After rebirth, the beast family members all went crazy

Zhao Chuangen went home and carved the three numbers he had entered under his bed, fearing that he would forget them over time.

In the afternoon, we got on the troupe's car and left.

Wu Qingye kept looking until he couldn't see any shadow anymore, so he went home sadly.

From then on, she was the only one in the family.

She didn't want to live off her savings, so she went out to look for a job. Half a month later, she found a job as a cook on a construction site.

I eat three meals a day at the construction site and go home to sleep at night.

Zhao Bao discovered that Wu Qingye's door was locked all day, so he went out to inquire about it.

Only then did he realize that his son Zhao Chuangen had left with the performance troupe and Wu Qingye had gone to the construction site to cook.

He was a little angry with his son Zhao Chuangen for not telling his father about such a big thing.

I wanted to ask Wu Qingye, but no one showed up.

As time went by, I became too lazy to ask. My son was useless anyway, and he was an adult.

He was too lazy to care, and even if he did, others wouldn't listen.

What made him most sad was that Xiaobao was taken to Jiangxi by Wenshui.

Now, let alone wanting to treat Xiaobao as a grandson or change his name, even looking at him has become a luxury.

He did not go to see Zhao Yuyu when she was sentenced.

He was angry about how he could raise such a shameless thing.

Looking back on the past few years, it seemed that it was Zhao Yuyu who brought bad luck to the family.

He hoped that his daughter would simply die in prison.

In a large courtyard, Wu Qingye lived alone on one side and his father and son lived on the other side.

There was no sound of people talking all day, and Zhao Baoqing couldn't help but think of his mother who cursed at him every day.

"Oh! Mother, you must hate your son to death in the end, right?"

"Mom, who told you that you can't take care of yourself?"

Just as Zhao Baoqing was daydreaming, his old father called him to eat.

Now my father does all the work in this family, and the meals he cooks are getting better and better.

The father and son were eating, and the father suddenly said:

"Baoqing, forget about having a son. You are still young, and Dad is getting older. You should get another wife anyway."

"Last time, Dad asked you to remarry Chuangen's mother, but you didn't want to. So hurry up and visit another one!"

After listening to his father's suggestion, Zhao Baoqing felt that he should also marry another wife.

After all, I am not even fifty yet, and it is still a long way to go before I am seventy or eighty. So I agreed:

"Oh, Dad is right. I'm paying close attention, and Dad is also visiting me."

In more than ten days, Zhao Baoqing met three people.

There were two women older than Zhao Baoqing, so Zhao Baoqing was naturally unhappy.

There was one who was about the same age as him. Zhao Baoqing tactfully expressed his willingness, saying that he wanted another child regardless of his own.

The other party was not happy when she heard this. She already had four children and it was impossible for her to have more.

Naturally, the marriage did not succeed.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon and people have already started preparing for the New Year.

A matchmaker introduced another woman to Zhao Baoqing. She was in her early forties, healthy, and pretty. She was a farmer. The only drawback was that she had a thirteen-year-old daughter.

The matchmaker said that the woman's husband had an accident in the coal mine and left behind her and her daughter.

This woman has been in mourning for her deceased husband for three years. If there is a suitable family in the future, she would like to marry another one.

Zhao Baoqing thought it was okay at first, but when he heard that there was a daughter, he thought of the unpleasantness of his relationship with Zhou Liuping.

I'm thinking of backing out.

The matchmaker was busy explaining the benefits of having a daughter, saying that in two years she would be fifteen years old and could find a husband. With this calculation, Zhao Baoqing would only have two years of free time. Besides, a girl could help with housework.

Two years later, when he found a husband's family, Zhao Baoqing would receive another betrothal gift.

Zhao Baoqing listened and thought it was not a loss, so he agreed for the two parties to meet first.

Zhao Baoqing followed the matchmaker to the girl's home, and he saw the daughter at first sight.

