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Chapter 515

Everyone had a great dinner except Zheng Huiwen.

"Brother, my Bingkun said that after the new year, he will go to the capital with you to develop, and I will go too."

"What are you going to do?" Old Zheng glared at his sister.

"You can't let our husband and wife live apart, can you?"

"Besides, I want a second child. If he's not around, who should I have?"

"Pfft~"

Both Cao Yunzhi and Xiao Yingying sprayed tea, and Zheng Zhi looked even more contemptuous.

"How old are you when you have children?"

"Why? If you can't give birth to yourself, you don't allow others to give birth?"

Zheng Huiwen was afraid of his younger brother, so he didn't make much resistance, so he glanced at the father and son of the Yang family with a guilty conscience.

"I was the one who encouraged Huiwen to have a second child. Bingkun, you have to cooperate with her and fight for the first day of the new year. There are many fat boys in the family."

Yang Bingkun blushed, lowered his head and drank tea fiercely.

Seeing this, the old lady was very unhappy.

"Why? You're not happy?"

"No, it's not, Mom, Huiwen is 43 years old this year. She is an advanced maternal age. Pregnancy and childbirth are dangerous."

"What's the danger? Now that life is getting better and better, there are airplanes and cannons on TV. How difficult is it to have a baby? In the early years, 48-50, [-]-year-old had fewer children?"

"Mom, it can't be compared with that time."

"Why can't we compare? If you all give me more grandchildren, can I force Huiwen to have a second child?"

Cao Yunzhi and Xiao Yingying were restless.

The two brothers were not happy.

"Mom, the topic of having children is inseparable every year. Can the fate between children and parents be forced? Fate will come naturally when it comes." Zheng Zhi said with a dark face.

"Hehe, fate? You tell me that the child has no fate with you, or has no fate with your wife?"

"Mom, what are you talking about? Let's go. Let's go home after dinner. If you want to give birth, let Hui Wensheng go. If you can give birth, I will give her a big red envelope immediately." Old Zheng walked out angrily.

"Dad, are you coming home tonight?"

Yang Bingkun looked at his son with a wry smile, "I have to stay and cooperate with your mother!"

Yang Bin looked at his father sympathetically, what did marriage do to him?He doesn't want to get married, and find another woman like his mother?

In a flash, it came to the fifth day of the first lunar month, and dumplings were eaten on the fifth day. Grandma, grandpa and uncle all came, and the whole family gathered together to make dumplings.

When Wang Changgui came to visit, he used to look for Su Mingcheng, but now he came to see Su Jian.

"Cui Youfa?"

Su Jian said that she didn't know this person. Weitang Village was so big that she couldn't remember half of them by name, and she didn't know where he lived.

"It's the one who sold our pot lid for ten yuan." Su Mingcheng added.

Oh, now I know who it is.

Seven years ago, Su Jian was still in elementary school. Her big iron pot needed a new lid. There was a carpenter in the village, so she naturally asked Cui Youfa for it.

It was ready in three days, and it was originally agreed to give [-] yuan, but Cui Youfa temporarily raised the price, saying that his family's pot was not round, and it took a lot of effort, but he finally asked for [-] yuan.

The pot lid had rotted into a pile of wood slag long ago, and was later replaced with an aluminum one, which has been in use until now.

"He is a carpenter, and he said that he works for a day in the south, and the boss pays him 50 yuan."

At any time, craftsmen are popular, and carpenters can indeed earn fifty dollars a day, but that is in the economically developed south.

"You can join. The salary is not high. According to Boss Zheng's quotation, small workers are ten yuan a day, and senior workers are fifteen a day. A technician like him can be paid up to thirty a day. Ask him if he will do it."

After Wang Changgui left, his son Wang Jianbo came over with a book to ask questions.

The boy failed in the Hua Luogeng Cup mathematics competition, and he looked gloomy like a little old man.

(End of this chapter)