At the beginning, he took his seven younger siblings to join Yi Zhonghai.

At this moment, inside a house, outside the window.

Two pairs of eyes stared intently at the scene outside the window.

It's like a detection camera.

They scanned each person entering the Yi family home frame by frame.

The focus, of course, is on Yi Zhongding and his eight wild children from the remote mountain villages.

"Hmph, how showy! Eating roast duck? Bah! You have no conscience, you black-hearted maggot! My baby dog ​​was just born and is malnourished, and you didn't even invite us."

Jia Zhangshi's triangular eyes were filled with resentment.

"Mom, could you please keep your voice down?"

"Do you think I should go over there now and see if I can be of any help?"

Jia Dongxu hurriedly tugged at his mother's sleeve.

"Where are you going? Anyone who didn't know better would think you were just craving that meat and ran off like that."

With a wave of her plump hand, Jia Zhangshi pushed her eldest son, causing him to stumble.

She then sighed and said, "You're right, we have to go and see, even just to ask. Your master has hope now, unlike before."

"Mom, let me tell you, you mustn't say anything you shouldn't in front of the Yi family's kids in the future, or the Jia family will be held responsible."

Seeing his mother's displeased expression, Jia Dongxu suddenly spoke up.

"Do you even need to tell me? Do I look like an idiot? These two old women have been hoping for over ten years without a child, and they still haven't conceived."

"With such a large group of children suddenly appearing, they must be staring at us like the apple of our eyes."

"Let's not even talk about Old Yi, who has no descendants; that old bastard is ruthless."

"Tan Xiulian, that old hen that won't lay eggs, will never give up. These children are the foundation for her and her husband's future."

"Now Tan Xiulian can hold her head high and stand tall as a person."

"If someone were to poke at this moment, would they be poking a child? They would be stabbing the heart and lungs of an old, childless man."

"You have to be careful when you throw a tantrum and who you're dealing with."

"Dongxu, your mother has a lifetime of survival experience that you can learn from."

Jia Zhangshi turned her head and glared at him, her face full of shrewd little expressions.

"Yes, yes, who would dare to look down on you?"

Jia Dongxu nodded repeatedly upon hearing this.

"Besides, hmph, I'm not the one in the most hurry right now. The one in the backyard probably doesn't even know yet, right? That's when the real show begins."

"When we didn't have any children of our own, we treated that old deaf man like some kind of ancestor. Now I want to see if his ancestor is as important as the little ancestor in our family."

"Do they even care about their ancestors?"

A cold smile appeared on Jia Zhangshi's face, her eyes full of mockery.

Jia Dongxu laughed upon hearing this, and even seemed eager to try it out.

"Let me tell you, don't meddle. Those who meddle die young and quickly."

"We don't need to get involved in this matter; our ancestors will know for themselves."

Madam Jia immediately saw through her eldest son's thoughts.

It's nothing more than deliberately stirring up trouble.

Jia Dongxu immediately realized what was happening and nodded repeatedly to indicate that he understood.

Qin Huairu, standing beside the two, looked at her mother-in-law with a puzzled expression.

Is this a fake Zhang?

She knew perfectly well how she had tormented herself.

Such wisdom?

"With so many children, Dongxu, you should take Huairu and lend a hand. It's precisely at times like these that we need to show your usefulness as an apprentice."

"This person's heart is something we still need to learn from."

"Dongxu, from now on, we can no longer rely on the family's support. You are now truly the one to uphold the family's honor. The Jia family cannot withstand any more storms."

Looking at her son and daughter-in-law, Jia Zhangshi spoke earnestly.

Seeing his mother's solemn gaze, Jia Dongxu nodded quickly.

He then led Qin Huairu to the Yi family's residence.

"Master, you're back. Huairu and I came to see if there's anything we can help with. After all, there are so many children, we were worried that you two wouldn't be able to manage."

Jia Dongxu walked to the door, didn't knock, and stepped directly into the house.

"Dongxu, thank you for your kindness. It's alright, we can manage."

"Ding Ya Zi, come here, let me introduce you. This is my eldest brother's apprentice, Jia Dong Xu, and his wife, Qin Huai Ru. They live across the hall."

"Dongxu, this is my younger brother, Yi Zhongding."

Yi Zhonghai beamed with joy when he saw the two enter.

"Hello, I've never seen such a perfect match between you two before."

"When you first came in, I thought you were a divine couple from a painting come to life." (The older brothers had too many complaints, so I've changed it.)

Yi Zhongding walked up to the two men, smiling as he extended his hands.

At the same time, he casually glanced at the two of them.

have to say.

This couple is definitely a perfect match, both talented and beautiful.

Especially considering that Qin Huairu is only 20 years old.

That complex aura, a blend of a lively young girl and a seductive mature woman.

Anyone who sees this will be dizzy.

When the wind blew in from outside.

The rich, milky aroma is so enticing it could make you feel intoxicated.

"Hehe, hello. According to the rules, I should call you Uncle. I am Master's apprentice. We are all family. If you need anything in the future, just let me know. I will definitely not refuse."

Jia Dongxu had been scrutinizing the person in front of him ever since he came in.

Although he was wearing coarse linen clothes with many patches on them, his complexion was sallow.

But the composure in his eyes, the peace in his smile, the calmness in his words, and his upright posture...

He felt that his mother had guessed wrong.

This is not the kind of child that can be raised in a remote mountain village.

He's seen people from the countryside come to big cities before.

Let alone a teenager like this.

So what if you're an adult?

They should be trembling with fear, unable to speak fluently, their eyes darting around, avoiding eye contact...

It has everything it needs.

When he went to his future wife's house to propose marriage.

The children from his father-in-law's family and the village couldn't speak fluently when they saw him.

Just because he is a city dweller from the capital.

But the young man in front of me was as steady as a mountain.

There wasn't a trace of the inferiority or timidity typical of country folk.

He seems to be examining himself.

As Jia Dongxu pondered, he became somewhat lost in thought.

Until Qin Huairu, who was next to him, nudged his waist with her elbow.

"I'm sorry, we've already embarrassed ourselves on our first meeting. You're a scholar, aren't you? You speak more eloquently than Teacher Yan from the front yard."

"Even if I racked my brains, I couldn't come up with such a word."

Jia Dongxu smiled awkwardly and quickly extended his hands.

Two hands, each with its own thoughts, clasped together for the first time.

"Hey, what kind of scholars are we? It's all thanks to the country's good policies that we working-class people have the opportunity to learn to read and write."

"Please have a seat, I'll make you some tea."

Yi Zhongding smiled and said.

"The tea is under that cabinet."

Upon hearing this, Yi Zhonghai offered a suggestion.

"No need, Master. We just wanted to lend a hand. We won't have any tea. Uncle, you don't need to bother with this either."

Jia Dongxu quickly replied.

Then he looked at Tan Xiulian:

"Master's wife, with so many children at once, there will be a lot of clothes to change into. Huairu is home every day, so please let us know if you need anything. Don't be shy with us."

"Okay, I definitely won't hold back then."

Tan Xiulian nodded with a smile.

After exchanging a few more polite words, Jia Dongxu and his wife went home.