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Chapter 360 No definite number

"Alang, is Yongle alone enough to handle the situation? Fuchun doesn't have much work today, why not let him go with us?"

There are four Zhao Yongle brothers. He is the third brother in the family. He has the eldest brother Zhao Fuchun, the second brother Zhao Funian, and the younger brother Zhao Yongxi.

The Zhao family is like all conventional families in this era. It has no other characteristics. The only characteristic is poverty. It is precisely because of poverty that the eldest son of the Zhao family is almost thirty years old now and has not yet found a wife, let alone the Zhao family.

There are several others.

When Mrs. Zhao was talking, Zhao Yongle rolled up his sleeves, and looking down from his tanned arms, he saw a pair of dark hands, holding a black or white sweat towel cautiously.

Zhao Yongle was eager to try this job, but he was worried that he would say the wrong thing and make Mrs. Zhao unhappy. He was even more worried that Mrs. Zhao would talk too much and Huo Lang would ask his eldest brother to help him or not at all.

His nerves were tense, and he suddenly heard Huo Lang say: "No need, just one person is needed, Yongle will do."

Huo Lang's eyes fell on Zhao Yongle, and he frowned slightly but showed no emotion, "See if Yongle is okay. If there is nothing else, go ahead and do more before it's too late."

Zhao Yongle immediately breathed a sigh of relief and smiled sincerely: "Okay! Brother Lang, I have nothing else to do!"

Zhao Yongle responded swiftly. When he and Huo Lang walked out, Mrs. Zhao was still following behind them:

"Huo Lang, my Yongle is here to help, will you take care of the food later? Haha... The old aunt has no other meaning. If there is no food to eat, my aunt will cook more at home. If she is in charge of the food, she will cook less.

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"Taking care of the food."

Huo Lang didn't look back and walked ahead without saying a word.

Zhao Yongle felt a little embarrassed, but after thinking about it briefly, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with what his mother asked. He didn't take it to heart, jumped across the yard threshold, and followed Huo Lang to Chen's house.

Go.

Huo Lang didn't talk much, and Zhao Yongle wasn't a sociable person either. The two of them walked in tandem and didn't say a word on the way to Chen's house.

Huo Lang was walking in front. When he entered the yard, he saw the broom lying on the side. His peach-blossom eyes swayed as if he had thought of something. He tilted his head to one side and lifted the broom up. He turned his back to Zhao Yongle and said, "What the hell is that guy scraping lime?"

They are all in the main room, go in and get them."

"well!"

Zhao Yongle nodded, without thinking about anything else. His eyes wandered casually in the yard, and then he walked towards the main room.

As soon as he took a step forward, Huo Lang straightened up and followed him towards the main room.

Zhao Yongle went into the house to get something, but he didn't take it. As soon as he entered the house, he bumped into Si Ningning, who was sitting in the middle of the hall, facing the door.

Everyone on the team knew that Si Ningning and Huo Lang were engaged. No matter whether they were old or young, everyone was envious of the fact that Huo Lang had the most beautiful educated youth wife among them.

Zhao Yongle is like this, but he also has an educated youth partner, so even though he is envious, he is actually satisfied in his heart.

But the moment he saw Si Ningning, he didn't know what he thought of, but simply wanting to avoid suspicion, Zhao Yongle subconsciously turned around and wanted to exit the main room, but it was too late.

There was a sound of two door panels colliding, and Huo Lang, who came in behind him, closed the door with his backhand. Like a tiger in a nest, he took a small bench and sat with his back to the door, completely blocking Zhao Yongle's path.

die.

"Lang, Brother Lang..." Zhao Yongle suddenly became anxious and looked at Huo Lang, who had lowered his brows and looked unhappy, and then looked at Si Ningning on the other side, who was also looking at him with a stern face and a cold expression.

No matter how stupid he was, Zhao Yongle realized that bumping into Si Ningning here was not a coincidence.

Si Ningning had already made plans to negotiate and was fully prepared.

He moved the small table that Holang had collected for her to eat into the main room, placed it in the middle, and placed a bench on each side of it, one for her to sit on, and the other for her to sit on.

Zhao Yongle glanced at Huo Lang one last time, looked away and swallowed, then sat down across the small table in front of Si Ningning.

"Si Zhiqing..."

Zhao Yongle was sitting on pins and needles and stammered.

When Zhao Yongle walked in, Si Ningning took a closer look and found that his height should be around 168 to 170 centimeters.

Now sitting down to talk, Si Ningning's eyes swayed, and Zhao Yongle couldn't help but look around carefully.

