Bringing supplies to marry the leader who has no children, and the military wife who is easy to conc

Mother Zhou kept comforting her little granddaughter in her arms.

Xiao Yuer cried for a while and then sobbed softly, his little body shaking.

"OK OK."

"Mom, Dad and my brothers will be back soon."

"Come, little fish, drink some water."

Zhou's mother fed Xiao Yuer some warm water and egg custard before she calmed down.

Xiao Yuer was still sad after eating the egg custard, and hugged Ji Feng's neck with his hands like lotus roots.

The two heads leaned against each other, the dog and the baby keeping each other warm.

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When returning to his hometown to worship his ancestors, with the grown man Zhou Yuheng by his side, Xu Qingluo only needed to follow him with his two sons.

Qingming Festival is not just about worshipping ancestors, the most important thing is that there are several mountains to climb.

Zhou Yuheng took off his coat and handed it to her. Only a vest was left on his upper body, and his strong arms were exposed.

Zhou Yuheng quickly scanned the surroundings.

The mother and her two children, along with Grandpa Zhou and Grandma Zhou, were settled in the shade under the tree to wait.

"It's cool here."

"Don't run around, okay?"

"Take good care of Mom and Great-Grandpa and Great-Grandma."

Zhou Yuheng was worried and warned his two sons.

He was not worried about anything else but his two sons causing trouble for his wife.

"Don't worry, Dad! We know!"

Xiaoman and Xiaoyuan acted like little adults and gave Zhou Yuheng a promise.

Zhou Yuheng touched his two sons' heads with trust.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you."

After Zhou Yuheng gave instructions to his two sons, he took a sickle and went up the mountain with several grandsons of Grandpa Zhou to clear a path.

As the men climbed up, they cleared the weeds, dead trees, etc. on both sides to make it easier for the women and elders to go up the mountain.

The weather is usually in the rainy season, but it is always sunny on the Qingming Festival.

Even God is blessing the filial descendants.

Several of Grandpa Zhou's granddaughters-in-law and aunts were looking at Xu Qingluo curiously.

This is the first time Xu Qingluo has returned to her hometown after marrying into the Zhou family for so many years, and everyone is full of curiosity about her.

Since Xu Qingluo returned to her hometown, she has had little contact with the women in Grandpa Zhou's family.

At most, we chatted a few words when people came to visit Grandpa Zhou and Grandma Zhou.

"Xiaoheng's wife, where do you work?"

Several aunts from Grandpa Zhou's family looked at her curiously.

The last time Grandpa Zhou and Grandma Zhou came back with the two children, they couldn’t find out anything.

But now that Xu Qingluo is here, they can't control their curiosity.

"My Xiaoluo is a university teacher."

Before Xu Qingluo could answer the aunts' questions, Grandma Zhou answered for her.

Qingluo stood aside obediently and smiled.

Grandma Zhou deliberately concealed her specific workplace, and Xu Qingluo naturally would not tell anyone.

"Oh, you're a university teacher?"

"That's awesome."

Xu Qingluo continued to show her standard smile.

Although she usually has no major problems in interpersonal communication.

But she really couldn't handle this kind of occasion where she was greeting distant relatives.

You should know that any request that comes from a relative is the hardest to refuse.

You have to keep some dignity

"Which university does Xiaoheng's wife teach at?"

"My eldest grandson is taking the college entrance exam this year. Do you think he can pass?"

"Xiao Heng's wife, you should have some review materials or something, right?"

Whatever Xu Qingluo fears will come to pass.

But with the endless inquiries from the aunts and sisters-in-law, Xu Qingluo could only respond while maintaining basic decency.

"Aunts and aunts, the high school teachers are responsible for the students' college entrance examinations."

"We university teachers are not involved in this."

"Don't your university teachers care about the college entrance examination?"

Xu Qingluo smiled and shook his head. The college entrance examination was organized by the Education Bureau.

This is not something teachers can interfere with!

"The college entrance examination is handled by the Education Bureau."

When the aunts and sisters heard that the Education Bureau was in charge of the college entrance examination, they could only sigh with regret.

They thought that Xu Qingluo, a university teacher, knew the questions for the college entrance examination and could tell them about it.

It turns out that the college entrance examination is not the responsibility of university teachers!

"Education Bureau, did your teacher come up with the question?"

They are all teachers, so I think they are all the same.

Maybe someone with connections could help me out?

"I don't know about this."

Xu Qingluo has never set questions for the college entrance examination, but she has participated in grading the examination papers.

"I heard that the requirements for the college entrance examination are stricter now than in previous years."

"Now only students who have graduated from high school and are between 17 and 19 years old can participate."

"Yes, in the first two years, all workers can participate."

"How can we reform it just by saying it now?"

As parents, we are all afraid that the Education Bureau’s reforms will affect the college entrance examination.

The college entrance examination has finally been resumed, but what if there is no university to go to again?

We are all people who have experienced a "cultural gap of ten years", and we still have some psychological trauma in our hearts.

"Xiaoheng, my wife, do you think I won't be able to go to college again?"

"Aunts and aunts, we must believe in our country."

"Xiao Luo is right."

"The newspapers all say that we value knowledge, so don't let your imagination run wild."

After Grandma Zhou spoke, the aunts and uncles from Grandpa Zhou's family stopped discussing this topic.

After a while, Zhou Yuheng and several grandchildren of Grandpa Zhou came down from the mountain.

The men carried the offerings for the ancestors up the mountain on shoulder poles, and the women followed behind with their children.

Zhou Yuheng carried the shoulder pole in one hand and pulled Xu Qingluo up with the other, then took the two sons handed to him by the guard.

"Grandpa and grandma, I'll pick you up later."

"Okay, keep an eye on the two kids."

"Ah."

Xu Qingluo walked in front holding Xiaoman and Xiaoyuan, and Zhou Yuheng walked behind carrying a shoulder pole.

Seeing two children almost fall down due to missing a step, he reached out to protect them.

"Slower."

"Yes, Dad."

Zhou Yuheng sent the mother and her two children up the mountain, and then went down the mountain to pick up Grandpa Zhou and Grandma Zhou.

With the presence of the guards and Zhou Yuheng, the two elders also climbed the mountain smoothly.

After going up the mountain, the men began to use hoes to clear the weeds around and on the graves.

Xiaoman and Xiaoyuan followed Zhou Yuheng and helped pull weeds.

After the weeds were cleared, the women placed the chickens, ducks, fish, meat and wine they had brought on the ground, and then set out three sets of red bowls and chopsticks.

After a series of customs such as burning incense, burning paper money, and setting off firecrackers, everyone finally came forward to bow to their ancestors according to their seniority.

Grandpa Zhou and Grandma Zhou stepped forward and bowed first, and the younger generations followed one after another according to their seniority.

Xiaoman and Xiaoyuan looked at it, and followed their parents' example, bowing three times, with serious expressions on their little faces.

After a day of tomb sweeping, Xu Qingluo was so tired that she didn't want to move at all.

But dinner still had to be cooked, so she could only push her tired body into the kitchen.

Zhou Yuheng was chopping chicken and duck in the kitchen. When he saw her come in, he whispered a word of concern.

"Rest if you're tired. I'll do it."

"You're more tired."

The man had done a day's work, and as his wife she should share some of the burden.

We can't let him do it all by himself.