He Zhilan laughed out of anger, "More than ninety? You’re dreaming, right? Who’s going to throw you a hundred birthday parties? I’m telling you, as your mom, I’ll only be responsible for your first twenty-five birthdays. When you turn twenty-five, it’s ti for you to get married. Once you’re married, celebrating your birthday will be your wife’s job. And if you can’t make your wife happy, and she doesn’t celebrate your birthday, that’s your problem!"
"Then I’ll make all my birthday wishes up until I’m twenty-five at once!" Little Tuanyuan said angrily and muttered, "Why should I get married at twenty-five? How old were you guys when you got married?"
"Your mom married your dad at eighteen! Want to follow my example? I don’t mind if you get married at eighteen, as long as you find a wife who’s genuinely willing to marry you." He Zhilan was quite indifferent, "I’d be more than happy to beco a grandmother early. In our village, soone beca a grandfather at thirty-six. If you can make a grandmother at thirty-six, I’d laugh myself awake from a dream!"
As soon as she said this, Little Tuanyuan got a sharp look from He Teng.
Isn’t this just reminding He Teng that he’s much older than his wife’s family?
Don’t think n aren’t afraid of being called old, especially when the young wife is cute and lovable. He Teng is even more worried about being called old.
Indeed, when he and He Zhilan go out together, children call him "uncle" and He Zhilan "sister."
That’s not the worst of it. There’s even a clueless young guy who took a fancy to He Zhilan. Seeing him and He Zhilan holding hands together, he thought He Teng was her father and called him "uncle!"
With a wife so beautiful, always looking as youthful as eighteen, He Teng is utterly worried because he’s looking more and more rugged, and his own son keeps digging at him.
Is this still his own son, or his nesis trying to ruin him?
"Mom’s being unreasonable! Dad, control your wife!" Little Tuanyuan pouted with dissatisfaction, "I have this one wish, and you won’t fulfill it for ! Grandpa, Grandpa, everyone’s alone and it’s so pitiful! Mom, I know you care about , but I don’t bla Grandpa and Grandma. Look at , I’m healthy and it’s great, right? Mom, Grandpa and Grandma are so old, I miss them."
"Alright, if you’re not ready for bed, go to your study and read." Seeing He Zhilan looking upset, He Teng stopped Little Tuanyuan from speaking further. When Little Tuanyuan didn’t move, He Teng picked him up and tossed him into his own bedroom, then returned to the living room and led He Zhilan back to their bedroom.
"When did Little Tuanyuan et the Gu Family?" As soon as they were back in the room, He Zhilan asked, "Otherwise, he never ntioned this before. Why is he suddenly bringing it up this year?"
"He probably snuck out to et them when he was out with Dad. He said he was going to the park to play, but he has that personality; what could he play in the park with kids he sees as intellectually challenged? It’s obvious he’s lying." He Teng guessed correctly, because after all, it’s his son, so how could he not understand Little Tuanyuan’s temper?
"Lately..." He Zhilan hesitated for a mont, said three words, but didn’t continue.
"Not doing well, plagued with ailnts. After all, he pushed himself hard for military honors during his youth. At his age, the injuries from his youth left so lingering effects. These days, he should be receiving dical care outside of prison, seed like he was transferred to a dical facility." Since He Teng knew, he didn’t hide it.
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