"What? He kicked his first wife for an actor outside? Could this man have been kicked in the head by a donkey?" Blacksmith Luo asked in surprise.

Mrs. Sun curled her lips and said: "My first wife is a yellow-faced woman, how can she compare to that actress who is young, beautiful and charming!"

Blacksmith Luo thought about it for a while and then said: "Even if this is the case, the first wife is the first wife after all. The married couple who gave birth to a daughter for him are exhausted... If they are exhausted and take concubines, they can't let the original wife get rid of them!"

Da Sun added: "The actor has some tricks up his sleeve. The wind blows loudly on his pillow. Men just do that!"

"Not only did he throw away his first wife, but he also didn't even want his daughter. He expected the actor to give him a son. But until he died, he didn't even have a son or a daughter. He didn't even lay an egg for him."

"Ah? Why is that? Why didn't you give birth?" Wang Cuilian raised her head and asked.

Mrs. Sun also nodded. Obviously, the two of them paid more attention to the heir than to their sympathy for the original wife.

The corner of Mrs. Sun's mouth turned up with a touch of sarcasm: "There must be nothing wrong with Shopkeeper Zhang, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to give birth to a daughter before. The problem lies with that actor."

"For opera singers, they have been practicing kung fu since they were young. They can bend down and do many things that we can't imagine. The bones in their bodies are like noodles."

"Especially those actors in the troupe are not allowed to eat rice or steamed buns in order to keep their slim bodies so they can wear costumes. Their bodies are damaged by training and starvation. Many actors are good-looking.

But I can’t have a baby, maybe that’s what Zhang Ji pointed out!”

Mrs. Sun's analysis here was very clear and logical, as if she had understood everything, while Mrs. Wang Cuilian and Mrs. Sun listened intently. It was true that one dared to speak and the other two dared to listen.

Yang Ruoqing sat quietly aside, eating some food to reward herself at the Five Zang Temple. After hearing what the Great Sun said, she felt that it made sense.

From a nutritional perspective, the human body requires the intake of many nutrients to maintain health, and carbohydrates are one of them.

Staple foods such as rice, steamed buns and steamed buns are the main source of carbohydrates. Women can reduce the amount of staple foods in order to maintain their figure, but it is wrong to completely prohibit the intake of carbohydrates.

Over time, endocrine disorders will occur, and your aunt will say goodbye to you in advance.

I’ve already said goodbye to my eldest aunt, so how can I still have children?

So women, it is good to be slim, but health must come first. Even if you want to be beautiful, you must follow healthy methods to lose weight.

Okay, without further ado, let’s have another half bowl of rice...

"Hey, shopkeeper Zhang is gone, what should we do with the actor and the shop's business? How can she be a woman with no children?" Wang Cuilian asked with a frown.

Because she herself had been a widow and experienced the death of her dependent son, she knew better than anyone the feeling of being helpless as a widow.

I really didn’t dare to raise my head when walking in front of others. I quickly closed the courtyard door and went to bed before it got dark. I was scared to death even if there was a slight disturbance outside... Fortunately, I met the blacksmith brother in the end, who didn’t dislike her and gave her the gift of love.

A complete home.

Sun also shook his head and sighed, "Who knows, it's difficult, it's too difficult..."

Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang are men, and it is inconvenient to discuss the matters between husband and wife in other people's families. They are focused on other things.

Yang Huazhong shook his head: "It is said that the craftsmanship of Zhangji Baozi Shop is only passed down to his son. Their products may be discontinued in this generation. It is a time-honored brand, what a pity!"

When it comes to this, Yang Ruoqing has the most say.

Although Zhangji is a time-honored brand, Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang have only heard of it and looked at it when they passed by the door and took a few breaths of the aroma.

Only in recent years, when the conditions at home have improved, have I been willing to buy and eat them.

But Yang Ruoqing was different. Ever since she and Tang Yazi went to and from town to do business together at the age of twelve, Zhang Ji's meat buns were the most beautiful thing in their memories.

At that time, Zhang Ji was not called a morning tea shop, but a bun shop, which was a very down-to-earth name.

The person in charge of the family at that time was shopkeeper Zhang's father who died young.

At that time, when the two of them went to buy steamed buns, the mournful shopkeeper Zhang was just about the same age as Tang Yazi, and he was working as a waiter in the clothes of a waiter. At that time, they may have met and spoken to each other...

Times have changed, the young and strong shopkeeper Zhang passed away, and the inheritance of Zhang Ji's craftsmanship may also be ruined here.

Without a son, the craftsmanship cannot be truly passed down, and the guys below may not be able to make the original taste. Alas, some things are destined to stay in memory, not only the buns, but also youth.

"After talking so much, I still don't know how the shopkeeper Zhang died!" Xiaojie's father, who had never participated in this discussion, suddenly muttered this.

Everyone was stunned immediately. You looked at me, I looked at you, and finally their eyes fell on Da Sun again.

This time, Mrs. Sun also smiled dryly, shrugged and said, "Although I'm just an inquirer, I don't have that level of ability... Don't worry, I'll go inquiring again tomorrow..."

"Come on, you're just asking about useless things. Isn't it boring?" Xiaojie's father said angrily and stopped Da Sun's words.

"Xiaojie has sent two messages asking you to go to Zhang Ban's house to help take care of her granddaughter. You pack up and go over to help her tomorrow!"

Despite the fact that Da Sun usually looks like a girl, with God first and mother second, she is still very docile in front of the thin and short father Xiao Jie.

At least she never talks back to Xiaojie's father in front of others. She also gives him the dignity that a man should have. Therefore, although Xiaojie's father is the son-in-law, the relationship between the couple is very good. She is also sincere to the Sun family and Xiaojie's father.

I have a sense of belonging, unlike some son-in-laws who come to my house and still can't get in after decades.

"I know, I'll go to town early tomorrow morning."

Mrs. Sun agreed and then ate the garlic pork ribs.

"Sister, why did Xiaojie send you a message to help? Where is her mother-in-law?" asked Sun in surprise.

Mrs. Sun gnawed on the ribs and said vaguely: "I climbed a ladder a while ago and fell down on my waist. I am lying in bed to rest."

"Ah? How long ago did this happen? Why didn't I hear about it?" asked Sun again.

Da Sun thought for a moment: "You just went to Qing'an County for two days."

"Then we have to go and take a look, buy something and visit." Mrs. Sun pondered, her inquiring eyes habitually turned to Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong was clinking cups with Blacksmith Luo and said, "You can just arrange the travel between relatives. Just let me know when you need me."

Mrs. Sun smiled happily and nodded gently.

After eating and drinking, everyone dispersed. The Sun family and the others walked together with the eldest Sun family. While walking, the two old sisters discussed going to Qingshui Town to visit Xiaojie's mother-in-law tomorrow. They just happened to come back from the town.
Chapter completed!