Siheyuan: I am stupid, I don't want to be a bootlicker

It's not like she hasn't thought about this before, and she has mentioned it to the uncle several times.

However, the old man was never happy and always used the excuse of "I'll think about it" to prevaricate himself.

After so many times, the aunt stopped mentioning it.

"Hey, I'll talk to him. Thank you, old lady."

The aunt said this, but she didn't actually hold much hope for this matter.

"Mrs. Yi, we are all women, and I understand your difficulties.

You don't need to say anything about this matter, let Zhuzi talk to Lao Yi."

The deaf old lady patted the old lady's hand and whispered something to comfort her. The old lady's eyes immediately became red.

For all these years, she and Yi Zhonghai have not had a child.

I don’t know how much grievance I have endured, and I can’t count how many tears I have wiped away at night.

Although Lao Yi said that he didn't care, it might be his own problem.

But the aunt knew in her heart that he really wanted a child of his own.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be entangled with the two widows of the Jia family.

To put it bluntly, aren't you relying on Dongxu for your retirement?

Now that Dongxu can't be relied upon, they have to rely on Banggeng.

But, that kid Bang Geng...

He Yuzhu heated up five steamed buns made of two-grain flour and two steamed buns made of white flour.

I cooked a pot of cabbage soup and put a poached egg at the bottom for the old lady.

I also cut some shredded potatoes and fried them, and breakfast was ready.

"Grandma, it's time to go to bed and eat!"

He Yuzhu called out to them, and the two of them sat around the table on the kang to eat. He Yuzhu picked up a steamed bun for the old lady:

"You can eat this fine-grained noodle with some soup. Be careful not to choke the old lady!"

"What, what did you say? I'm deaf and can't hear you!"

The old lady looked at He Yuzhu with a smile, and He Yuzhu smiled:

De'er, I couldn't hear you when I was giving you white flour buns.

The old lady drank the vegetable soup, ate steamed buns and shredded potatoes, and felt warm in her heart.

It has been seven or eight years since He Daqing passed away, and this droopy grandson has finally come to his senses.

After drinking half a bowl of soup, the deaf old lady found a poached egg at the bottom of the bowl. Her face was filled with smiles.

After dinner, He Yuzhu washed the pots and dishes.

The deaf old lady was reminding him of the things he should pay attention to when he went to propose marriage to the girl's family today.

At the end, he took out the hundred yuan he had saved and gave it to He Yuzhu so that he could buy clothes for the girl.

"Hey, grandma, you should keep this money for your retirement.

The girl has money, so she has no shortage of clothes to wear."

He Yuzhu smiled and pushed the money back to the deaf old lady and tidied up the house.

He filled the thermos with hot water and then returned to his room.

Here, the third uncle got up early, dressed himself up, and waited for He Yuzhu at home.

He Yuzhu didn't let him wait too long.

Pushing my bicycle, carrying the two cloth bags of things that my uncle had brought me yesterday, I went to the front yard to find my third uncle and set off together.

On the way, the two went to the supply and marketing cooperative again and bought two bottles of good wine and two packs of good cigarettes.

There were also many other things such as melon seeds, peanuts, candies, cloth, etc.

Anyway, when the father and son went there, the four handlebars of the two bicycles were fully loaded.

The Lou family started preparing early in the morning. Seeing the new son-in-law come in with four cloth bags, Lou Jingzhai was very happy.

It's not that he lacks these little things, but he thinks his new son-in-law has a good attitude.

The third uncle looked very reserved. He sat on the leather sofa in the living room, feeling uncomfortable all over.

The main reason is that this place is too high-end and he feels that he is not worthy of it.

After taking the teacup handed to him by Boss Lou, the third uncle felt his palms sweating.

It’s not that it’s hot, but mainly because I feel that this teacup is precious.

Although he didn't know much about antiques, he was a scholar after all, and he still had some basic visual skills.

Not to mention the bright yellow, translucent tea soup that exudes a lingering aroma and is refreshing.

This set of tea sets alone is probably worth more than his income in two or three years.

He Yuzhu saw this, but he didn't despise it. Instead, he joked with the third uncle and told him to relax:

"Uncle, let's put aside your identity as a people's teacher.

Today you are my elder, and you are here to propose marriage on my behalf.

Uncle Lou and you are in-laws, we are all family, there is no need to be so formal and polite. "

"Hey, you're welcome, you're welcome!"

After hearing this, the third uncle felt a little relieved.

Lou Jingzhai also saw this and said with a smile:

"Teacher Yan, this is a new society, everyone is equal, and we are relatives, so we will be a family from now on.

