My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 122: Chapter 124: Never Marry, Even in Death

“Brother …” Tang Zhinian didn’t get an answer for a long time, and when he looked up again, he saw the muscles on Tang Zhinian’s face twitching.

Tang Zhinian clenched his teeth; you could hear the grinding sound of his upper and lower teeth.

“You want to marry her, fine.”

He laughed, but it was a kind of laughter that didn’t make Tang Zhijun happy at all; it even made his heart skip a beat.

“Fine, you marry her,” Tang Zhinian’s voice was biting and intermittent, “Tang Zhijun, unless you’re not a Tang, or until I’m dead. If you really marry that widow, don’t ever call me your brother, our Tang Family won’t have such a shameless son like you.”

Their Tang Family couldn’t afford the shame. A young man with good health and not handicapped in any way yet plenty of young ladies are interested in him, but he chooses not to marry a maiden, and instead marry a divorcee, a widow, with a child.

Tang Zhinian dropped his chopsticks in a huff and quit eating.

Tang Yuxin looked sympathetically at her second uncle.

Tang Zhijun gave his niece an awkward smile, his face showing some unspeakable worry. Persuading his stubborn eldest brother was easier said than done.

Tang Zhinian was affable, honest, and not prone to anger, but he had standards, especially regarding his brother’s marriage. No matter how ugly or dumb the bride, it was okay, but she absolutely couldn’t be a divorcee with a child.

It was already hard enough to feed the family, let alone feed one more mouth.

The country was implementing family planning, and he wanted Tang Zhijun to have another child, even if they had to pay the fine. At least, the Tang Family lineage needed to be preserved.

But if he married a woman with a child already, how could they have more children in the future? In a village, one was only allowed two children max. If all ended up being daughters, better not to have any.

Was this aiming for the extinction of the Tang family?

“Second Uncle…” Tang Yuxin put down the bowl she was holding.

“Are you really going to marry Aunt Xiangcao?” She blinked her eyes, seemingly innocent, yet her clear eyes were always cold and quiet, not resembling a child.

“Yeah,” Tang Zhijun was like recalling something, he had been scolded badly by his elder brother earlier on, yet as soon as he thought of that woman, he seemed to float off into a lovesick haze.

And Tang Yuxin was certain. Her second uncle really liked Aunt Xiangcao.

Tang Zhijun chuckled, and some memories dyed the bottom of his eyes slowly.

“At that time, she was the most beautiful girl in the village. If she laughed at you, your soul would probably be hooked. The most likable part of her was her long, thick braid…”

Was her second uncle in unrequited love?

Tang Yuxin propped her face on the table, as if listening to a cliche story.

Called…

Youth, wait for your sister to grow her hair to her waist, I’ll strangle you, okay?

“Second Uncle, all these years you have not married, is it because of her?”

Tang Zhijun scratched his head and chuckled, his face turned from red to black. Even if he didn’t say anything, his actions already spoke volumes.

“Second Uncle,” Tang Yuxin’s eyes crinkled into a smile, her childish face had an unspoken maturity, “If I can help you marry Aunt Xiangcao, how will you thank me?”

Tang Zhijun suddenly jerked upright, then reached out his arms and lifted Tang Yuxin off the ground.