Life in a quiet village in Xianshan

Seeing Zhang Xiaomei continue to talk verbosely, Gu Siwei quickly interrupted her.

"Stop, stop, please explain to me clearly, who asked you to give birth to my child?" Gu Siwei asked immediately after waiting for Zhang Xiaomei to stop.

Zhang Xiaomei looked at Gu Siwei's expression and asked: "Don't you know? Yan Qiu can't have children, so she told me that as long as I promise to give you a child, you can bring me to Hong Kong. I want to come Hong Kong City, I don’t want to stay in my hometown anymore, so I can only nod and agree. But I can’t do this, I only agreed to deceive her..."

"Stop! Please speak more carefully."

Gu Siwei found it funny. He really cared about Zhang Xiaomei. Firstly, he had just gotten married, and it was the time when he and his wife were making love. Besides, he used to be a loser, but now he has a wife like Hu Yanqiu. What dissatisfaction.

Yes, his wife has some physical problems, but she is really good to him, and he does all kinds of things just because of this. Gu Siwei really can't do this despite all his talk.

As a person born a few decades later, I am really not as enthusiastic about the activity of having children as I am today. I am so persistent that it seems like the sky will fall if I don’t have children.

Besides, Zhang Xiaomei really doesn't look like Gu Siwei. Just like everyone says that Cecilia Cheung is pretty, Gu Siwei also admits that she is indeed good-looking, but good-looking is not as beautiful as you describe.

This is why every man appreciates women differently. For example, Zhang Xiaomei is not the best. The one who excels in his aesthetic point is Hu Yanqiu.

"This...this silly girl, I told her not to worry about it."

After hearing this, Gu Siwei did not complain in his heart, but felt even more sorry for his wife.

He thought about his wife's character and how much determination it would take to make such a choice and push another woman into the arms of her husband.

Zhang Xiaomei looked at Gu Siwei and saw that Gu Siwei frowned and Zhiqu stopped talking beside him.

The whole car suddenly became quiet.

Pan Baofeng, who was driving in front, heard all these words. He finally understood. It turned out that the boss's wife had arranged a baby for the boss. It seemed that the boss's wife had some health problems and could not give birth to a child.

It makes sense to think like this. How can the boss have such a big family business without children? Let alone the boss's wife, even I am worried. If something happens, someone else will come in. Then the new person will have new rules. Where can old people like me go to get food?

It would be different if there was a young master. After all, I would follow him all my life. Even if the young master didn't like him, he couldn't push me away. He had to call me Uncle Pan anyway.

If you are lucky, your family will have a child as old as the young master, and he will be by his side since childhood, and you will be able to live a good life for the rest of your life.

If the master had no children and other relatives took over the family business, how could Pan Baofeng's family live as good a life as he did?

Pan Baofeng's idea was completely beyond the boundaries of Gu Siwei's thoughts. Even if Lao Gu wanted to die, he never thought that there would be someone who wanted to be a servant for others at this time.

This is simply a feudal idea that should be completely swept into the dustbin of history.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with this.

But Pan Baofeng is not wrong to have this idea. Hong Kong society is a cannibalistic society at this time. The life of ordinary people is not good, but the life of servants of rich families is far better than that of ordinary people. What kind of wealth do you give Sir Liu? Servant, it's much more respectable to tell you this than if you said I opened a small shop.

This kind of master-servant mentality still has a big market in Hong Kong today, and it is for profit if nothing else. The servants are loyal, and the master's family also ensures that the servants and the whole family have enough to eat and drink, and their life is far better than that of an ordinary family.

The fact is: living as a dog for a wealthy family is much more comfortable than living as a free citizen.

What is a third-rank official in front of the prime minister's door? Isn't it true that the prime minister's domestic servants don't need to look at officials from the third rank or below?

Some people say this is feudal dross, and they are right.

But as long as there is interest in it, someone will naturally do it.

If you don’t believe it, just look at some king’s daughter in Hong Kong a few decades later, buying a mansion for the nanny who raised her since she was a child. The vast majority of free people in Hong Kong will live in shabby houses all their lives. Most of them don't have toilets. How can you say that the servants of others are not as good as you?

You think that the master's family is harsh on the servants, and the servants are oppressed. This is certainly true, but it is not entirely correct.

At this moment, Pan Baofeng has put himself in the position of the old man of the Su family. He has sincere contempt for women who are not willing to sleep with his master.

"I'm sorry," Zhang Xiaomei said.

Gu Siwei waved his hand: "It's okay. This matter is between Yan Qiu and me. It doesn't matter to you."

Zhang Xiaomei thought for a moment and said: "Yan Qiu also told me that her original plan was to live with you for a few years. Anyway, you haven't received the certificate. She will leave in a few years and let you find someone else who can." A child-bearing woman gives birth to a bunch of children to make her life complete...".