Zhuzi is right. If you are still so polite in my house, it would be a slap in my face."

Hou Shuer came back last night and told Lou Jingzhai about what happened in the courtyard.

Lou Jingzhai knew that this third uncle was the one in the compound who was close to his son-in-law.

Today, as an elder, he has come together to propose marriage, so naturally his relationship with his son-in-law is special.

When my daughter gets married, there will always be someone to help her with daily life in the same courtyard.

Although he looked down on such people from the bottom of his heart.

But for the sake of his daughter's future life and for the sake of his son-in-law, he naturally had to entertain him well.

Moreover, to some extent, Lou Jingzhai likes this kind of people the most, after all, he has plenty of money.

"Hey, we are all family, we are all family."

Although the third uncle Yan Bugui had a smile on his face, he was really unsure in his heart and felt like he was being roasted on the fire.

The truth is, the gap between their identities is too big, and they can't talk to each other!

In the end, there was nothing they could do but to talk about a few things from He Yuzhu's childhood, and the meal went on quite harmoniously.

Lou Jingzhai was in a different position, so he could hear some of the trends from above in advance.

After the meal, they decided to get the marriage certificate the next day.

When he returned, Lou Jingzhai returned half of the gift and prepared another generous gift for the third uncle.

He said that his daughter had been spoiled since she was a child and was ignorant, and that after she got married, he, as the elder, would be asked to take care of her more.

Yan Buguile couldn't close his mouth.

Holding two thick red envelopes in their hands, and carrying two cloth bags on the bicycle.

He just felt that what he learned today was enough for him to brag about for half a year.

The father and son returned to the courtyard, left their things at home, and went to work.

When He Yuzhu arrived at the cafeteria, it was time for everyone to eat.

As soon as I entered the cafeteria, I saw an old man sitting alone eating.

He thought about it, walked over and sat opposite the old man, and said with a smile:

"Uncle, I'm eating."

The old man looked up and saw that it was He Yuzhu, and his face looked a little unhappy.

I have to say, after what happened last night, things weren't very good to begin with.

"Zhu Zi, are you going to propose marriage today?"

The old man didn't know why He Yuzhu came to see him, so he just asked casually.

"Yeah, I took a whole morning off, so I'm back now, right?"

He Yuzhu nodded in response, pondered for a moment, looked at the old man and spoke slowly:

"Uncle, you have watched me grow up. Today I am going to tell you something from the bottom of my heart. Do you want to listen?"

This morning, He Yuzhu had already given an injection to an old lady, and now it was the old man's turn.

"Okay, you go ahead."

The old man glanced at He Yuzhu, not knowing what he wanted to say.

"Uncle, I know exactly what you are thinking.

As for me, I also want to live a peaceful life in the yard.

When Xiao'e gets married tomorrow, this kind of thing will happen every other day.

I am also not happy these days, do you think this is the truth?"

The old man nodded, thinking that what He Yuzhu said made sense.

He was very clear about the fighting ability of Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu.

"As for you, you are tying yourself to the Jia family now, just hoping that Banggeng will take care of you in your old age.

However, as the old saying goes, you can tell a child’s future by looking at him when he is three, and his old age by looking at him when he is seven.

Banggeng will be six years old this year. Do you think he can really support you in your old age?"

He Yuzhu's words were like a needle, accurately piercing Yi Zhonghai's lung tube.

Yes, Jia Zhangshi protected Banggeng, and Qin Huairu was reluctant to teach him.

He has no ties to anyone, so it's hard to say much.

I don’t know what will happen in the future.

"What do you mean by this?"

The old man put down the chopsticks in his hand, looked at He Yuzhu, and waited for his next words.

"Uncle, you and Auntie haven't had a child for so many years. Have you ever thought about adopting one or two?"

He Yuzhu went straight to the point:

"I know what you are worried about, but you have to understand one thing:

When people get along with each other for a long time, they develop feelings for each other.

Let's just talk about Bang Geng. I won't mention how he treats others, but what do you think of his two sisters?"

The old man was silent. Even if it was a good joke, he treated his two younger sisters in a way that was totally unreasonable.

No matter what delicious food he got, he would let his two younger sisters eat it together.

"What do you think? You and your aunt are going to adopt a child now.

If you treat your children sincerely, how can they not remember your kindness in the future?

Even if we take a step back, the child you raise should at least have the surname Yi, right?

Even if Banggeng has a girl in the future, he can't give her the surname Yi, right?"

He Yuzhu's two sentences once again hit Yi Zhonghai's mind.