Two generations of military wives compete for time

Chapter 225 Yang Ruolan scored twice and an old clam gave birth to a pearl.

"Qian Zuhua, have you contacted the people over at Mount Wutai? What if you go there with your head covered and they don't accept you?" Qian Yizheng asked.

"Don't worry about it. I can handle my own affairs. Just give me some travel expenses and meal expenses. I won't bother you anymore in the future," said Qian Zuhua.

Qian Yizhen helplessly handed a stack of money in an envelope to Qian Zuhua,...

Wang Min disappointedly handed the envelope containing a stack of photos of Xiangxiang and Ganggang's life to Qian Zuhua...

Qian Yizhen and Wang Min flew back to the provincial capital of Northern Province from Guangzhou and returned to the Chen Mansion. Uncle Chen Haoyu, grandfather Lu Kaipu, grandmother Chen Yalu, Professor Jiang Yuhan, Ming Yuanhui, Qian's father, and Qian Yiyun sat quietly in the living room, waiting for Qian Zuhua's return.

However, to the great disappointment of everyone present, "Qian Zuhua, this bastard, went to jail and became a monk. We have raised this son in vain. I'm sorry, Wang Min, and we, the Qian family, are sorry for you! Wuuuu." Qian's father said in tears.

Qian Yizhen took out a tissue and wiped his father's tears and said, "Dad, don't worry. Wang Min still has Xiangxiang and Ganggang. We are all here to protect them. It's okay. Qian Zuhua insists on becoming a monk, so let him go. It's as if you never gave birth to this son."

My great uncle Chen Haoyu said: "I heard that the hierarchy in the temple is very strong, there are open and covert struggles, and the interpersonal relationships are very complicated and difficult to deal with. It is not like what we imagined, where people eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha all day long and live a leisurely life.

Let Qian Zuhua go. Maybe he has really adapted to the life in the temple. Everyone has his own way of living. Anyway, we have tried our best to persuade him. If he wants to hit the wall, let him hit it. We can talk about it later when the wall hits him back. "

As they were talking, Yang Ruolan walked in happily holding Chen Leqi's hand. Yang Ruolan felt that the atmosphere was a little strange, so she hurried over to Qian Yizhen and asked, "What's going on? Everyone looks unhappy?"

"Qian Zuhua was released from prison, but he didn't want to come back, so he went directly to Mount Wutai to become a monk." Qian Yizheng said in a low voice.

"Oh my, I thought it was a big deal, isn't it just becoming a monk? But Qian Zuhua was wrong to leave his wife and children behind to become a monk. Wang Min, you should just divorce Qian Zuhua and find a husband like I did. It will be good for you and your children." Yang Ruolan said without hesitation.

Chen Leqi interrupted, "Ruolan is right. Don't let that ordained monk ruin your wonderful life."

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing how to respond.

"Yang Ruolan, you two are so happy to come to the Chen Mansion today. What good news is there? Did you win the lottery jackpot?" Qian Yizheng joked.

"It's not a good thing, it's a happy event. Yang Ruolan and I have obtained our marriage certificate and are preparing to hold the wedding. I came here to seek the opinions of our elders." Chen Leqi said in not very fluent Chinese.

Everyone's topic immediately shifted to how to hold a wedding.

Yang Ruolan likes Western-style weddings, while Chen Leqi likes Chinese-style weddings, and everyone started discussing it.

As they were talking, Junhua, Gao Weizhe, Yongjun, Aijun, Qiangjun, Junyan and Junge came back from school. "Dad, today is Friday, and we will finish school early this afternoon. Let's go to Yang's house and play for a while before coming back to do our homework." Qiangjun said.

Junyan said, "Mom, every time we go to Yang's house, we have to go out of Chen's house first, then go in Yang's house, and go back and forth. Chen's house and Yang's house are separated by a wall. Can we make a hole in that wall? Then we don't have to go around in circles. Isn't that right?"

Jun Ge said, "Sister Jun Yan is right, Mom, please send someone to dig a hole quickly, I beg you." Everyone present burst into laughter.

Yang Ruolan said: "This is a good idea, Uncle, Grandma Yalu, do you agree?"

Uncle Chen Haoyu glanced at grandma Chen Yalu and said, "The owner of the Chen Mansion is Chen Yalu, she has the final say."

Grandma Chen Yalu glanced at Qian Yizhen and said, "Yizhen, you decide whether to drill a hole or open the door."

Qian Yizhen said: "Okay, I support Junyan's proposal, but I need to go to the Ancient Dao Temple and consult with Sister Yuan Daoqin's mother before I can give you a reply."

"Okay." The children happily ran to Yang's house to play and have fun.

On Sunday, Qian Yizhen, Yang Ruolan, and Wang Min, three good classmates, good girlfriends, and good sisters-in-law, came to the Ancient Taoist Temple together and asked Taoist Priest Yuan Yanqin to do three things for them:

First, to find out the auspicious date for Chen Leqi and Yang Ruolan’s wedding. Second, to consult about opening a door in the wall between Chen’s and Yang’s houses. Third, to predict the future direction of Qian Zuhua and Wang Min’s marriage.

After careful calculations by Taoist Priest Yuan Yanqin, the results are as follows:

First, the wedding date of Chen Leqi and Yang Ruolan is the sixth day of the sixth lunar month. Second, do not make holes or open doors in the courtyard randomly, as this will easily lead to loss of energy and wealth from the perspective of Feng Shui. Third, Qian Zuhua will have a disaster in the next two or three years. If he can survive this disaster, his marriage with Wang Min will not be broken.

Qian Yizhen, Wang Min, Yang Ruolan, and the driver Xiao Sun moved the rice, flour, vegetable oil and other foods they brought to the dining hall of the ancient Taoist temple. Taoist Master Yuan Yanqin cupped her hands and bowed to express her gratitude.

After bidding farewell to Taoist Priest Yuan Yanqin, Qian Yizhen and Wang Min accompanied Yang Ruolan to the construction site of Lan Yan Feixiang Hotel. Yang Ruolan said, "The children are all grown up, and I should learn to do something. My father said that the operation and management of Lan Yan Feixiang Hotel should be handed over to me."

"Yang Ruolan, you are so lucky. After the wedding, you become a manager. It's a double happiness." Wang Min said.

"You have to have some good news first. You have to give birth to a baby and give birth to a descendant to the Chen family. You're almost 40 years old. How can your belly be bigger?" Qian Yizheng joked.

"I'm not happy with what you said. I haven't had a good appetite recently and I haven't found the reason yet. Your words reminded me. Yizhen, let's go back to the Chen Mansion and ask Grandpa Lu Kaipu to take my pulse and see if there's something wrong with my stomach, hehe." Yang Ruolan said with a smile.

After returning to the Chen residence, Yang Ruolan hurried to Grandpa Lu Kaipu's bedroom, knocked on the door, pushed it open, and walked in: "Is Grandpa Lu here? Yang Ruolan has something to talk to you about."

Grandpa Lu Kaipu heard the voice, put down the thread-bound medical book in his hand, took off his reading glasses, looked at Yang Ruolan and said, "Please sit down, where do you feel uncomfortable?"

"Grandpa Lu, I feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach. Please feel my pulse." Yang Ruolan said as she placed her hands on the desk in front of Grandpa Lu Kaipu.

"Ruolan, how old are you this year?" "Grandpa Lu, I'm forty." "Congratulations, you're pregnant." Grandpa Lu Kaipu said.

"Grandpa, Yang Ruolan is really pregnant? Congratulations to Ruolan, the old clam is going to give birth to a pig again. I have to arrange your wedding quickly, hahaha." Qian Yizheng said excitedly.