Strong group husband

Cang Xingye's serious illness was too shocking. After recovering, the entire Cang family heaved a long sigh of relief.

"All right!"

But the people outside somehow got the news of Cang Xingye's serious illness, all kinds of rumors, the three of them successfully described Cang Xingye as a terminally ill person.

The daughters of some families who wanted to climb Gao Zhi'er of the grandpa's family in the county had completely given up their minds.If such a sick child, it may not take long for their daughter to be a widow after marrying him!

"The matriarch of the county sent someone to ask for a portrait of my daughter some time ago!"

"My house is too!"

"My family has also been here. Fortunately, I was not selected."

"No, I thought that the young master would recover soon in the past two years, but I didn't expect the disease to become more and more serious."

"Yeah, I heard that this time people almost disappeared."

"It's terrible."

"Who says it's not? The disease brought out of the mother's womb is so easy to heal. Some doctors say that it won't be cured in this lifetime!"

"Also a poor child."

"There's nothing you can do about it, no one can take it for him."

... In the past few days, Mrs. Cang has cooked soup herself again. While drinking the soup, Cang Xingye told Mrs. Cang about her idea of ​​delaying the marriage.

"Okay." Mrs. Cang agreed straight away, her eyes full of kindness.

"Hurry up, there's still more in the kitchen!"

"Okay." As long as he doesn't urge him to get married, Cang Xingye will be happy.

No, I drank an extra bowl of soup!

"Xiao Ye, what do you want to eat tonight? Mother will make it for you." The youngest son eats a lot, and Mrs. Cang is also very happy.

"Mom, you don't have to work so hard for me. Aunt Zhang's cooking is pretty good, and Aunt Zhang's cooking is fine." Cang Xingye is grateful for Mrs. Cang's mother from the bottom of his heart.

In the years since he came to the Dazhang Dynasty, Mrs. Cang has always cared for him in every possible way. She made up for his regret of not having a mother in modern times, and gave him the warmth of the mother he once envied.

"Xiaoye, mother is not tired, as long as Xiaoye likes to eat, mother is satisfied." Mrs. Cang said with a light smile.

"Mom, why are you being so nice to me!" Cang Xingye actually asked something stupid.

"No reason, I'm your mother. I was born in ten months of hard work. It's a piece of flesh that fell from my body. Mother and child are connected. Tell me, if I don't treat you well, who will I treat well?" Cang Xingye asked stupidly. However, Mrs. Cang explained it to him seriously.

"Mom..." At this moment, Cang Xingye would be lying if he said he wasn't moved.

"Okay, mother will make you crispy chicken tonight." Mrs. Cang rubbed the top of her youngest son's hair.

"Thank you mother, the crispy chicken made by mother is a must." Cang Xingye's eyes sparkled.

"But it's agreed in advance, you can't eat too much!" Mrs. Cang said before the ugly words.

"Mom, I'm actually cured of my illness. Look, my posture is amazing!" Cang Xingye stood up and showed it to Mrs. Cang.

"Where did you learn these words? Good, good, mother believes it, please sit down!" Mrs. Cang was afraid that Cang Xingye would make a big move and affect him again.

"Then... Mom, can I have a few more bites of crispy chicken?" Cang Xingye began to act like a baby.

"Yes." Mrs. Cang is always soft-hearted in front of Cang Xingye, there is no way!

"Thank you, mother!" Cang Xingye smiled triumphantly.