Chapter 811: 207: Be a worldling and drink alcohol and eat meat_2 Chapter 811: 207: Be a worldling and drink alcohol and eat meat_2 Wu Lan continued, “My brother is very proud, always wanted to find an unmarried girl. Otherwise, he would have married long ago. Why would he still be waiting? You don’t know how many divorced women are willing to pay to marry my brother!”
Wu Lan wasn’t really bragging.
Wu Qiang himself was quite a catch, and countless divorced women wanted to be with him.
Unfortunately, Wu Qiang didn’t want anyone who had been married before.
Actually, with Wu Qiang’s qualities, finding an unmarried girl would be very easy, but Wu Qiang also demanded that the woman be beautiful.
In Beijing, there was no shortage of pretty, young girls, but how many parents were willing to let their precious, unmarried daughters become stepmothers?
That’s why Wu Qiang still hadn’t found the right match.
Right when Wu Yanyun’s family moved in, Wu Lan noticed that Wu Yanyun was quite beautiful, sensible, and dutiful, so she thought of introducing her to her brother.
With Wu Qiang’s excellent prospects, Grandma Wu didn’t want to give up. She had been alive for so many years but had never once lived in a western-style house. She dreamt of living like city people, in a western-style house, if only just once.
“I can’t decide for Yanyun on this matter. I need to ask Jinshu and his wife.”
Wu Lan took Grandma Wu’s hand, “Auntie, you are Yanyun’s biological grandmother. How come you don’t have the final say in this matter?”
Grandma Wu sighed, “How can I make the decision for the two of them?”
Wu Lan went on, “Then you must go back and have a serious talk with Brother Jinshu and your sister-in-law. If you miss this opportunity, there won’t be another! I’m only mentioning this because your family has rented our house for so long; we’re practically family. I wouldn’t even consider outsiders. Not just anyone can marry my brother!”
Grandma Wu stood up, “Alright, let’s leave it at that for now. I’m heading back.”
“I’ll walk you out.” Wu Lan escorted Grandma Wu to the gate.
Grandma Wu’s bounded feet moved slowly. A journey that ordinary people could complete in 15 minutes took her over forty minutes to reach home.
Upon arriving home, Wu Yanyun was washing dishes in the kitchen.
Yan Erju was breastfeeding her child, while Wu Jinshu was feeding the ducks in the yard.
These ducks were freshly caught, still fluffy and yellow. Wu Jinshu fed them and said, “Eat up, little ducks. Whether our three kids can go to school depends on you.”
Grandma Wu approached, “You’re counting on these ducks to pay for the kids’ schooling?”
Wu Jinshu nodded, his face full of longing, “Mom, don’t underestimate these ducks. There are ten of them. Once they grow up, they’ll become big ducks. The big ducks will lay eggs and hatch more ducklings, and then we can sell them for money, right?”
These ten ducklings had cost the couple nearly all their savings, which were only possible thanks to the thirteen yuan Ni Yang had given them last time. Otherwise, they barely scraped by each month, with no spare cash to buy ducklings.
Grandma Wu chuckled, “Waiting for these ducklings to grow up, lay eggs, and hatch new ones will take ages! You might be able to wait, but the children can’t! Come with me; I need to talk to you.”
Wu Jinshu put down the dipper and followed Grandma Wu into the house.
Grandma Wu glanced outside before closing the door.
Wu Jinshu asked, puzzled, “Mom, what do you want to talk about? You’re being so secretive.”
Grandma Wu pulled Wu Jinshu to sit down and her eyes quickly became red-rimmed, “Jinshu, you’re not well, and we have so many kids to support, plus this old lady dragging you down. It’s been hard on you these years.”
“Mom! What are you talking about? Dragging me down? You’re my mother; it’s only right for me to take care of you! And I don’t feel burdened at all. I have sons and daughters, a wife and a mother; I feel luckier than anyone!”
The rich have their joys, and the poor have theirs.
Wu Jinshu was content with his life, never feeling overburdened or complaining.
Grandma Wu wiped away her tears, “Yet, I just can’t help but feel for you.”
Wu Jinshu was thirty-five.
Wu Lan’s brother Wu Qiang was also thirty-five.
Wu Qiang had money and a house, everything. What did Wu Jinshu have? He didn’t even have the money to send his kids to school.
So young and already in poor health.
Every parent feels for their child.
“Mom, you’re overthinking it. I’m living a good life; what is there to feel sorry for?” Wu Jinshu helped Grandma Wu dab her tears.