Chapter 723: Rural Absurd Past Events Chapter 723: How Could He Not Be Anxious, Time Passes Quickly

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Protagonist:

Li Xiulan

"Congratulations, Brother Changgen!"

Zhou Hongwei hurried over to congratulate him.

The other two Big Workers, Zhao Shoutian and Liu Dahe, also hurried over to congratulate him: "Congratulations, congratulations!"

Liu Xiaoli, however, was depressed, keeping her head down and continuing to sift sand.

It was not that she still had feelings for Wang Zhanggen, nor was it because she hated Wang Zhanggen.

It was simply because she herself had lived to a ripe old age and still did not have a single child.

As the saying goes, without comparison there is no harm.

Her former lover, whom she had once loved, was now about to become a grandfather, while she remained alone.

Facing such a situation, it was normal for her to feel downcast.

At this moment, Liang Xinghua, also a Small Worker, came from outside carrying cement? Seeing that Liu Xiaoli's complexion was off, he asked a question:

"Sister Xiao Li, what's wrong?"

Liu Xiaoli hurriedly came back to her senses and explained in a panic:

"Nothing, just my legs and feet are a bit sore... Just now Wang Zhanggen said he would soon be holding a grandson, and today at noon he plans to give us an extra meal."

Hearing this, Liang Xinghua immediately rejoiced:

"That's great. Brother Changgen has wanted to hold a grandson for a long time. Tell me, which daughter-in-law of his is pregnant?"

"I don't know, he didn't say. Go ask him yourself." Liu Xiaoli said this one sentence, then lowered her head and continued working.

"Fine, then I'll go ask him."

Liang Xinghua turned around to find Wang Zhanggen, smiling and saying to Wang Zhanggen:

"Brother Changgen, congratulations. I heard you're about to hold a grandson?"

Wang Zhanggen said proudly with a beaming face: "Yes, long hoped for, finally hoped for. At noon, bring your wife to my house for a meal. I'll have Xiulan kill two chickens!"

"How could I be so embarrassed?" Liang Xinghua said politely with a smile.

"What's there to be embarrassed about? We're all fellow villagers!" Wang Zhanggen was very generous and even took the initiative to hand Liang Xinghua a cigarette.

After Liang Xinghua took it, he laughed and took the initiative to light Wang Zhanggen's cigarette, casually asking: "Is it Dashan's wife who is pregnant, or Erhai's wife?"

Wang Zhanggen felt a bit embarrassed on his face, but still said honestly: "It's Erhai's wife."

"I thought it was Dashan's wife. The younger brother having a child before the elder brother didn't quite fit the rules in the past, but times are different now, and no one cares about these things anymore."

Liang Xinghua said while laughing.

He indeed did not think this was a big problem in his heart, but the speaker meant nothing by it, while the listener took it to heart.

Wang Zhanggen felt somewhat uncomfortable in his heart, but he did not show any displeasure to Liang Xinghua on the spot, after all, Liang Xinghua did not mean to mock him.

He just took a deep drag on his cigarette, then said: "I'm going home to help cook. When it's time, bring Meng Lian over to eat lunch together."

Wang Zhanggen turned and left, his face already dark.

He returned home and did not help Li Xiulan cook lunch; he had never cooked at home in his entire life.

He just sat with a dark face, smoking, on a chair by the firewood room.

"What's wrong with you?"

Li Xiulan was busy with smoke rising from her hands, and Wang Zhanggen beside her was an eyesore, so she couldn't help but say:

"If you're not going to help, don't get in the way here!"

Wang Zhanggen suddenly spoke at this time:

"Did you call Dashan?"

"Call him for what?" Li Xiulan was stunned, looking puzzled.

"I told you to call, so call!"

Wang Zhanggen's tone was irritable.

"Don't you have a mobile phone yourself? I'm stir-frying dishes. Can't you make the call?"

Li Xiulan said unhappily.

"Where is there any reason for a father to call his son! Hurry up and call, stop talking nonsense!"

