Chapter 127

Time is a ruler, measuring people, hearts, and distances; the human heart is a scale, weighing lightness, heaviness, and feelings.

Even though they hadn't seen each other for more than 20 years, Zhao Jing's feelings for Li Jianguo remained unchanged.

Although she was considerate and meticulous toward her husband after marriage, she had never hidden her feelings for Li Jianguo; she was honest before marriage and didn't deliberately avoid it after.

On the contrary, Li Li loved and hated Li Jianguo, but felt more envy than anything else.

But Li Li and Zhao Jing, as a couple, had never quarreled because of this, and even occasionally teased each other about it.

The 11 o'clock bus passed through Hui County, Huamen, Liudouzhai, Jianhua, Qijiang, and Yanggu'ao.

The next stop was the destination, Simenqian Town.

As soon as the car entered the small town, Zhao Jing couldn't help but roll down the window and poke her head out to look. After a long while, she said to Li Heng beside her: "It's been more than 20 years, it feels like it's still the same."

Li Heng felt the same: "The town is in a remote location, and the thinking is relatively conservative. Even if the call for reform and opening up is causing huge changes outside, it won't affect this place in the short term."

Zhao Jing felt this made sense and asked with concern: "What about your parents? Have they changed much?"

Li Heng was surprised: "Auntie, haven't you received photos of my mother?"

Zhao Jing shook her head and sighed: "Ever since your father was dismissed from public office, she hasn't sent any photos. It's been many years, sigh."

As they chatted, the bus pulled into the station and stopped by the side of the road. Before getting off, Zhang Zhiyong, whose gaze was wandering everywhere, pulled Li Heng:

"Old Heng, your mom is at the entrance of the Post Office."

Following the dim-witted one's gaze, Li Heng indeed saw his own mother, Comrade Tian Run'e. As luck would have it, she was chatting with Wei Shiman next to the dark green mailbox.

Li Heng muttered to himself: Since when did these two have so much to talk about?

In the past, they only had a pure buyer-seller relationship; one sold rice, the other bought rice. Other than that, they had nothing else to say.

After saying a few words to Zhao Jing and Li Ran, Li Heng quickly got off the bus and headed straight for the post office entrance: "Mom, why are you here?"

Suddenly hearing her son's voice, Tian Run'e was stunned, then quickly turned around and smiled warmly: "Manzai, you're back. Mom just called your Aunt Zhao Jing, but couldn't get through..."

Before she could finish, she caught sight of Zhao Jing and her daughter crossing the road and immediately hurried over to greet them: "Zhao Jing? Am I seeing things? You actually came."

Tian Run'e's face was full of joy as she said this. Meeting an old friend she hadn't seen in years, her eyes were filled with nothing but surprise and delight.

"I just got back from Gansu, so I came to see you and Jianguo."

"So you've moved back to Xiangnan?"

"Yes, Li Li has left, and I have no more ties there, so I plan to come back to retire. Run'e, are you welcoming?"

"Only 50, and you're talking about retiring? Isn't that a bit too fast?"

Once the topic was raised, the two excited best friends talked endlessly, to the point that Wei Shiman at the post office entrance was forgotten.

Afraid that his future mother-in-law would feel awkward, Li Heng took the initiative to greet Wei Shiman: "Good afternoon, Auntie."

"Eh, good afternoon, Li Heng. Did you just get back from outside?" Wei Shiman looked him over and asked casually.

"Yes, went out for a stroll..."

Li Heng was halfway through his sentence when he saw Xiao Han walking out of the post office: "Old classmate, congratulations on getting into Shanghai Medical University."

In public, Xiao Han was a cool, self-possessed girl with an elegant demeanor. She gave a faint "mm" and said to Wei Shiman: "Mom, I'm hungry, let's go home and eat."

Seeing her daughter's "strangers keep away" attitude, Wei Shiman smiled apologetically at Li Heng and turned to leave the area with her daughter.