All country boys have dark skin, including Huo Lang, but Zhao Yongle is darker than Huo Lang.

He has a thin face, thick eyebrows, a high bridge of nose, and very clear eyes. However, based on his thin face and frame, his lips appear to be particularly thick visually.

He looks like a simple and honest young man, but he talks intermittently and looks like he's looking around. He doesn't look like someone who can make decisions independently.

Si Ningning could basically predict what the future life would be like if Song Xiaoyun really married Zhao Yongle and had children.

But she knew it was useless. She was not the person involved and could not influence Song Xiaoyun's decision. At the same time, she was not very willing to wade into this muddy water, so she was not very biased towards Song Xiaoyun when she spoke, nor did she deliberately question Zhao Yongle.

.

"Xiaoyun is my friend. You saw me here and now you are sitting in front of me. You should know what I mean."

"Yes..." Zhao Yongle's thick lips opened. After hesitatingly uttering a word, he lowered his head in shame, "Si Zhiqing, I will be responsible for Xiaoyun..."

"Things have happened. As one of the parties involved, of course you must bear due responsibilities. Xiaoyun is in a very bad state now, and she is pregnant... Whether this child should stay or go, a decision needs to be made as soon as possible.

I came here just to know what your plans are."

Si Ningning looked at Zhao Yongle with cold eyes, but Zhao Yongle misunderstood her meaning, raised his head and said anxiously: "She wants to get rid of the child?"

Si Ningning's crescent-shaped brows suddenly lowered, and she patiently explained:

"I don't know what she is planning, but I hope you can understand one thing. What if you don't deal with it as soon as possible and your belly becomes pregnant? Do you really like her? Or love her? Then continue to delay, and she will bear the responsibility in the future.

Do you know what kind of fallacies and accusations are made?”

In any era, society is harsh on women.

The countryside usually looks peaceful, but once something happens, the fallacies are enough to drive a person crazy.

Zhao Yongle was born and raised in the countryside, and of course he knew how powerful the talkative women living in the village and alleys in the countryside were.

His mind followed Si Ningning's words and derived pictures one after another, and finally shook his head firmly: "No! I like her! I don't want her to be hurt at all!"

After saying that, his eyes turned red again, and he held his head in pain and scratched at the top of his head: "But...but I can't help it, and I don't know what to do! I really can't give her what she wants, and I...I don't know what to do either."

I tried to discuss it with my family, but my family is poor and there are several unmarried brothers. My mother doesn't agree, and even if she agrees, the family can't raise the money."

Not to mention how troublesome and embarrassing the process of approving bricks and tiles is. Even if this relationship is opened up, a red brick costs two cents. Building a house can start with 10,000 red bricks. The bricks alone will cost about 200 yuan, let alone

There are still tiles, lime, etc., but even if they sell iron, the Zhao family will not be able to raise the money.

Another thing, brothers will also have opinions.

Zhao Yongle knew that the family was in trouble, and after discussing it, he knew there was no chance, so he didn't say anything more. He did like Song Xiaoyun, and because the house matter had not been resolved, he did not dare to go to Song Xiaoyun again.

Zhao Yongle had a bad temper and did not want to or dared to openly confront his mother. Because the place where he went to the countryside was small, he valued filial piety very much. He was afraid that Song Xiaoyun would make trouble with him and force him to make a choice, so he was now making a fuss that everyone in the house of female educated youths had.

A knowing scene.

Zhao Yongle was in a dilemma. He originally chose to escape, but now every word of Si Ningning's words hit home. There was no room for evasion. He thought about himself in pain for a while, suppressing his emotions and said:

"I really don't know what to do. I'm willing to give her whatever I can give, but I really can't give it... Si Zhiqing, how do you think this matter should be handled well? What should I do? I also

I don’t want her to be wronged!”

So what if you don’t want Song Xiaoyun to be wronged?

Isn’t Song Xiaoyun still wronged?

Si Ningning chuckled in her heart and couldn't help but think of a sentence she once saw on the Internet. It roughly meant that if you had ten dollars in your pocket, would you rather spend nine dollars or nine-nine dollars on your girlfriend? It was very impressive at the time.

A girl's love of love.

This just sounds 'romantic', but when I think about it carefully, I feel something is wrong.

Girls can obviously have a higher starting point and better and higher-quality choices, so why should they choose you for ten dollars?

Is it worth it to spend the rest of my life busy at home and outside for temporary guarantees and temporary romance, only to find that life is not as good as I originally imagined? If I complain a few words, I may be criticized for material things?

Of course not.