Seeing Wang Zhanggen huffing and puffing in anger, Li Xiulan only felt it was inexplicable and didn't know what he was angry about.

But she also took it in stride, after all, Wang Zhanggen had this temper.

"My mobile phone is in my pocket. You take my mobile phone to make the call. I'm so busy my hands are smoking!"

Li Xiulan replied while stir-frying dishes. She knew Wang Zhanggen's thoughts; this old thing just felt that taking the initiative to call his son was a loss of dignity and face, so he never took the initiative to call.

"I'll connect the call for you, you answer first!"

Wang Zhanggen said this sentence, then took out Li Xiulan's mobile phone, dialed Wang Dashan's number, then held the phone to Li Xiulan's ear, letting Li Xiulan stir-fry dishes while answering the call.

"Hello, Mom, what's the matter?"

Wang Dashan's questioning voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Dashan, do you know that Erhai's wife is pregnant?" Li Xiulan asked with a smile.

"I know. Younger brother called me yesterday."

Wang Dashan said honestly.

Li Xiulan then said: "Your father has something to say to you. I'll give the phone to him."

Li Xiulan shot Wang Zhanggen a look: "You pick up the phone!"

Wang Zhanggen took the phone, put on a stern face, felt somewhat awkward, and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Hello, Dashan, can you hear me?"

"I can hear you, Dad."

"Your second brother's wife is pregnant; you and your wife also need to hurry up, you can't let others laugh at you!"

Wang Zhanggen said thus.

Wang Dashan showed a bitter smile and could only lie:

"Okay, okay, Xiao Juan and I will do our best."

Because he knew that if he directly let Wang Zhanggen know the truth, Wang Zhanggen would definitely explode on the spot again.

Last time, one sentence from the fortune teller caused a huge conflict between him and Du Xiaojuan; fortunately, Third Brother helped mediate in between before it was calmed down.

So now, Wang Dashan could only lie.

Actually he also wanted children, but conditions did not allow it, and Du Xiaojuan did not have that intention at this stage.

"You can't just talk about it, you have to take action; once the child is born, if there's no time to raise them, they can be sent back to the hometown, and I and your mom can both help you raise the child!"

Wang Zhanggen urged from a superior position.

"I know, I know, Dad, you don't need to urge us; we will definitely have children. Didn't Wu Banxian say before? After you and Xiao Juan reconciled, my fate and Xiao Juan's are no longer one of wealth without children."

"I know this; if it were still wealth without children, I wouldn't let you continue being together! But you must hurry! If you wait until you're forty or fifty to have children, then by then I and your mom will be seventy or eighty years old, and won't have the strength to help you raise children! Having children is important; making money can be done slowly! You can't finish earning other people's money!"

Wang Zhanggen continued to earnestly instruct Wang Dashan.

"Mm-hmm, I know, definitely won't wait until forty or fifty to have children so late; but we're still very young now, just in our twenties, no rush, it's not like we won't have children."

Wang Dashan patiently explained.

But Wang Zhanggen immediately put on a stern face:

"How can you not be in a hurry? Time passes quickly. In the blink of an eye you'll be thirty, and in another blink, you'll be over forty; don't think there's still plenty of time. Starting pregnancy preparation now is already late. Look at Zhang Zhongtian's son, about the same age as you, his child can already speak!"

"He's two years older than me!"

"He already had a child at your age!"

"I know, I know, didn't I just say it? We've already started pregnancy preparation; I didn't say we won't have children. Don't worry, okay? Xiao Juan and I aren't children; we have plans! Okay, okay, I won't say more; I have to work, a client is coming!"

Wang Dashan hung up the phone and couldn't help but let out a long turbid breath.

This father's phone call urging him to have children undoubtedly gave him great pressure; he could hide it for a while, but not for a lifetime.

If in a few years Du Xiaojuan's belly still showed no movement, what reaction would his father have then?

Wang Dashan didn't dare think further.