On the way back, Wei Shiman asked: "Didn't I tell you before? Don't be so cold when you see Li Heng. He greeted you, at least be polite and reply."

Xiao Han pursed her lips and said crisply: "This is what you call being fearless because you're being secretly loved."

Wei Shiman was speechless, and after a while asked: "Where did you learn that?"

Xiao Han replied: "In a book."

Wei Shiman scolded: "Even if he secretly loves you, have a better attitude. You're both from the same town and classmates; at least keep up appearances."

Xiao Han turned her head strangely: "Mom, since when did you become so easy to talk to?"

Wei Shiman said: "His novel *To Live* has already sold over a million copies in single-volume form. He's a serious, big-time writer now."

Xiao Han asked: "Do you like his novels?"

Wei Shiman shook her head: "I only read it once; it's too tragic, I don't want to read it a second time. Your dad, on the other hand, has read it several times."

A flash of light passed through Xiao Han's eyes, and she said with an encouraging look: "If you like a man who's been married twice so much, why don't you discuss it with Dad? I'll accept him. You get the person and the money; it's killing two birds with one stone."

Wei Shiman couldn't laugh or cry: "Alright, alright, I know you don't like him. Mom won't mention it again."

With money, Tian Run'e, who came from a wealthy family, immediately had a different spirit. Always frugal, in order to entertain this best friend she hadn't seen in 20 years, she gritted her teeth and bought a lot of precious mountain goods, and even scoured the market to buy several jin of top-quality beef to take back.

Feeling sorry for her husband and eldest daughter, who wore the same old clothes day after day, through wind and rain, she went to the fabric store and bought 6 feet of material to have a new set of clothes custom-made for them.

As for her second daughter and little Manzai, Tian Run'e didn't worry about them, as she keenly noticed that the two didn't like custom-made clothes and preferred to buy fashionable, ready-made ones at the clothing market, so she let them be.

As in the past, as soon as Li Heng and his group arrived at the village entrance from town, they heard someone shouting:

"Yo, the college students are back. This time it's a real, serious university."

Speaking of Shangwan Village, this time it was truly remarkable, producing three college students at once. One to Tsinghua, one to Fudan, and that dim-witted Zhang Zhiyong also got into Shanghai, instantly becoming a big sensation across the surrounding villages.

Especially Yang Yingwen getting into the provincial science top spot; the impact was even greater. Not only were people talking about her after tea and meals, but many parents even brought their children to travel several miles, or even ten miles, to seek advice from her. It wasn't just people in the village; people in town and even the neighboring town heard the news and rushed over.

Yang's father finally saved face this time. Under the instigation and encouragement of his neighbors in the village, he was happily preparing to hold a celebration banquet, ready to collect some gift money. Even if it was just one or one point two yuan from each household, with so many people, it would add up to over a hundred yuan, enough to cover half a year's wages.

However...

Early in the morning, just as Yang's father, who was overjoyed by the villagers' flattery, finished slaughtering the pig, Yang's mother ran over, panting, to tell him:

"Child's father, Xiao Si is gone."

Yang Yingwen was the fourth in the family, and her nickname was Xiao Si.

Yang's father didn't care at first. He didn't care where his daughter went, didn't care how she felt, only cared if the banquet was impressive enough and how much gift money he would collect, so he immediately scolded:

"So she's gone, she's gone! Why are you making such a fuss, woman? Can she fly to the sky?"

Yang's mother whispered urgently: "But the clothes in the house are gone too, I'm afraid she ran away!"

"Run? Where could she run to?" Yang's father said this, but he also got anxious, put down the slaughtering knife in his hand, and hurried into the room where his youngest daughter usually lived.

It would have been fine if he hadn't gone in, but once he did, his head buzzed, and he felt dizzy.

Looking over, the room was cleaner than if a dog had licked it.