I thought she was pretty and would be able to get a lot of money for the bride price. I also saw that she was tall and had a good figure, so I nodded and agreed.

The woman listened to the matchmaker's praise for Zhao Baoqing and did not investigate herself.

If Zhao Baoqing were seen by a stranger, his appearance could really fool a few women.

The girl's name was Zuo Yindi, which meant her parents wanted a son and wanted her to bring in a younger brother.

Zuo Yindi wanted a betrothal gift of 500 yuan, but Zhao Baoqing felt that a woman in her 40s with a burden was only willing to give 300 yuan at most.

Later, with the help of a matchmaker, they both compromised.

Zhao Baoqing added another fifty yuan, but on the condition that she must marry him before the New Year, because there was no one at home to cook and clean the house.

Zuo Yindi agreed to marry before the New Year, but did not want to get the marriage certificate immediately. She wanted to wait half a year to get the marriage certificate.

They said they would get along with each other first, and if they couldn't get along, if the woman proposed to break up first, she would refund the man 200 yuan. If the man proposed to break up, she would refund him 100 yuan. Then they would go their separate ways.

Zhao Baoqing thought it was okay and didn't care about the few hundred dollars.

Even if you don't get along, just treat it as if you were going out to solicit prostitution.

On the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month, Zuo Yindi brought his daughter Meng Mei to Zhao Baoqing's house.

Eating a meal of fried cakes is considered a marriage.

Meng Mei moved into the house where Zhao Chuangen had lived before, and Zhao Baoqing and Zuo Yindi naturally lived in the house where Wu Qingye and Zhao Baoqing had lived before.

Zhao Baoqing's father moved into the original kitchen.

Because since they got pregnant, they wanted to find another wife for Zhao Baoqing.

Old Master Zhao hired someone to renovate the kitchen and also converted the cowshed into a kitchen.

Just to save carbon and light one less stove, the father and son slept in the same room.

Now there are four people, three rooms and three stoves.

Old Mr. Zhao suddenly felt like he was living in another family, and laughter could be heard from the house from time to time.

Meng Mei was very sweet, calling Grandpa and Dad, which made Old Master Zhao and Zhao Baoqing very happy.

All the housework is done by Zuo Yindi and Meng Mei, mother and daughter.

Old Master Zhao was happy and free again, so he went out for a walk when he had nothing to do.

Zhao Baoqing also felt that it was right to marry a wife in this proper way.

You don’t have to worry about people gossiping about you when you go out, and you won’t have to deal with people looking down on you.

Some people joked that although he didn't make much money, he married a lot of women.

He even saw his stepdaughter and said that in a few years, he, Zhao Baoqing, would receive a considerable sum of money as a dowry.

Although Zhao Baoqing knew that some words were meant to mock him for selling his stepdaughter, he still had to have a stepdaughter to sell.

They want to sell it but they haven’t yet!

On the twenty-fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, Wu Qingye also had a holiday.

She had prepared some New Year's goods and was listening to the laughter of four people next door, Zhao Baoqing.

I couldn't help feeling sad.

She missed her son and kept thinking that after he passed away, she didn't even write a letter to let him know he was safe.

He also cursed Zhao Baoqing's ruthlessness in a low voice, cursing that Zhao Baoqing would not die a good death and would not be able to give birth to a son.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Wu Qingye hurried to open the door, thinking that his son had come back to celebrate the New Year.

When I opened the door, it turned out to be my son's grandfather.

"Is something wrong?"

"These are two letters from Chuangen. I sent them to you several times. You were not at home."

"I thought about putting it in from under the gate, but I was afraid it would be blown away by the strong wind."

"Just now, I heard some noise coming from your side, so I sent it to you. Chuangen said he was living a fulfilling life and asked you not to worry about him."

It was obvious that they had all read their son's letter.

Wu Qingye happily took the letter and explained:

"I've been on the construction site and just had a day off today."

"Thank you!"

Wu Qingye closed the door and couldn't wait to read the letter.