delivering food tomorrow, regardless of wind and rain, there will definitely be no accidents."

Zhang Kuang didn't say much, but Dongyang had already solved the problem anyway.

After dinner, Zhang Kuang told Dongyang the second purpose of touching it tonight.

"I think it's not a big deal to just deliver food. It takes a lot of time to catch up with me. I thought of a better way, you can do a two-pronged approach!" Zhang proudly said: "Tomorrow you will start to pester me and ask me to teach you how to read and write. First, it can increase the interaction time between us. Second, it can be considered as finding a way out for Wu Qing and Wen Xiaoshan."
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