Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 1303: Mother and Child Different 1

Chapter 1303: Chapter 1303: Mother and Child Different 1

Wang Zhengguo was preparing to leave when he heard Zhao Xiaolan’s words, his eyes widened, "You disagree? And what right do you have to disagree?"

"By the fact that I am Erya’s birth mother!" Zhao Xiaolan straightened her chest, dusting off the snow clinging to her clothes from a fall. If it weren’t for the difficult journey due to the heavy snowfall, which took her two days to navigate, she would have arrived earlier to stop this wedding.

Everyone present inevitably turned to look at Zhang Erya, worried she might be another Wang Xiangmei.

Every action of Wang Xiangmei was still vivid in their memories.

In face of the situation, Erya’s expression remained very calm, "I am an orphan."

That one sentence made her stance clear.

Zhao Xiaolan was taken aback at first, but then flew into a rage, "Erya, what nonsense are you spouting? Your mother is alive and well, your father and brother are waiting at home for your return. How dare you say you have no parents? You cursed child!"

She reached out to twist Erya’s ear just like she had done ten years before but was stopped by Jiang He’s hand.

"What are you doing?" Jiang He demanded, his brow furrowed and eyes fierce, "We are orphans, known by everyone within miles around. You appear out of the blue, claiming you want to take Erya away. What makes you think you can?"

Faced with the towering Jiang He, Zhao Xiaolan jumped back two steps, a flash of fear crossing her face, but then she charged straight towards Erya, "Zhao Erya, tell me, are you going to go with me or not? I’ve found you a good family; you’ll live a life of luxury! How can you have a decent life with a poor orphan like this guy?"

As she spoke, Zhao Xiaolan glanced disdainfully at Jiang He, but her eyes lit up when she saw the new clothes they were both wearing.

"Take off those clothes and give them to me; your father and brother are worrying over not having clothes to wear!"

"Take off our clothes? Why should we? Who do you think you are? I’ll have you know, Jiang He and I are revolutionary comrades!" Erya, holding Jiang He’s hand, her expression grave, said slowly, "We have sworn oaths to the portrait of our leader; our leader has witnessed our wedding. Do you really think our wedding is a joke?"

"Erya, I am your mother; I’m doing this for your sake. The family I have found for you is from the city!"

"So what if they’re from the city? Does that make them better than us country folk?"

With a cold laugh, Erya was about to continue when a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy came rushing in, shouting, "Sister, don’t agree! Don’t listen to mother! The city man she’s talking about is an idiot; he had meningitis that wasn’t cured properly and it left him with sequelae. That’s why they want to spend a lot of money to find a wife to take care of their foolish son!"

Erya abruptly lifted her head to look at the young man who had entered.

"You’re Xiaobao?" Erya’s voice trembled slightly. Though it had been over ten years, she recognized at a glance the younger brother she had brought up, the black birthmark on the lower left side of his face now much larger than when he was a child.

"Yes, Sister, I’m Xiaobao!" Zhang Xiaobao nodded furiously, a hint of guilt flashing in his eyes, "I grew up and inquired about your whereabouts, knowing you were well here so I didn’t disturb you. I only sneaked a few glances at you with my classmate’s brother. But somehow, dad and mom found out where you were, lured by the Zheng Family’s good conditions, wanting to take you back to marry the Zheng idiot! Sister, you mustn’t listen to them, I’ve heard that brother-in-law is very good, you should live a good life together!"