My Beloved Super Fierce Wife
Chapter 378’ had a disagreement

Chapter 378: 378’ had a disagreement

Auntie Yang’s heart gave a lurch when she saw his expression so very serious.

"Young man, you aren’t serious, are you?"

Song Yi nodded, "Yes."

His face, considered delicate among the village youth, flushed slightly.

He introduced himself in all earnestness.

"Ma’am, I’m twenty-three this year, with no bad habits. My parents have passed away, and there are a few unimportant elder brothers and uncles in the family.

My monthly salary is twenty-three yuan and five jiao, also I have various ration coupons.

As long as the girl has good character and there are no exceptionally bad people in her family, I’m willing to consider her. I don’t mind being a son-in-law who moves into his wife’s home..."

Xiao Heping sat on the side, resting with his eyes closed.

Upon hearing the two’s conversation, his brow twitched, and the corners of his mouth spasmed uncontrollably.

"...Song Yi!" he said with a cold voice.

Must you be so familiar?!

Song Yi stood straight, responding loudly, "Present!"

"Do you realize your mistake?" Xiao Heping asked indifferently.

Not troubling the masses was a basic rule they, as soldiers of the people, had to follow.

Asking the masses to help find a match? That violated military rules.

Song Yi was completely baffled.

He hadn’t processed it yet.

From the bottom of his heart, he treated Auntie Yang as a reliable elder.

He didn’t realize that his actions had broken military rules.

However, he earnestly said, "I understand."

"Then you..." go ahead and speak.

Before he could finish his words, Auntie Yang gave her son a thump on the arm.

"We’re at home, no need to be so stern. I think little Yi has a good temperament."

He was both relaxed and cheerful, amusing to be around.

Little Yi?

Xiao Heping, who had barely been home for a day and already felt like his mother was being stolen from him, didn’t say a word.

His gaze grew stern.

The Organization had assigned Song Yi to him, presumably under the guise of taking care of him, right?

He had limited mobility, so Song Yi must have an even stronger physique.

So...

Starting tomorrow, it would be running laps.

Song Yi, unaware that his hard days were about to begin, gave a big grin, showing off his white teeth.

"Ma’am, you’re really kind."

As he spoke, he did not forget to remind Auntie Yang to help him find a match.

"Ma’am, I’m serious about the matchmaking. I swear on my clothes, do keep a lookout for me."

He was already twenty-three, with no reliable elders at home.

Those his age already had kids old enough to fetch soy sauce.

In the past, it was fine on the front lines, but now that he was settling down, he naturally started yearning for a wife and a warm place with his kids.

Without a dependable family, seeing Auntie Yang made him feel a sense of kinship.

So he shamelessly asked for help in finding a match.

Auntie Yang saw Song Yi wasn’t joking and took it to heart.

"Alright, I’ll keep an eye out for you."

After all, Heping was also looking for a match.

It’s the same whether looking for one person or two; just consider them together.

The kid was quite endearing.

So young and with neither parent, having to make a living in the Army, he was pitiable indeed.

-

Before Lin Tang went to Sea City to attend the Industrial Expo, she took home the gift she had prepared for Goudan’s school in advance.

"Goudan, come here."

Goudan ran over, pitter-patter.

The three little ones followed close behind.

"Little aunt, what’s up? Why did you call me?" Goudan asked.

Lin Tang looked at his face, which was as black as a lump of coal, and frowned slightly.

"How come you’ve gotten so dark these past few days?"

Uniquely black, unconventionally black.

Choudan pursed his lips, glancing at his brother.

His soft little body pressed against Lin Tang.

"Little auntie, my grandma says that brother spends all day up on the mountain chasing chickens and down by the river fishing, and doesn’t know to keep out of the sun. He shouldn’t be called Goudan, he should be called Stupid-egg,"

Goudan got mad with embarrassment, "Choudan!!!"

Lin Tang burst into laughter.

Were the close brothers about to turn against each other now?

Choudan turned his little face to the side, refusing to look at Goudan.

His little mouth pouted, pretending to ignore his brother.

Lin Tang lifted the little guy onto her lap, "What’s the matter? Why the sulking? Are you mad at your brother?"

It couldn’t be just over this, could it?

There must be some other reason behind it?!

Niuniu stuck her bottom out, cramming herself into little auntie’s embrace as well.

She raised her hand, "Little auntie, I know."

Lin Tang looked over in surprise.

"Then tell me."

Niuniu said, "Choudan is mad because Brother Goudan went out to play and didn’t take him."

"Oh?" Lin Tang looked at Goudan, "Why didn’t you take your little brother with you?"

The two brothers were always inseparable, and now they were at odds over such a small incident.

Strange!

Goudan looked away, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Every time we go out to play, Choudan is so slow, so slow, I just can’t wait..."

Lin Tang hadn’t expected the reason to be so simple and blunt.

But that was the nature of the village kids—tough and fast-runners, every one of them like little whirlwinds.

Choudan was mild-tempered and short, of course, he couldn’t keep up.

"Your little brother is still young, and he’s this short; of course, he can’t keep up with you older kids...

Goudan, you’re the older brother, you should be more patient with him.

If you really want to go out and play by yourself, just tell the family. Choudan is a sensible baby, he will understand.

You shouldn’t snub your little brother."

Goudan quickly shook his head, "Little auntie, I don’t look down on Choudan."

He really liked his little brother.

It’s just that sometimes he wanted to go out and play by himself.

Lin Tang ruffled Goudan’s hair, smiling, "I know."

As she spoke, she pinched the cheek of Choudan in her arms.

"Choudan likes his brother too, right?"

Choudan, with his round Bun face, nodded, his voice sweet and sticky, "Mhm."

Goudan suddenly felt a bit embarrassed.

He was so much older and yet still cared about such small things with his brother—it was too petty of him.

Choudan was much more generous.

The little guy climbed down from Lin Tang’s lap.

He went over to Goudan, his chubby arms wrapping around his brother.

"...Brother hug."

Goudan met the smile in his little auntie’s eyes and blushed.

He bent down to hug his little brother.

"I’m sorry, Choudan, it was my bad temper."

Choudan’s clear eyes curved, not holding any grudge at all.

Soon, the two brothers were, as ever, glued together again.

Lin Tang patted the big package she had brought back, "Before we talk, take a look at what I brought for you."

The four little ones gathered around immediately when they heard this.

"Little auntie, you brought us things? What did you bring?" Goudan asked, astonished.

Lin Tang replied, "Aren’t you about to register for school? I’ve prepared a school bag and stationery for you..."

Goudan tilted his head, not quite making the connection.

"Little auntie, didn’t grandma say there’s almost a month left to register? How come you say it’s almost time?"

Hutou, Niuniu, and Choudan nodded in unison at the side.

Yep, they too had heard it from grandma.

"It is almost a month away," Lin Tang said, "but I’m about to leave for Sea City, so I wanted to give you your school entry gifts in advance."

"Sea City? Where’s that? Is it far away? Do you have to take a train?" Goudan asked curiously.

Lin Tang, listening to his barrage of questions, pulled out a soccer ball, instantly stopping Goudan’s prattle.

"Eh, what’s this?" Goudan happily toyed with the soccer ball.

Village kids aren’t familiar with many things.

"A soccer ball. Do you like it?" Lin Tang asked with a smile.