Opening the trunk where the clothes were kept, he saw that all the decent clothes were gone. It was clear that Yang Yingwen didn't want her father to use her name to show off, so she had fled the Yang family overnight.

"Chase! Chase her for me!" Yang's father, furious to the point of vomiting blood, pinched out the tobacco leaf in his mouth, gave a ruthless order, and chased toward the town.

He didn't believe that a woman would dare to pass through the graveyard in the middle of the night.

There was no human habitation for miles around that area; let alone an unmarried girl, even at his age, he wouldn't dare walk that road alone at night.

He chased toward the town in a flurry, but he didn't catch her, and instead, Yang's father became the laughingstock of the surrounding villages.

Now, the pig was slaughtered for nothing, the banquet couldn't be held, and Yang's father, who hadn't even enjoyed three days of glory, walked with his head down, afraid that his neighbors would stop him and make a joke of him.

Because of this, many village women gossiped behind his back: "Heh! This is called reaping what you sow. You weren't good to her at first, and now you want to show off? You're asking for trouble! Yang Yingwen isn't a fool; she's watched you for nearly 20 years, who could let you have your way?"

According to his past-life memories, Li Heng knew where Yang Yingwen had run to; she was definitely at the Xiao family's place now.

But Xiao Hai was the former town secretary; in a mountain corner like the Xuefeng Mountains, he was a proper big shot. An old farmer like Yang's father, who had never seen the world, could jump around and show off in front of his wife at home, but in front of the Xiao family, he didn't even dare to breathe loudly or let out a fart. After asking a few muffled questions outside the door, he left.

In this day and age, admission letters were all sent to the town post office. With Wei Shiman there to intercept the admission letter, Yang Yingwen didn't worry at all that Yang's father could cause trouble.

Hearing such big gossip as soon as he returned to the village, Zhang Zhiyong's eyes widened, he was dumbfounded, and finally raised two thumbs: "Old Mabu is top-notch! Awesome! Truly awesome! I admire you for this life!"

Li Heng's grandmother was back, his second aunt was there, and there was also a cousin.

As soon as he got home, his family surrounded him, shouting one after another: "Xiao Heng, you're back."

The second aunt pulled Li Heng, looking left and right, up and down, and said to Tian Run'e with uncontrollable joy:

"Sister-in-law, what did I say back then? I said Xiao Heng looked excellent since he was a child. Look at this handsome appearance; all the essence of our old Li family is on him."

Li Heng showed appropriate shyness and called his second aunt affectionately.

Manzai was a piece of flesh that had fallen off her own body, and she had treasured him since he was small. Hearing her sister-in-law, who usually didn't like to praise people, like her son so much, Tian Run'e felt very happy and replied with a smile:

"Xiao Man is also not bad, just like you, growing up to be graceful and elegant, a beauty in the making."

The little cousin's surname was Shen, full name Shen Man.

Tian Run'e's statement clearly had a suspicion of exaggeration. Shen Man could at most be considered to have a little beauty, and was still a long way from the word "beauty." But everyone likes to be flattered, so who doesn't like to hear good things?

The second aunt had married quite well; her husband was a section-level cadre, not the best, but more than enough compared to the worst. This was also the reason why she saw the difficulties in her brother's family and took the initiative to take her frail mother to live in her own home.

The second aunt held Li Heng's hand and chatted about family matters for a long time, all about the college entrance exam and writing, until ten minutes later, when Li Jianguo returned from the fields, her attention finally shifted to Zhao Jing and Li Ran.

Li Heng was immediately relieved and hurried to his grandmother's side to show his devotion: "Grandma, you're back, I missed my precious grandson to death."

Grandma was long used to her grandson's sweet talk. When he was small, whenever he wanted to trick her into giving him food or drink, he would hold her hand and not let go, shaking it left and right, calling "Grandma, Grandma" non-stop.

Grandma reached out and touched his cheek, smiling like a Maitreya Buddha, and said dotingly: "Grandma has heard about your achievements, not bad! Not bad!

