1970s: A hot-tempered wife who accompanied a soldier to the military compound and made a fortune.

Chapter 360 You want her to be Dongzi's wife?

Seeing that the old man was angry, Granny Liu calmed down, but still asked, "Old man, tell me the truth, what are you really thinking?"

Old Man Liu sighed: "Since the kinship is severed, let it be. The people that day were not sent by anyone. Even if the events of that year are brought up again, it won't be enough to ruin us. But if they use their seniority to bully the second branch of the family, we will be unable to defend ourselves. It's better to leave ourselves a way out."

Upon hearing this, Granny Liu shuddered. Thinking of what had happened that day, she was terrified: "Fine, I'll listen to you."

The eldest son and his wife, who had returned to their room, looked quite grim. Ge Xiulan spoke first: "It seems they're not going to take care of Dongzi?"

"Didn't my dad say he needed to think about it some more?"

"Are you brain-dead? Can't you tell that's just an excuse?"

"This matter is inherently difficult for people. My father's excuse is understandable."

Seeing that her husband was angry, Ge Xiulan dared not say anything more.

That's what he said, but a hint of hatred flashed in Liu Shangang's eyes, which he quickly concealed.

Then he casually asked, "What do you think of Ding, the educated youth next door?"

"Sent-down youth?"

After realizing what she meant, he asked in surprise, "You want her to be Dongzi's wife?"

"Keep your voice down, as if you're afraid others won't know what you're thinking?"

Ge Xiulan waved her hand and said, "No, no, that Ding Zhiqing only earns a few work points a day, and Dongzi will have to support her. I don't agree." Liu Shanliang glanced out the window before lowering his voice and said, "Putting aside the fact that she rents a house to live in, the aroma of food that comes from her every day is enough to show that Ding Zhiqing's family is not poor."

Ge Xiulan had concerns: "She's not married yet, so her family will definitely give her some subsidies, but once she gets married, will her family still give her subsidies?"

But then she suddenly remembered something: "Do you know something?"

Liu Shanliang didn't hide anything: "I've noticed that Dongzi has been paying special attention to that Ding educated youth these past few days, and I even saw them talking together last time."

Ge Xiulan looked incredulous: "Given Dongzi's current situation, how could Ding Zhiqing possibly be interested in Dongzi?"

A calculating glint flashed in Liu Shanliang's eyes: "If my son wants it, nothing is impossible."

Birds of a feather flock together; having lived together for so many years, Ge Xiulan knew her husband better than anyone: "You wouldn't be thinking..."

She didn't dare to say anything, she just stared straight at the man.

Liu Shanliang said, "Dongzi's leg still needs to rest for a while. If someone takes care of him, it will save us some trouble. Besides, the way Dongzi looks at Ding Zhiqing is obviously different from how he looks at others. And a few days ago, Ding Zhiqing's father came to the village. He was obviously not an ordinary person. I also heard Ding Zhiqing's father say that she should be patient and that he would find an opportunity to bring her back to the city after a while."

Dongzi is good-looking and has a sweet tongue. I've been telling him to spend more time with Ding Zhiqing lately, and try to solidify their relationship before she returns to the city. Beijing isn't far from here, so even if she goes back, Dongzi can still visit her.

Although Ge Xiulan wanted her son to move to the city, she didn't want to become like Peng Ailan, whose son was now living with his father-in-law and was no different from a live-in son-in-law, unable to even make decisions about returning home.

Now that her eldest son has become somewhat estranged from her, she'll probably have to rely on her second son to take care of her in her old age. She's genuinely afraid that one day her son will end up like Peng Ailan's son, or she'll be driven mad with grief.

(End of this chapter)