Gu Siwei was really shocked now. How could he have imagined that his wife had such a plan? But think about it, with her character, she might not be able to do it. How could such a strong person be willing to become someone else's? A burden, if nothing else, if he knew that he was the cause and might cause pain to others, Gu Siwei might also choose to leave.

Thinking of this, Gu Siwei's heart ached.

He kept muttering in a low voice: This silly girl, this silly girl!

Zhang Xiaomei added: "She told me that she was a little reluctant to leave you now, so she wanted to arrange it so that I would be your daughter-in-law here in Hong Kong City, while she would live with you in her hometown... …”.

"This arrangement is pretty good..." Gu Siwei said with a wry smile now.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaomei immediately waved her hand and said: "No, no, I don't mean that at all. I agreed to her just to come to Hong Kong...".

Zhang Xiaomei was afraid that Gu Siwei would misunderstand.

But at this moment, Gu Siwei was in no mood to pay attention to her. He was thinking of other things, all of which were because he felt sorry for his wife.

Only then did he realize that his love for his wife was probably not as good as her love for him. In the past, he didn't believe what the song said, about how a woman could devote her whole life to the person she loved for love.

But at this moment, he believed it. He believed that his wife was the one who invested the most in their relationship.

Why is it so, why is it so!

Gu Siwei didn't know what to say for a while. Now in his heart, all he could see in his eyes was his wife's smiling face, but he could also see the endless pain and suffering from his wife's smile.

Feeling sorry for his wife, Gu Siwei had no interest in talking about anything else, so the car was quiet the rest of the time.

"Boss, we're here!" Pan Baofeng said.

Gu Siwei came to his senses, got out of the car, and was about to enter the yard. Suddenly he remembered that Zhang Xiaomei was still in the car, so he said to Pan Baofeng, "Send her to her relatives' house."

After saying that, he was not in the mood to say anything to Zhang Xiaomei, so he strode towards his home.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Sister Qin standing at the door of the house.

"Sister Qin!"

Gu Siwei entered the room with a frown on his face. Sister Qin saw that she was unhappy, so she followed Gu Siwei without saying a word.

Seeing him entering the house directly, he turned around and went to the kitchen, where he began to prepare some sweet soup for Gu Si.

Pan Baofeng drove Zhang Xiaomei to the address Zhang Xiaomei said.

Zhang Xiaomei is a little worried at the moment. What she is looking for is her uncle's family. She is a biological uncle with her mother, but she has not contacted her for almost ten years. She doesn't know if her uncle's family still lives in the same place. So Zhang Xiaomei, who was sitting in the car, was filled with fifteen buckets of water and was very nervous.

Pan Baofeng felt much more relaxed now. He now understood that the master looked down on the woman behind him. If she could climb into the master's bed, why would Pan Baofeng care about her if she couldn't?

"This is it!"

Pan Baofeng is already very familiar with the Hong Kong city. When Gu Siwei was not around, he drove the car in countless circles in order to find the road. He was afraid that one day where the master was going, he, the driver, would not know where to go. You know the place, that's unforgivable.

So now Pan Baofeng's map is almost a living map. He knows the streets well, but he doesn't know what twists and turns are inside, and he doesn't need to know, because his latest top-end Mercedes-Benz cannot be driven in these places. Go in.

Zhang Xiaomei got out of the car, and suddenly she found that countless pairs of eyes were looking at her, and there was a hint of envy in those eyes.

Zhang Xiaomei has not yet realized how shocking it would be for these people who live in small houses that are not much bigger than a doghouse to get off such a car.

Even though she is now dressed in Beigu's outfit, she still can't stop others from admiring her eyes.

"Well, aunt, aunt, I want to ask, how to get to this address?"

Zhang Xiaomei was also confused, but she was a big girl after all. She knew that when looking for someone in a strange place, she would definitely ask for directions, or what is the thing growing under her nose? Is it an ornament?

The aunt stretched out her head and said, "I don't know the words!"

Zhang Xiaomei listened and repeated the words above.

"Gu Delan, Gu Delan, this girl is looking for you!"

As soon as the aunt heard the address, she immediately shouted at the top of her lungs, but someone next to her immediately responded: "Who, who!"

"I'm looking for you. The girl has your address in her hand," the aunt said.

Zhang Xiaomei looked at the person who was talking to the aunt, looked carefully and again, and finally said uncertainly: "Auntie?!"

"Auntie!"

Zhang Xiaomei was very excited.

"Who are you?"

"I am Xiaomei, Zhang Xiaomei, my father is Zhang Chongbai! My mother is Luo Huiying."

"Xiaomei, why are you here?" Gu Delan also recognized it. The girl in front of him claimed to be her niece. Her face was 70% similar to her husband's. If everything else was correct, it must be her.