Our old Li family has a successor now. In the future, when I go underground, I'll have the face to see your grandfather."

Her grandson had succeeded, her grandson had gotten into college, and her grandson was a big writer; how could she not be happy? She had been so excited recently that she couldn't sleep at night, and every day after breakfast, she would go to the neighbors' houses to show off, loving nothing more than hearing the neighbors praise how amazing her grandson was.

Whenever this happened, Grandma would maintain a kind smile, not saying much, just pricking up her ears to collect the praise others gave.

On the other side of the room, seeing Li Jianguo again after 20 years, Zhao Jing looked at Li Jianguo's weathered face, his few gray hairs at his temples, and the mud on his trouser legs, and was instantly choked up, but still smiled and said:

"Jianguo, long time no see."

"Long time no see, you're back." Li Jianguo put down the hoe in his hand and hurriedly poured tea for the mother and daughter.

"No need, Run'e already poured tea."

"It's okay, it's hot, put it here first, you can drink it later."

For the person her mother loved, Li Ran had been mentally acquainted for a long time. She looked at Li Jianguo carefully, then tilted her head to look at Li Heng, and finally whispered to Li Heng:

"Your dad looks okay, it's a pity he's wasted in the countryside. Otherwise, the temperament on him would be more mellow, he'd really be a handsome middle-aged man."

Comrade Li Jianguo's appearance was naturally up to standard, otherwise, how could he have made Zhao Jing miss him for so many years?

Li Ran continued: "But he's not as good-looking as you. Just in terms of looks, he's not worthy of your mom."

Whoa! This was truly damn direct.

Fortunately, Li Heng was long used to this girl's character and knew she had no malice, so he joked along:

"That's for sure, my mom was dead set against it at first and didn't take a fancy to my dad."

Li Ran probed: "Then how did she agree later? Tell me quickly."

Li Heng shook his head: "Don't ask me about this, I'm even more curious than you. But Aunt Zhao should know some inside information; you can start with her."

After lingering on his mother for a while, Li Ran asked with a look of eagerness: "Really?"

Li Heng said: "Guaranteed, remember to share it with me if you find out."

Li Ran said generously: "No problem."

After chatting with her husband and Zhao Jing for a while, when it was time to make dinner, Tian Run'e, who had just entered the backyard, changed her face. Seizing the opportunity to be alone, she showed her fangs to her precious son for the first time:

"You white-eyed wolf with a broken heart, haven't I fed you well all these years? Why bring Zhao Jing home? Is it because you see my life is a bit better, and you're intentionally trying to add to my troubles?"

"Mom, I'm wronged!"

Li Heng defended himself with a bitter smile: "Aunt Zhao wasn't brought back by me. I came back from Dujiangyan in Sichuan via Yongzhou, and Aunt Zhao came back to Shao City directly from Gansu."

Tian Run'e looked into his eyes: "What did you go to Dujiangyan for?"

"That's because I had business." Li Heng immediately changed the subject and talked about his writing.

Hearing that her son had new inspiration and was creating a new novel, the depression in Tian Run'e's heart was swept away, and she said warmly: "Show me the manuscript tonight."

"Okay." Li Heng responded.

Tian Run'e turned back to glance at the people in the main room outside, her expression suddenly becoming extremely serious, and she lowered her voice to entrust:

"They all look like people who eat people without spitting out the bones. Manzai, remember to stay away from that mother and daughter."

Li Heng understood in seconds what his mother was worried about.

The scene of him and Li Ran whispering in the corner just now must have been noticed by her, and she was afraid that he would get entangled with Li Ran.

Li Heng was speechless: "Do you trust me so little? Is my taste that bad?"

Actually, Li Ran wasn't bad; the wild aura on her probably had a fatal attraction to certain men, but one had to see who she was being compared to, right?

