Zheng Weiyang said he came to see Zheng Juzi, but he ended up spending most of his time talking to Old Lady Zheng about the past. The two elderly people talked about people they once knew one by one, wiping away tears from time to time as they spoke.

The Zheng family is considered a wealthy family in the local area. Over the past few decades, few have grown old and many have died. Longevity is a good thing, but longevity often means more separations and deaths.

So many years have passed, and the elders who used to nag me, the peers who grew up with me, and the little kids, have all left one by one in the long river of time.

So much so that relatives like Mrs. Zheng, who were not very close, have become the closest relatives.

The same is true for Old Mrs. Zheng. She has lost contact with her brothers and sisters, and most of them have passed away. Her husband's brothers and sisters are no longer with her husband.

However, what makes her better than Zheng Weiyang is that she still has children, sons, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and many blood relatives in her life. She still feels satisfied in her life, and even a little secretly happy.

So when Zheng Weiyang wanted to adopt a grandson, Old Mrs. Zheng agreed without a second thought. She already had many grandsons, and it would be a good deal if one of them could become a high-ranking official.

I agreed and then regretted it.

She has many sons, but except for the eldest, the other children do not have many sons.

Three of the four sons are only children and it is impossible for them to be adopted, otherwise there would be no need to have this son.

The third son has two sons, but both sons have already married and started their own families. It is not known whether they are willing or not, or whether the third son is willing or not.

Zheng Weiyang didn't have such thoughts when he came here. He came back just to fulfil his last homesickness.

Since he was destined to be a lonely man, it would be enough for him to have a stepson to take care of his affairs in the future. He had no blood relatives anymore, so he didn't think about it that way.

However, he heard about Zheng Juzi's various deeds and saw this lively child. In addition, Mrs. Zheng looked very excited when she talked about the child, and the traditional thoughts in his bones couldn't help but emerge.

This is the tradition in China. People always attach more importance to blood ties, especially when they are older. Who doesn't want to have a few blood relatives around?

After all, Mrs. Zheng’s grandchildren are related to her by blood.

Compared with my stepson's family, I feel more intimate with them.

"No need for a grandson, a granddaughter will do." After hearing Mrs. Zheng talk about the difficulties faced by her sons, Zheng Weiyang took a step back appropriately.

Country people do pay attention to passing on the family line. It is difficult to have a son, but it should be much easier if it is a daughter.

Everyone knows Sima Zhao's intention. He had his eyes on Zheng Juzi, and he felt that this child was to his liking.

Many children around him are now very impetuous. Where is the hardworking spirit they once had?

Some of them are too weak to carry anything, but some of them rely on their family background to boss people around, just like the young masters and young ladies of the capitalists.

Although I didn't communicate much with Zheng Juzi today, after eating the food she cooked, I knew that this child is a good and obedient one.

She has the traditional virtues of a Chinese woman at home and is not bound by conventions outside. She can do foreign trade business at a young age and is neither humble nor arrogant even in front of foreigners. He really likes her.

"Are you interested in my Orange?" Old Mrs. Zheng now really regretted her quick words. Among all her grandchildren, Little Orange is the most caring one.

The second and fourth children are both wealthy people, and they are obedient and filial, and there is nothing to complain about.

But compared with Zheng Juzi, her two sons have to stand behind. The most enjoyable days in her life are the days she lives with Zheng Juzi. If she wants this granddaughter, she really can't bear to give her away.

"She is your only girl and she can't inherit your family line. There's no point in adopting her to you." Old Mrs. Zheng refused insincerely.

Even though she was an old country lady, even if she didn't understand foreign countries, she still knew the imperial capital. That was the capital of China, and it was the best place in terms of everything.

Besides, Zheng Weiyang is an official and can take care of her in her work in the future. This is much more promising than working hard with them in the countryside.

But she just couldn't bear to do so, so she said that the child's parents couldn't bear to do so.

Mu Xiaoyun was reluctant to leave, but she also wanted her daughter to have a better place to go.

Although Zheng Weiyang has no biological children, the county magistrate has to accompany him whenever he returns to his hometown. With such identity and status, anyone would know that being his granddaughter is better than being his own daughter.

"Mom, you are kidding. They haven't given you any benefit at all, but they want to take away the daughter you raised with great effort. Can you bear to do that?" Zheng Juzi originally thought that Mu Xiaoyun would strongly oppose it, so she acted nonchalant and didn't care.

Now her biological mother in this life actually wants to send her to another family? This is unbearable.

"How can you talk like that!" Mu Xiaoyun's original sadness was wiped out by her words, "It's as if I raised you up just to sell you!"

"Mom, you are not selling me, you are giving me away for free." Zheng Juzi's tone was a little exaggerated. Logically, she thought that even if Zheng Guixiang was shaken, Mu Xiaoyun would not be shaken.

Mu Xiaoyun's love for me is not fake at all. There may be some small conflicts, but, "Can you really bear to give up such a caring little cotton-padded jacket like me?"

After hearing this, Mu Xiaoyun couldn't hold back her tears and pulled her hand hard, saying, "Mom can't bear it."

"It's okay if you can't bear to refuse. Grandpa Zheng is not an unreasonable person." Zheng Juzi suspected that her mother thought that the other party was a high-ranking official and would retaliate against her family if they refused.

"You are still young and have no idea how difficult it is for us rural people to become city dwellers." Mu Xiaoyun said with a little sob.

Zheng Juzi knew that the gap between rural and urban household registration would gradually narrow in the future, and in some places rural household registration would even be very valuable.

Unlike in the city where one can get a rural hukou just by having money, it is impossible to get a rural hukou in those places except by getting married or being reborn.

"Our lives now are no worse than those of people living in the city, right? We can buy you anything you want. I'm such a good person, how could you bear to give me away?" Zheng Juzi was very sure that her family's life was no worse than those in the city. With that exquisite eldest lady around, their family lived an even more exquisite life than people in the city.

You are not short of money, so why do you want to give your daughter away?

Still a good money maker.

In this life, she felt that she was very likable.

But I didn't expect that I would still be abandoned.

"Child, you are still young, there are many things you have not experienced and do not understand."

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