Chapter 407

Honestly, when talking about the mess in her family, Guo Dong's mood was very complex.

But all this complexity, in the face of Wu Lan's hesitant hints, turned into helpless laughter—

"Auntie, you think too much. I still look very much like my parents."

Besides, based on her experience growing up in the village, even if her parents really couldn't give birth and needed to adopt a child, they definitely wouldn't raise a girl for a long time.

"Oh oh... oh..."

Wu Lan responded awkwardly, but her expression subsequently became blank: "Then if it's biological, why is she so unable to think it through?"

Urging marriage is quite normal in the eyes of their generation; when children grow up, they have to get married and have children.

But buying a pig requires looking at the circle, and choosing a man for a daughter, isn't that even more careful? What kind of people did this Guo Yi's mother find!

Listen to what little Guo said, it's either a gambler or an alcoholic... isn't this clearly asking her daughter to suffer!

However, thousands of thoughts flashed through her heart, but Wu Lan was more certain about persuading people to stay in the village.

Otherwise, a girl with such good conditions at a young age, why would she be unable to think it through and take root in this strange, poor, and backward place!

Guo Dong thought: When you are sad, pouring out things, it will really be much better.

Isn't it, her mood eased a lot at this moment, and instead turned to comfort Wu Lan:

"It's okay, Auntie, I couldn't think it through at first. It was especially painful. Later I understood, she scolded me for being selfish, but in fact, because her extreme behavior is exactly the real selfishness."

This is chatting with Wu Lan, otherwise she would never say this.

"If you can't get along, don't get along; some people are born with insufficient parental fate."

Listen, listen!

Is this what a young girl should say?

Wu Lan felt more pity.

"If you ask me, it must be that the atmosphere in your village is not good. People like that are also dared to come to the door by matchmakers—put it in our village, see if people don't take a big broom and beat her out!"

Guo Dong laughed: "Really? Is your village so good?"

Wu Lan also told the truth: "Earlier, it wasn't that good. You don't know, when I was a daughter-in-law, for some reason, several families in a row gave birth to girls—what to do? Love your own children yourself."

"Besides, the village is poor, there is nothing to compare, children don't need money to go to school, so compare certificates!"

Speaking of this, Wu Lan was full of pride: her Tan Tan brought back certificates every semester.

"Later, when the children grew up, you sent your daughter to college, and I had to work hard to send her out—one after another, comparing with each other, isn't it all affected?"

Guo Dong was stunned.

And then she sighed sadly, with a hint of yearning in her eyes:

"Really good, it's comparing universities, not dowries."

"Cough."

Wu Lan's expression was even stranger:

"That... mainly, the children are not striving, and they didn't get into college..."

She smiled awkwardly: "You also know, the education level in our village is like this."

Like their Tan Tan, when she was in junior high school, students in the town could read English short essays, but she hadn't learned abc yet.

People went to cram schools during holidays, but she came back to pick tea and move firewood during holidays...

Just, to tell the truth, the child is not a genius, nor is she the kind of person who hangs her head on the beam and stabs her thigh... so in the whole village, let alone how outstanding the academic qualifications are, there are not many who have properly passed the college entrance examination.

Oh this.

This is quite real.

Guo Dong didn't know what to say.

She originally wanted to say that being able to go out is a very good thing. But all kinds of high-minded words of comfort lost their souls in Wu Lan's unconventional replies...

Finally, she could only laugh dryly:

"Auntie, you are really interesting here."

Wu Lan became excited, and slapped her thigh at this moment:

"Right! I tell you our village is so good, it's a pity that Guo Yi, you are capable now, and you must go to the big city to fight. If there is a chance, I really want to keep you in the village—not to mention anything else, having a doctor, how convenient!"

"My old man and old lady don't have to toss about to regulate their bodies."

"That's not worth anything."

Guo Dong laughed: "Auntie, if you trust me, I can take their pulse later, and then prescribe a formula, you can go to the pharmacy to get medicine yourself."

"However, Chinese medicine is a long-term process, and you can't be impatient."

She was quite moved—because she was a woman, and so young, it took a lot of effort to gain people's trust when she first opened her clinic.

I didn't expect this auntie I just met to trust me so much!

Wu Lan:...

She reacted—good heavens, the topic was chatted too far.

So she hurriedly tried to pull it back: "Sigh, why doesn't the county arrange a doctor like you for our village? The doctor in our village is about to move to the town, and later, there will be no doctor for dozens of elderly people in the village."

She sighed sadly, her expression infinitely distant, full of worry about the future of the mountain village.

Guo Dong:...

I don't know if it's an illusion, but she always feels that the auntie in front of her is pointing at something, but what does this mean?

Is Jin Yingzi still wanting to raise the price?

No. The price of 200 is already terrifying enough, there is really no way to live if it rises again.

Or... afraid she won't buy it, want to give a step first, and give herself room to bargain?

She was a little undecided for a moment.

Song Tan listened from the side and couldn't help but sigh silently—that is to say, the communication of contemporary young people still needs young people to come!

So she walked over and asked directly: "Guo Yi, have you found a place to stay?"

"No!"

Guo Dong answered subconsciously.

And then she came back to her senses: "I plan to rent a house in the city tomorrow, the rent here should be about the same as ours."

Anyway, both are 18-line small cities, and the consumption level is about the same.

"Oh my, you really don't know how to live."

Song Tan also held a piece of watermelon and ate it slowly: "Didn't you come out from home? Now there is no income, and you have to spend money to buy medicinal herbs—what if you spend all your money on renting a house and it's inconvenient to purchase goods?"

She considered it so thoughtfully, Guo Dong was a little unaccustomed. Could only answer tentatively:

"I can usually use credit cards and digital payment services..."

As soon as the voice fell, she saw Song Tan looking at her disapprovingly: "Living, the most important thing is to open source and reduce expenditure! Don't you have to pay back the credit card money? You have to find a way to save money!"

Guo Dong finally understood.

She thought: This family speaks more euphemistically than the other, why don't they just say it directly?

"Do you have a house in the city that you want to rent to me?"

"Let's say first, I can't afford an expensive one for the time being—I can't afford a storefront either, it has to be remote, far from the school district and hospital. It's best to be small."

Song Tan:...