Let alone compared to Song Yu, Xiao Han, and Chen Zijin.

Even compared to Chen Lijun, Li Ran was more than a notch behind; he had absolutely no interest in her at all.

Tian Run'e observed for a long time, then believed her son's words.

It was true, Manzai had been a picky eater since he was small, always only close to the good-looking Chen Zijin, and often fought and scolded Yang Yingwen over sesame-sized things, sometimes even pulling the dim-witted one to gang up on her, knowing how to treat people differently.

Of course, the reason she was so cautious just now was entirely a mother's precaution.

That Zhao Jing was really something; she had sucked a strong man dry in 20 years. She felt her scalp tingle just thinking about it, and thought it was incredible, once wondering how a person's desire could be so great?

With the second aunt and cousin at home, and now new guests, Tian Run'e was quite generous. Dinner had 9 bowls, with chicken, meat, soup, and vegetables, comparable to the New Year, very abundant.

When eating meat, Li Heng thought to himself that the family was building a kiln and a house, which was very expensive, and that 3800 yuan would be more than half gone. He estimated that Comrade Tian Run'e was heartbroken and not so generous anymore.

Tomorrow, he would go to the post office to take out some more and give it to his mother. Anyway, he had over a hundred thousand in royalties coming in later, a proper big fortune.

Everyone drank some rice wine at dinner, even Li Jianguo, who usually didn't touch alcohol to maintain his health, tasted half a glass.

So much so that Tian Run'e teased him afterward: "Your old flame is here, and you're drinking wine. I don't usually see you drinking with me."

Li Jianguo laughed and didn't take it seriously, hugging his wife from behind: "I'd like to drink with you, but you won't let me."

"Let go of me, aren't you ashamed? At such an old age, your style is still like a young man's. I think Manzai takes after you, knowing how to flirt with girls when he was so small." Tian Run'e said this, but her heart was as sweet as if she had drunk honey.

In the past years, the family's situation was difficult, and although the couple was materially poor, they were spiritually quite full, which was the reason why they had supported each other all the way through.

"Who's talking bad about me?"

Just as the two were hugging warmly, Li Heng inappropriately pushed the door open a crack and poked his head in: "Mom, is it you?"

Caught in the act by his son, Tian Run'e didn't have the thick skin of the father and son, so she deliberately puffed up her face and said: "Go, bring those manuscripts of yours, let your father and me see."

Li Heng had come to deliver the manuscript. Hearing this, he immediately opened the door and went in, stuffed the manuscript into his mother's hand, and then took out a bag of plasters and said:

"This medicine was given to Dad by Chen Xiaomi. Dad, try it and see if it works?"

"What medicine is this?"

"I don't know the ingredients, I heard it was begged from an old famous doctor, specifically for Dad's spinal disease."

Tian Run'e grabbed the plaster and smelled it at the tip of her nose, then frowned: "Is Chen Xiaomi that kind? Hasn't she always been hostile to our family?..."

Knowing his mother would ask this, Li Heng stopped talking nonsense and told the whole story of what happened in Beijing.

In the process, the second sister Li Lan, grandmother, and second aunt also walked in and sat on the side to listen.

It took about 10 minutes to finish, and Li Heng said: "I suggest Dad stick it on and try it. Anyway, it's pure traditional Chinese medicine, the side effects won't be too great. If it really works, we'll go to Beijing."

Compared to his father's life, he couldn't care about that face. If it dragged on like in his previous life, Comrade Li Jianguo would only have 8 years left to live.

They say long-term illness makes a doctor. Li Jianguo, who had read many medical books, was checking the plaster and didn't speak for a while.

Tian Run'e glanced at her husband and asked her son: "Manzai, did Chen Xiaomi really say those soft words?"

Li Heng said honestly: "Mom, you know what my character is like. The words I just said didn't have a shred of falsehood."

