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Zhang Xiaoloong felt goosebumps all over his body, he almost threw him away and ran away.

However, after hearing the last sentence, he calmed his anxious heart. He hurriedly retracted his arm and said, "There's no need for Grandma Zhu. I haven't considered this matter yet. I'll wait for another two years and have a career before thinking about marrying a wife."

"Hmm, Xiaoloong is ambitious. Compared to a man who doesn't want to get up even though he's in a woman's bed, he's much better." Lee Xiulian didn't go closer, but praised him as her eyes became more blurry, "But you're not young anymore. A wife can first find a woman to accompany them …"

"That unambitious man can't recruit women, or else he'll be useless at home for the rest of his life. Those men with ambition will only be able to work harder if they have a woman accompanying them …"

"You can't find a woman as you like, you have to pick one that suits your heart well and be able to follow yours. Even that Grandpa of Zhuzi has gone through many generations of good fortune to be able to marry a woman like me, he still doesn't know how satisfied he is …"

Rural women did not have much fun when they were free. They would only hang out with a few women and chat about family matters, so if they did not talk about it, they might even be able to talk their way to the Yangtze River.

Zhang Xiaoloong listened awkwardly. He had thought it was weird just now, but when Lee Xiulian said she wanted to help him talk about his wife, he felt it was normal.

A young man like him, who had never spoken about his wife since he was young, was basically absent. However, since he was young, he had been full of determination to ignore this problem.

It was probably only Lu Xiaoya's case that had been agreed to by the old couple without his knowledge.

Lee Xiulian was worried about this, so there was nothing wrong with it. But in the blink of an eye, she had changed her daughter-in-law into a woman. What did that mean?

And to say that a woman had changed back to herself was not to hint at him, right?

Zhang Xiaoloong felt cold sweat trickle down his back when he thought of this. Grandma, although she wasn't his biological grandma, if it was true, then he would have to take her life.

"Uhm, Grandma Zhu, I still have something else to say. I'll listen to your blabbering another day. I'll head back first." Zhang Xiaoloong coughed twice and interrupted the woman's conversation.

"Don't move!" Seeing that Zhang Xiaoloong was about to turn around, Lee Xiulian shouted, "Didn't you say you had business with Grandpa of Zhuzi?"

"Yeah, I'll come back tomorrow morning and explain in detail later. I won't be waiting here forever." Zhang Xiaoloong hurriedly said.

"Then sit down," Lee Xiulian said, pulling Zhang Xiaoloong toward her and pushing him into a chair. "Xiaoloong, do you think you'll listen to me, Grandpa of Zhuzi?"

Zhang Xiaoloong sat down helplessly. At this moment, he also nodded his head in confusion: "Listen, who doesn't know the temper of Uncle Zhu. He listens to you the most."

That's true, Wang Tiezhu was also a violent person. I heard that when he was young, he was known to be violent. Even though he was skinny, he was as strong as a calf. Normal people didn't dare to provoke him.

However, as the saying goes, there was one thing that could subdue another. He just happened to meet a guy who could devour him to death. Wang Tiezhu, who was still in high spirits, turned into a caterpillar the moment he got home.

"Tsk, he doesn't have the ability to work with me," Lee Xiulian mumbled. "You just need to know that he'll listen to me and tell me what to do. Don't wait for tomorrow. When he returns later, I'll get him to help you deal with it."

Zhang Xiaoloong was a little worried about whether it would work. At this moment, his eyes lit up and he immediately told Ye Zichen everything he wanted to tell him.

"So it's just a few acres of wasteland. Leave it to me. If he dares to leave it to you, I'll see how I take care of him." Lee Xiulian patted her trembling chest and agreed.

"Thank you very much, Grandma Zhu." Zhang Xiaoloong immediately thanked him.

It wasn't a bad thing in the first place, but no one had done it before. Whether Wang Tiezhu would be willing to or not was still a question. However, with the help of this grandma, it was certain.

Lee Xiulian waved her hand and said with an almost imperceptible smile, "You can't just tell me the truth. I'll help you with this. If I need you for anything in the future, you have to think about helping me."

"Look at what Grandma Zhu has said. Even if it wasn't for that matter, as a junior, I wouldn't dare to disobey a word of yours." Zhang Xiaoloong scratched the back of his head and laughed.

"That sweet mouth of yours," Lee Xiulian rolled her eyes. "But I really don't like hearing those words of yours. In the future, just change the way you address that pillar grandma. It's so unpleasant."

This time, Zhang Xiaoloong was in a difficult position: "How do we change this?"

Change to Grandma's Pillar? This wasn't appropriate!

"Mm …" Lee Xiulian's eyes stared at the ceiling. She seemed to be seriously pondering this question as well. Suddenly, she slapped the ceiling. Legs: "When I was young, my parents called me Lian Zi. Just call me Elder Sister Lianzi."

"Lotus …" "Cough, cough, cough …" Zhang Xiaoloong was almost speechless. He took a deep breath and shook his head like a rattle drum, "No, no, if I let my dad listen to me, he would be done for even if he had as many legs as a centipede."

The difference in seniority, in the hearts of some old people, was the most important thing, and Zhang Daniu was the representative of this kind of tradition.

Lee Xiulian burst out laughing, and lightly patted Zhang Xiaoloong's back, "Look at how scared you are, and you don't have to call me that in front of others. Lee Xiulian burst out laughing, and lightly patted Zhang Xiaoloong's back," Look at how frightened you are, and you don't have to call me that in front of other people.

"That's not really appropriate, is it?" Zhang Xiaoloong hesitated.

"What's wrong with that," Lee Xiulian curled her lips, "Wang Tiezhu has nothing to do with your family, only an old antique like your dad knows so many things. Look at a young man like you, how many people call me grandma, what era is it now? Your golden scholar title is even more feudal than mine."

Zhang Xiaoloong thought for a bit and felt that it was true. Other than some brats calling out to Grandma Wu all day long, many people really didn't care about their seniority anymore.

"If you don't even listen to me for this little thing, then I won't help you," Lee Xiulian said, still not letting the topic go and added fuel to the fire, "You should talk about the bag of wasteland. Maybe there's some other risks, but I'll have to let you, Grandpa of Zhuzi, carefully consider it."

"Grandma Zhu, this can't be …" Zhang Xiaoloong smiled bitterly. This woman was quite realistic. She immediately turned the tiller after saying something unpleasant.

But then again, Lee Xiulian wanted to make things difficult for him, so he was definitely going to die here.

"What did you call me?" Lee Xiulian stared into his eyes.

"Lotus …" "Elder Sister Lianzi …" Zhang Xiaoloong's face turned red as he stuttered.

"Sigh …" "Xiaoloong, you don't know that Elder Sister Lianzi would dream of having a brother like you!" "I don't know," I said.

Zhang Xiaoloong just let her grab him. He always felt that when Elder Sister Lianzi was talking, her eyes kept looking down. Was it his imagination?