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Xie Zhuo had never been like this before. He liked someone so much that he could hardly control himself.

When I see you, I want to hug you, kiss you, cling to you, and want... more.

The moment his hand was grabbed, Xu Yan turned around to look at the two kids, then moved his fingers and lowered his voice, "What are you doing? Dabao and Xiaobao are still watching."

Xie Zhuo glanced under the pear tree.

Dabao and Xiaobao blinked.

"Uncle San, do you want to hear a story too?" Dabao took a bite of dried sweet potato and asked Xie Zhuo.

"Well," Xie Zhuo nodded and let go of Xu Yan's hand, "I'll write the characters I learned recently to Uncle San later."

"Okay," Dabao said with a smile, "We know how to write a lot."

The two little guys ate very quickly because Xie Zhuo rarely had time to accompany them in the morning. After eating, they took the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen and found notebooks and pencils to show him the results of Xu Yan's teaching.

Xu Yan watched for a while and then went into the house to read.

The weather has been getting hotter recently, and there is not much work to do in the fields, so no one has to go to work.

Many families go to the mountains to pick mountain products and sell them, or they pick some vegetables from their own private plots and sell them.

The women basically get together to sew shoe soles, or take advantage of the hot weather and some free time to take out the cotton-padded clothes for winter, unpack them, put the cotton in the sun to dry, wash the cloth with the water, and then sew them back together.

The quilt is similarly done.

No one is idle anyway.

Xie Zhuo listened to Dabao and Xiaobao talking to him for a long time, and then he took them to the river to fish.

He was originally going to the city to buy meat, but was stopped by Xu Yan.

"How can you eat like this every day?" Xu Yan said.

Recently, their family has been living a very lavish life, with at least four dishes and one soup every day.

Compared with the people in the village, it can be said that they are celebrating the New Year almost every day.

But that was because Chen Lihua and Xu Cangsong were there. Even if they ate like that, the villagers would at most say that Xu Yan's parents were rich and it was not like they couldn't afford to eat and drink.

Now that the person is gone, it’s a bit inappropriate to still eat like this.

Easy to be envied.

Xu Yan discovered two days ago that someone had been secretly watching the number of times Xie Zhuo went out to buy meat.

Although I don't know why he is staring at these, I still have to pay more attention to them. Xie Zhuo is still repairing watch radios. If someone really catches him...

"It's better to be more restrained," Xu Yan said.

Xie Zhuo always believed what Xu Yan said, but he still frowned when he heard this, "Today is your birthday."

"Yeah," Xu Yan nodded, then laughed, "So I want to eat the longevity noodles you made, and the grilled fish."

Xie Zhuo's heart softened all of a sudden. He turned his head to look at Dabao and Xiaobao who were still waiting for him, but in the end he did not reach out to touch Xu Yan again.

"Uncle San, can we take Xiao Shuanzi with us?" Xiao Bao asked.

It was a rare opportunity for him to speak before Dabao did. Xie Zhuo smiled at him while holding the bucket, "Go ahead and call."

The little plug came out.

Following behind him was his father, Zheng Xiaopeng.

Zheng Xiaopeng is a man of few words. He is two years older than Xie Zhuo and is tall and thin.

In the words of the villagers, it looks like hemp poles at the edge of the field.

Seeing Xie Zhuo's embarrassed laugh, he said, "Third brother."

"Second Brother Zheng," Xie Zhuo also greeted him.

As the two people walked towards the river, some people stretched their necks to look at them.

A woman looked at Xie Zhuo for a long time and asked, "Old Third, aren't you going to the city to buy meat today?"

Xie Zhuo glanced at her and responded.

Seeing that the woman was about to say something, he spoke before her: "Now that the God of Wealth has left, we must not return to our previous poor days."

Recently he has heard many people privately calling Chen Lihua and Xu Cangsong the God of Wealth.

He also said that if it weren’t for the two of them, would Xie Zhuo be able to go to the city to buy meat every day?

Xie Zhuo sneered in his heart and cooperated with them.

"Oh my," the old woman sighed in a long tone, and then rolled her eyes, "So when they left, didn't they leave anything for you? I heard that they really loved the young educated youth Xu."

"I stayed," Xie Zhuo said.

"What?" the old woman asked quickly.

Perhaps their shouting conversation alarmed quite a few people, and many people sitting at the gate leaned their heads outside with gossipy looks on their faces.

"Two broken sticks were left," Xie Zhuo said.

"Ah? What's the point of keeping this thing?" another old woman shouted.

"They probably wanted to tell me that if I treated the educated youth Xu badly, they would break me in half," Xie Zhuo said.

He said these words in a serious tone, without a trace of joking on his face.

The expressions of the people around me were much more interesting.

Especially Zheng Xiaopeng, who had been following him, looked like he had something to say, or like he had to pee urgently. In short, his expression was very strange.

The road ahead was much quieter, because after passing those houses, we reached the river.

There was no one by the river except a few people washing clothes.

When Xie Zhuo put the bucket on the ground and was thinking about whether to fish directly from the shallow water or sit on the shore to fish, Zheng Xiaopeng finally couldn't hold it in any longer.

"Third brother," Zheng Xiaopeng called Xie Zhuo.

"Huh?" Xie Zhuo turned around.

"You, you," Zheng Xiaopeng looked at him with sympathy, "you have suffered."

Xie Zhuo: “…”

nerve!

Didn't you hear that he was showing off at all?

At this time, other people in Qingshan Brigade were talking.

"My goodness, what's the difference between what Xie Laosan is doing and marrying into the family?"

"The ones who marry into the family are better than him. I think the Xie family is finished if they marry such a man. Will all their children have the surname Xu Yan in the future?"

"No way?"

"I think it's possible. Now it depends on whether Xie Laosan can bear it. If he can't bear it one day, he will have to divorce Xiao Zhiqing Xu."

"Hugh? He has to be brave enough. I heard that the parents of that young Xu Zhiqing are tough guys..."

The person involved, young Xu, knew nothing about all this. She read a Chinese textbook for a while, then did math problems for two hours before she stretched and raised her hand to pinch her eye sockets.

After all, she had not been out of school for too long in her previous life, so she was familiar with many knowledge points and was not completely clueless when she saw the questions.

only……

She thought of Xie Zhuo.

Xie Zhuo hasn't touched these textbooks almost since he finished high school. He probably has forgotten most of what he learned over the years.

In fact, according to their current family background, even if Xie Zhuo does not go to college, he can wait for a few years for the policy to be implemented.

Once things change, you can also use the money to start a business and try your luck.

but……

She didn't really want to be separated from Xie Zhuo.

She wanted to take the two kids with her, and the four of them would go to City B together.

Just as he was thinking about it, Dabao pushed open the door of the yard and ran in, followed by Xiaobao holding a wreath made of willow branches and wild flowers, and Xie Zhuo carrying a bucket.

"Are you back?" Xu Yan walked out of the house.

"Yeah," Xie Zhuo curled the corners of his lips as soon as he saw her.

Then he directed Xiaobao, "Go, put it on Auntie San."

Xiaobao happily ran towards Xu Yan with the wreath in his hand.

Xu Yan was surprised for only a second, then he smiled and bent down.

"I wish Third Aunt will become more and more beautiful and always look like a fairy."

"Thank you, Xiaobao," Xu Yan pinched Xiaobao's face and kissed him again.

"I was the one who put the little red flowers there," Dabao also came over.

"Thank you, Dabao too," Xu Yan also kissed him.

Just as she straightened up, she saw Xie Zhuo had put down the bucket and was standing in front of her.

He said, "I made the wreath."