Just as Tian Run'e was about to turn to discuss with her husband, Li Lan on the side spoke up: "What are you hesitating for? Why care about that face? Can it be eaten as food? Regardless of whether it works or not, go to Beijing."

Seeing everyone look over, Li Lan said sternly: "Even if you can't trust Chen Xiaomi, you can trust Chen Gaoyuan a bit. With his endorsement, it won't harm Dad. Anyway, treat a dead horse as a living horse. If it's really cured, I'll buy a gift and visit Chen Xiaomi to thank her personally."

The second aunt interjected: "I agree with Lanlan's point of view. Big brother's health is important, put hatred and grudges aside for now."

Grandma nodded: "Jianguo, stick it on and try it."

Everyone agreed, so Tian Run'e didn't say anything more, carefully tore off the outer skin of the plaster, helped her husband stick it on, and stuck 3 pieces on his back in a row.

After the plaster was stuck, the second aunt turned to Li Heng: "Xiao Heng, what is your relationship with the Chen family now?"

Hearing this, everyone looked at him in unison.

Li Heng said: "I just had two meals with Uncle Chen and Chen Xiaomi, I didn't go to the Chen family."

Hearing this, everyone understood.

After a dull moment, Tian Run'e gave the manuscript to her husband and got up to go to the backyard to greet Zhao Jing and her daughter who were taking a bath.

There were too many people in the house, and there was no room to rest. Later, Grandma and the second aunt and her daughter went to the eldest sister's house to spend the night, and Li Heng went to Zhang Zhiyong's house to spend the night, which freed up the bed.

The old Li family was burning a brick kiln, and you could smell the burnt coal from half a mile away. The bright red brick kiln emitted a brilliant light in the night, so bright, so enviable. The villagers were very puzzled: we all hoe grass, why didn't I hoe out such a son?

Late at night, just after falling asleep at the Zhang house, Yang's mother came to call at the door: "Li Heng, Zhiyong, open the door."

Zhang Zhiyong opened the door and asked: "Auntie, what do you want with us?"

Yang's mother was a bit depressed. As soon as she entered, she asked Li Heng: "Li Heng, you are close to our Xiao Si, do you know where she ran to?"

Li Heng knew clearly in his heart, but he couldn't tear down his old friend's stage. After all, he also didn't like Yang's father's behavior: "Auntie, I don't know either. I just came back from outside, and originally wanted to find Yingwen to play, but I didn't expect this to happen."

Yang's mother, who had come to try her luck, almost cried: "She doesn't have any money on her, where could she run to? I hope nothing happens to her."

Hearing this, Li Heng felt a bit sad for her, but knowing she was a woman with soft ears, he held back and didn't say it: "Auntie, don't be sad, I'll ask my classmates later to see if they know. If there's any situation, I'll tell you immediately."

"Eh, that's all I can do." Yang's mother sighed and left.

After she walked away, Zhang Zhiyong jumped up and said: "That's right! Old Mabu doesn't have money on her, doesn't she have to live under someone else's roof?"

Li Heng shook his head: "That's not necessarily true. The Xiao family still thinks highly of her. This is a provincial top scorer, not just any cat or dog."

Zhang Zhiyong widened his eyes: "Grandpa Heng, are you sure she's at the Xiao family?"

Li Heng asked back: "Where else could she go?"

Zhang Zhiyong said: "She could also go to Xiao Feng's house."

Li Heng asked: "Do you dare to pass through Zengjia'ao in the middle of the night alone?"

Zhang Zhiyong's lips moved, and he didn't make a sound.

In this day and age, there weren't 10 people in the big Shangwan Village who dared to pass through Zengjia'ao in the middle of the night, and the fierce Li Lan was one of them.

Midnight.

Just finished reading the prose written by Manzai, Tian Run'e said with wet eyes: "It's written really well, Manzai is more excellent than both of us in this regard, he has talent."

Li Jianguo also finished reading and said proudly: "Heaven hasn't treated us badly."