The two events before and after are different, but the nature is indeed the same. For example, Song Xiaoyun is now unconscious and cannot pull ten cows back.

For example, at first, she felt that Song Xiaoyun would be great everywhere and wanted to be together all the time. However, when Song Xiaoyun said she wanted a house, she backed down and avoided Zhao Yongle.

Maybe they both like each other?

But I don’t like it that much either.

Si Ningning was distracted and did not answer for a long time. Huo Lang stood up and moved the bench, put his fist to his lips and coughed twice as a reminder.

Si Ningning immediately came back to her senses and said: "Although the matter is difficult to handle, it is not without a solution. The premise is that you really like her, are willing and able to take care of her in the future life, and do what a man and a pillar should do."

Fulfill your responsibilities.”

"Can you?" Si Ningning asked.

"I can!" Zhao Yongle assured immediately.

As long as it's not about the house, he can do anything else, and he will try his best to do what he can't do!

Si Ningning thought about it and said, "Nothing is missing in the wedding process. You don't have to have a house, but you must have a separate room for the two of you."

As long as you work hard and work hard, it's the same as building a house with your own efforts after getting married.

"One more."

Si Ningning tucked her broken hair behind her ears, raised her head and looked at Zhao Yongle, "If you two want to live your own lives well, you must separate your family."

Mrs. Zhao has four sons, none of whom are married now. The work points earned every quarter every year, and if there is any left over at the end of the year, they are all converted into money in the team and Mrs. Zhao is in charge of it.

Regardless of interests, desire for control, or reasons, Mrs. Zhao would not agree to the separation of the family.

But thinking from Song Xiaoyun's perspective, Si Ningning felt that this family must score.

Otherwise, if Song Xiaoyun gets married, not only will her life be difficult to live, but she will also be like a gourd vine, sucking blood and dragging her along in a long string.

Zhao Yongle was embarrassed and hesitant because he was probably thinking about the conflicts that would arise at home after talking about this matter. However, after careful consideration, he knitted his brows and expressed his determination to Si Ningning: "I can do it!"

"I will handle this matter when I get back today. If Xiaoyun is willing to follow me, just let her wait for me for a few more days, just a few more days!"

Zhao Yongle was able to make this choice, which made Si Ningning look at him with a high regard.

But Si Ningning was just a lobbyist in this matter, coming to mediate. Whether he nodded or shook his head, he had to see Song Xiaoyun when he got back.

"Don't worry, tell your family now. Let me ask her what she means when I get back! If possible, tonight or tomorrow, I will ask Huo Lang to reply to you."

At this point, Si Ningning had already stood up. It was obvious that he had already said everything he needed to say.

Zhao Yongle stood up and nodded repeatedly, "Okay, please trouble Si Zhiqing."

Although there is still pressure in his heart, Zhao Yongle feels much more relaxed than before.

Instead of the whole family getting involved and making noise together because of money matters, why not decide to separate the family and branch out, which will happen sooner or later anyway.

Moreover, as long as the family is separated, he and Song Xiaoyun will live the same life as Si Ningning said. He is hardworking and willing to work, so he is not afraid that life will not get better.

Zhao Yongle scratched the back of his head, looked at Si Ningning and then turned to look at Huo Lang. He smiled naively and sincerely: "Well, I'll go back first?"

Huo Lang glanced at Si Ningning, making sure that Si Ningning had nothing else to say, then he stood up, moved the bench, and reopened the door to the hall.

Zhao Yongle said he was going back, but when he was leaving, Huo Lang patted him on the shoulder and refused to let him go, "Let's work first and take care of the food in the evening."

Zhao Yongle was stunned for a while, but he finally came to his senses, nodded and smiled even brighter.

He just thought that Huo Lang was just using work as an excuse to bring him here, but he didn't expect that there was really work to do.

Zhao Yongle took the hammer given by Huo Lang and ran to the foundation. He selected broken bricks and knocked them. After knocking them out to a suitable size, he dug out washed lime to fill the gaps in the corners.

Zhao Yongle squatted and stood sometimes, he was extremely busy.

Huo Lang stood at the door and stared for a long time, then turned around and asked Si Ningning with a smile on his face: "Are you angry?"

"Alas..." Si Ningning exhaled from her nose and spread her hands in a helpless manner, "Why should I be angry?"

She has done her best to respect and not interfere with Song Xiaoyun's decisions.

What will happen in the future and whether you can live a better life depends on the individual.

Sometimes you can tell something about your face, behavior or personality, but after all, she is not an expert in predicting the future. The future...

There is no definite number.

(End of chapter)