Siheyuan: The beauty Xueru Huizhen, the birds are jealous

This has put Xu Damao, who already had difficulty finding a suitable partner, into even greater trouble.

After hearing the news, matchmakers all avoided Xu Damao and dared not to match him up with anyone. Although the Xu family was willing to pay a high price, money seemed powerless in this matter.

At the same time, in another corner of the courtyard, Yang Ming was having an in-depth conversation with Director Yang. With his unique business insights and rich experience, Yang Ming won the high praise of Director Yang.

Director Yang praised Yang Ming highly and thought he was a rare talent.

However, Yang Ming modestly said that he only knew a little bit. He knew that human energy was limited and it was impossible to be comprehensive.

Therefore, he prefers to enjoy the various pleasures and experiences that life brings.

Of course, at critical moments, he is willing to do his part for the country, but as an ordinary person, he also has his own family and life, and he cannot completely abandon his family to devote everything.

Xu Damao was the only male in the Xu family. Although Xu Damao had a younger sister, in the eyes of Xu's parents, daughters would eventually marry out, and they were more looking forward to a son who could continue the family bloodline.

"What kind of misfortune is this?" Xu's mother cried in the room, holding the diagnosis report, as if the whole world had collapsed. If she and Xu Damao's father had not entered their old age, they would have thought of having another child long ago.

"You can't blame Jia Zhang," Xu's mother growled angrily, "If she hadn't interfered that day, Damao might have already started a family. I'm going to go and argue with her now!"

However, just as Xu's mother was about to get up, Xu Fugui hurriedly stopped her. In this small courtyard, secrets could not be kept for long, and Xu Damao's situation had already spread widely. If Xu's mother continued to make a fuss, it would only further aggravate Xu Damao's marital difficulties.

"The most important thing now is to find a treatment for Damao and find him a suitable marriage," Xu Fugui said solemnly.

"The doctor said Damao still has a chance to recover."

"But..." Xu's mother hesitated, "The matchmakers nearby all know about Damao's situation. Who would be willing to introduce him to a date~?"

"If the local matchmakers don't work, we'll go to other places to look for one." Xu Fugui said firmly, "If that doesn't work, we'll find a wife for Damao from the countryside."

No matter what, they couldn't give up on Xu Damao, their son, and they had to hold on to a glimmer of hope and try. The most important thing right now was to find a partner for Damao who was willing to spend his life with him.

At this moment, a name flashed in Xu Damao's mind, and he said, "Yang Ming!"

"Da Mao, what have you thought of?" asked Xu's father and mother in confusion.

"I mean..." Xu Damao took a deep breath, "Yang Ming was the first to notice that there was something wrong with my body. Maybe he can cure this disease for me!"

Xu Damao had a glimmer of hope for Yang Ming's medical skills, after all, they had seen Yang Ming's medical skills before. But now, how to make Yang Ming willing to help became the problem they needed to think deeply about next.

In that quiet corner of their home, there is a little secret unknown to outsiders. Their relationship with Yang Ming is limited to the daily nodding acquaintance between neighbors.

Although they often passed each other in daily life, their real communication was very rare. However, as Yang Ming's position in the steel mill gradually rose to become the deputy director, his social circle became wider and his influence could not be underestimated.

Xu Damao was facing a difficult problem, and he could not find a solution after thinking hard. He turned to his father Xu Fugui, hoping to get some advice from him.

Xu Fugui looked at his son's anxious face, sighed softly, and asked, "Da Mao, are you sure Yang Ming can solve your problem?"

Xu Damao said firmly: "I am sure that apart from him, I really can't think of anyone else who can help me."

"In that case," Xu Fugui said seriously, "go talk to Yang Ming. If he is willing to lend a hand, our family will help you through this difficult time even if it means giving up everything we have."

He paused and added, "But you must remember to be sincere when dealing with Yang Ming. There are some disagreements between him and the Jia family and Yi Zhonghai, but our family has never had any conflicts with him. You are all of the same age, so you should be able to find common topics."

Xu Damao nodded to show his understanding, then hurriedly left home.

In Yi Zhonghai's home, however, the atmosphere was extremely tense. An aunt sat at the table, uncharacteristically, with a diagnosis report in front of her, her eyes full of despair.

Yi Zhonghai looked at the report and his face suddenly became heavy. He tried to appease the old lady, but she angrily rejected his address.

"Don't call me your wife!" she shouted excitedly, "The report has made it very clear that the problem lies with you and has nothing to do with me! Haven't I suffered enough injustice over the years? I want a divorce, and I must get a divorce today!"

Faced with such a resolute attitude of the aunt, Yi Zhonghai felt mixed emotions.

He knew that once divorced, his physical condition would be exposed to everyone, and he would become the laughing stock of the courtyard. In order to maintain his dignity, he had to find a way to win back the heart of the aunt.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm his tone: "Yumei, we have been together for many years and have been through all the ups and downs. Even if you want a divorce now, it's not easy to start over. Besides, you are a housewife, you don't have a job and you don't have your own place to live. If you leave me, where will you go?"

These words were like a heavy hammer, hitting the aunt's heart.

She was indeed a housewife and had spent most of her life doing housework at home.

Now that she is old, how can it be easy to get a divorce? She looked at Yi Zhonghai's sincere eyes, and the anger in her heart gradually subsided.

During this in-depth conversation, the topic gradually turned to the level of emotions and family.

"You know, our family has accumulated a lot over the years, and the Dongxu family has maintained a certain connection with us. In the most difficult times, we still have Shazhu to rely on."

"Shazhu, you watched him grow up. Although his father, He Daqing, was irresponsible and left him alone, as long as we give him more love and find a suitable partner for him in a few years, he will become an indispensable member of our family."

"As time goes by, we no longer have to worry about no one to take care of us when we are old."

"Besides,"

"Even if you are still able to have children now, can we really afford to wait given the effort required to raise a child?"

Yi Zhonghai's words were well thought out and full of consideration for the future, which made the middle-aged lady beside him begin to waver.