Isn't that so? If the Li family could produce such a writer, Li Jianguo wouldn't care if he was dismissed from public office, wouldn't care if his spine was bad, even if he were to die now, he would die with his eyes closed.

Tian Run'e smoothed the manuscript with her hand. After a while, she turned to look at her husband: "It's been stuck for almost 5 hours, how do you feel?"

"At first it was hot and burning, and a bit itchy, but now it's much more comfortable, not so painful." Li Jianguo truthfully stated his feelings.

Tian Run'e hurriedly asked: "You mean, it's effective?"

Li Jianguo thought for a while and said: "It can only be said to be temporary, the specific effect depends on the future."

Tian Run'e seemed to see hope: "As long as there's a reaction, as long as there's a reaction! I've looked for so many doctors, many of them were just cheating money, eating so much medicine, but it ruined your body instead."

The condition seemed to have a turning point, and the couple was in a great mood, whispering at the head of the bed, not closing their eyes all night.

Tian Run'e had been getting more and more smooth recently. Her youngest son was a big writer, could make big money, was famous and prestigious, and was also a college student, and her second daughter was also promising and had plenty of money. Now, she could hear flattery inside and outside the village.

Even if she went to town now, others would point at her back and say "Look, that's Li Heng's mother."

She was still selling rice as usual, but no one would fight her for a spot, and the competitors next to her were also friendly to her, chatting with her about family matters from time to time, asking her for parenting advice.

Anyway, her rice was almost bought as soon as it hit the ground, even if the color wasn't as bright as others, the buyers still paid a high price, which really made her feel the difference from the past.

Everything was developing in a good direction, her life had rekindled hope and had something to look forward to.

Look, there were quite a few people coming to inquire about marriage recently, but they were all for the second daughter. As for Manzai, no one dared to easily have ideas.

The only time someone played matchmaker for Li Heng was when the village secretary came to the door himself, saying that his sister's granddaughter had just graduated from Shanghai Jiao Tong University and had been assigned to a Shanghai government department, asking if the Li family had any intentions?

The secretary brought a photo and said the girl's family background was wealthy and she didn't want a dowry, which could be said to be full of sincerity.

Tian Run'e took it and saw that the girl was beautiful, and she was really a bit moved.

But thinking of the entanglement with that girl Chen Zijin, and thinking of the "Song Yu" that Manzai called out in his dreams, she helplessly had to politely refuse.

For this reason, the secretary sighed for a long time.

When he got home, the secretary's wife was a bit unhappy: "Li Heng is excellent, it's true, but the sister's family is in Shanghai, and the granddaughter is also beautiful. We didn't even mind that he slept with Chen Zijin, and she still doesn't like it? Isn't that clearly looking down on people?"

The village secretary shook his dry tobacco bag: "That's too much, not necessarily. Actually, I didn't have much hope before I came to the door.

If it wasn't for Xinyun seeing Li Heng from afar when she came back to visit relatives last time, and if it wasn't for my eldest sister asking me to try and ask, I wouldn't have taken the initiative to mention it."

Wang Xinyun was the village secretary's sister's own granddaughter.

The secretary's wife said angrily: "Isn't he just a big writer, and you don't even dare to mention it?"

The secretary said calmly: "Isn't it just because he's a big writer, it's rare, more precious than the stars in the sky."

The secretary's wife looked up at the sky: "There are so many stars in the sky, what's so precious about them, they aren't the moon."

The secretary took a puff of dry tobacco: "Look, you woman, I told you to learn to read, and you make such a joke. In this universe, the moon can't compare to the stars."

The secretary's wife didn't understand what stars and the moon were, and asked: "Then how are you going to tell your sister about this? Being rejected is a shameful thing, I'm too embarrassed to say it."

The secretary puffed a few times and blew two circles: "What's so hard to say? If she asks me, I'll tell the truth. If she doesn't ask me, I'll pretend I forgot about it."

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