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Lu Huai'an, who listened silently and didn't interrupt, was called by his name, raised his lips, and nodded: "I think this method is very good."

Zhao Xuelan was quite surprised and stared at him with wide eyes.

Everyone was overjoyed and kept asking, "Which method is better?"

"It's all good." Lu Huaian followed the sound, smiled and said affectionately: "Auntie, I think what you said is particularly reasonable! Look, Sister Juan is about to get married, right? She must have a boy! If you get a girl, kill it!"

There are three boys and one girl in the aunt's family, just such a young daughter. My father loves my brother and spoils me. On weekdays, I don't even let the fields and fields be planted. The family saves money for her work and allows her to finish school.

If she really dared to say this before her marriage, her husband would be the first to forgive her.

His aunt's face changed greatly, and she waved her hands again and again: "Hey, it's okay, my Juan'er and her in-law's family are doing well. They don't prioritize sons over daughters...cough!"

Halfway through speaking, she smiled embarrassingly: "I'm talking nonsense, Huai'an, you are really... I'm joking, just kidding. "

"Oh, I'm joking with you too. Sister Juan is so well-married, she mustn't be like this." Lu Huai'an smiled, then turned to look at his second uncle: "Uncle, brother Xiaolong has been married for a year, and his sister-in-law has given birth. ?"

Unexpectedly, being named suddenly, his second uncle looked at Zhao Xuelan subconsciously.

As a result, Zhao Xuelan didn't lift her head, and her second uncle couldn't get any support, so she could only rub her hands together: "Ah, no... no."

Afraid that he would also say that he must have a boy child, the second uncle hurried to make up for it: "I don't give preference to sons, I, I can do it, ah, I can do it."

"Oh, I didn't say that." Lu Huai'an slapped the melon seeds and squinted his eyelids: "I said that I heard that Lu Susu is a good child. If my sister-in-law can't have a baby, she might as well leave and let Brother Xiaolong marry Susu. Hey, you see this is not very good, kiss and kiss!"

Everyone in the room was dumbfounded.

The third uncle's face was ashen, embarrassed and flustered.

Lu Susu, who originally had a spring expression on her face, occasionally gave Lu Huai'an a wink, was stunned for two seconds, then ran away crying with a wow.

This has also been talked about to death, and the matter can't go on.

Except for one or two who didn't see it right after watching the play, they were half-depressed and muttered a few words about how Lu Huai'an could talk to the elders like this, everyone else got up in a hurry.

The whole house was quickly cleared up.

It was just a few words. Lu Huai'an didn't care. Anyway, these relatives, after his father died, would get together to have a meal all year round. They didn't even go through the scene on weekdays.

Lu Dingyuan, who was originally watching the play, was stunned.

his brother.

Absolutely.

This wave of counterattacks is one hundred enemies!

What's even more bizarre is that Zhao Xuelan was not surprised or angry at all. She patted her knees and called the two little girls to come in to clean up the table and sweep the floor.

Knowing that it was impossible for her to apologize, Lu Huai'an also threw down the seeds, patted her **** and left.

Of course Zhao Xuelan wouldn't ask Lu Dingyuan to do things. He was idle anyway, thought about it for a while, and ran out to chase after his brother.

"Brother! Wait a minute!"

"What are you doing?"

Lu Huai'an was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes: "Is something wrong?"

"Hehe." Lu Dingyuan grinned and leaned over: "You were so majestic just now!"

Unexpectedly, he said this, Lu Huai'an waved his hand: "Let's go, I'm so sleepy, I fell asleep."

Lu Dingyuan wasn't angry either, Shen Ruyun was still putting on the quilt in the room, and he didn't go in to take a look.

Meizi returned to the house, he tossed and turned.

He also imagined that his brother was as powerful.

So for the next few days, he stuck with Lu Huaian wherever he went.

Lu Huai'an was so annoying, it was like a dog's skin plaster, it couldn't be torn off.

As a result, there were firecrackers set off in the distance, so Lu Dingyuan jumped up and went with his friends to join in the fun.

The day after the day after the Chinese New Year, Zhao Xuelan didn't hold him back: "Don't run away, go back early!"

Lu Huai'an was helping his father make baskets in the house, while Shen Ruyun and the two little sisters murmured about 1+1=2.

Everything was calm until Lu Dingyuan brought the two children back.

"Brother! Uncle Qian is building a house! He said he would build a brick house! It's amazing!"

The houses they live in now are all adobe houses.

If anyone could build a brick house, that would be very impressive.

Lu Huai'an frowned and snorted.

Why do you suddenly want to build a house?

Didn't Uncle Qian say he wanted to be like him, save some money to buy a house in the city...

"Old money?" Lu Baoguo took a puff of dry cigarettes and suddenly remembered: "Didn't you follow him all the time? He didn't tell you about such a big thing as building a house?"

"Well, I didn't say it."

I said hello before I came back. Try not to tell the villagers what happened to Lu Huaian outside.

Uncle Qian has always had a solid foundation and won't go out and talk nonsense, so Lu Huai'an still kept his caliber: "I'll go and have a look."

"Well, let's go." Lu Baoguo glanced at him, then lowered his head and continued: "Keep your mouth open and say a few words that are pleasing to you."

"understood."

She went back to the house to change her coat, and Shen Ruyun also came back.

She looked a little stunned, with a trace of anxiety in her eyes: "Huai'an..."

"It's fine." Knowing what she was nervous about, Lu Huai'an patted her hand: "Uncle Qian has always been prudent. There must be his reasons for doing something. I'll check the situation first."

Uncle Qian was not at home, he was squatting on the tree stump of Uncle Zhou's house.

Seeing him from a distance, he beckoned, and weakly called him over for tea.

Lu Huai'an was a little stunned. He walked over, and before he had time to ask, Uncle Qian waved his hand in misery.

"Hey, don't mention it, brother, let's go, let's have two drinks."

Aunt Zhou made some peanuts, and Zhou Shu happily followed them to drink.

While drinking, he complained.

After listening for a while, Lu Huai'an understood what had happened.

It turned out that Uncle Qian was in a different situation from his family. He had a good relationship with his parents. Although he kept a hand, he still sent a letter to his family.

After earning some money, my parents can rest for a while, and I don't have to go to work in the future.

As a result, when Mom and Dad heard this, they were immediately excited.

It's good to make money!

Before the son was never married and had no children, they were worried.

Right now, someone just happened to introduce a girl. Everything else was fine, but he thought his house was broken.

Look, someone handed you a pillow just after dozing off.

My son made money!

The house has to be demolished and rebuilt immediately. It doesn't matter how much it can be built, the important thing is to build a brick house! Decent!

The daughter-in-law also made arrangements immediately. It doesn't matter when you get married, the important thing is to have children!

Uncle Qian covered his face, almost ashamed to listen: "It's alright, Lao Zhou, can you give me some face, ah?"

Even Lu Huai'an couldn't help but want to laugh.

"It's alright, Lao Qian, why are you so irritable, how normal is it to get married? You can see that you are not too young."

"Is the problem here? Ah?" Uncle Qian was so depressed that he slapped the table: "The problem is, now everyone knows that I make money! And it's enough money to build a brick house! You know why I came here, you don't , the threshold of my house will be trampled!"

What are you here for?

Uncle Qian sneered and patted the table: "What are you doing? Borrow money!"

He stared at Zhou Zhishu, and he was not angry: "What else do you say, wealth and honor do not return home, such as brocade wool night clothes..."

"It's wealth and honor that don't return home, like brocade clothes walking at night."