"Director Hao!"

Su Ling came to the courtyard, opened the door, and greeted the middle-aged man in front of her with an expressionless face.

Hao Wanrong looked at the charming Su Ling in front of him, feeling itchy in his heart.

But he still coughed lightly and said sternly, "Su Ling, you haven't come for a few days. Why didn't you inform the team? Your attitude is a problem!"

Su Ling looked at him expressionlessly and said, "Director Hao, my illness came suddenly, and I asked Comrade Aiqin to inform the team. Didn't she tell you?"

"Ah, you're sick? I really didn't know! I went to the county today."

Hao Wanrong said knowingly, then asked with concern, "How's your health? Are you okay?"

"Thank you for your concern, Director Hao. I'm much better now. I can go to the team tomorrow."

Hearing this, Hao Wanrong nodded, sighed, and said, "Su Ling, it's not good that you don't have a head of the family. What about the matter I mentioned before? And you've left the Hua family and joined the revolution! This shows your determination and ideological transformation."

"Thank you, Director Hao. My husband is still alive, so please don't say such things again."

After Flower Mother finished speaking with a stern face, she said, "I'm sorry, I'm feeling a bit unwell. I'll go rest first."

"Alright, you go rest. Take care of your health."

Hao Wanrong wanted to say more, but when he saw Flower Mother closing the door and going back inside, he quickly said with concern.

Seeing this, Flower Mother closed the door without saying a word.

Hao Wanrong watched her close the door and touched his chin.

Then he left with a smile.

...

Inside the house, Yang Xiaole watched Flower Mother leave and learned that her name was Su Ling.

It sounded nice.

Looking at the unhappy Hua Yourong, he asked, "What's going on? Who is that person? It seems like your mom isn't happy."

Children speak without reservation!

Hua Yourong snorted, "He wants to be my dad, but I already have a dad!"

Then she explained the situation briefly.

The other person is the deputy director of the Cultural Troupe (can only use the term "director" to replace it, as it is not allowed to be written).

They divorced two years ago.

He has set his sights on Su Ling.

Yang Xiaole nodded slightly. There was indeed a wave of divorces in the past few years (does anyone know the reason?).

Hua Yourong looked at the bicycle at the door and smiled, "You can ride a bike too? I dare not. My mom is afraid I'll fall. Don't misunderstand, I don't mean anything else."

It's not that she looks down on him.

It's just that bicycles are luxury items for city folks, let alone Yang Xiaole from the countryside.

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Yang Xiaole smiled and shook his head, "It's okay. Our production team has a bicycle. I learned from them."

That's nonsense.

The whole production team only has one bicycle, and Yang Xiaole treasures it.

If his son dares to touch it secretly, he'll get beaten.

...

While talking, Su Ling regained her smile and said to him, "Xiaole, play for a while. It's already four o'clock. I'll cook dinner at home."

After saying that, she was about to go to the kitchen to cook.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole quickly stood up and said, "Auntie, thank you, but I can't eat here. My uncle and the others don't know where I went! If they can't find me, they'll be worried."

He had to pretend a little.

Su Ling hesitated when she heard this.

It made sense. This child came from the countryside to visit relatives. If his family couldn't find him, they would be worried.

Thinking of this, she said, "Then wait a moment. I'll give you something to take back."

After that, she walked towards a room.

"Hey, Auntie, no need to be polite!"

But Su Ling ignored him and went straight into the room.

"Don't be polite! My mom said she would thank you when she goes to your house. Since you're here, we don't have to make the trip."

Hua Yourong persuaded.

While talking, Su Ling came out with a cloth bag, obviously prepared in advance.

After coming out, she glared at Hua Yourong, "You, what did you say! What do you mean by not making the trip?"

Hua Yourong stuck out her tongue, as if she had said something wrong. She meant that she didn't want to make the trip to the countryside.

Su Ling put the things on the table and smiled, "It's not much, just a small gift. If you don't want to accept it, it's fine. I'll take a day off in a few days and bring Yourong to your house to play."

Yang Xiaole didn't know what was inside, and it wasn't appropriate to open it.

But Su Ling's words left him no choice.

Not accepting?

It's fine, I'll personally deliver it. Are you still embarrassed not to accept it?

Thinking of this, he thanked her, "Thank you, Auntie."

"Hey, that's better. When you come to the city in the future, come and visit if you don't mind."

This "if you don't mind" is not just a polite remark. It means if they really mind, it's probably because of their family background.

"Okay, then I won't be polite."

Yang Xiaole took the things, which were quite heavy, and said to her, "By the way, Auntie, next time my dad catches a big fish, I'll bring it to you for free."

Sending a big fish over won't make much of a difference.

Flower Mother happily agreed, "Sure, I'll give you money when it arrives. Don't refuse."

Yang Xiaole didn't say anything, he could only see the situation at that time.

Just as he was about to leave, he thought of something and said to Flower Mother apologetically, "Um, Auntie, do you have any old clothes that you don't want? I mean, my mom always waits until Chinese New Year to wear even flawed fabric."

With his own mother's personality, even if it's flawed fabric, she'll wait until Chinese New Year to wear it.

Bringing back some old clothes would be quite prestigious in the village.

It's not that he can't afford new clothes.

It's just that there are too many new clothes, and they are not suitable for the countryside. Being too flashy is not a good thing.

These old clothes are just right.

Flower Mother also knew that it's harder to get fabric in the countryside than in the city, so she nodded, "Alright, I'll pack some for you. You can take them back later. Yourong, go and see if there are any clothes you don't want, and give them to him."

"Yes, Mom."

Hua Yourong heard this and ran upstairs.

And Flower Mother followed her upstairs.

Yang Xiaole waited there.After waiting for a while, the two of them finally came down carrying a large pile of things.

Hua Yourong, with her arms full of stuff, revealed her face and asked with a smile, "Xiaole, do you have any girls in your family? I don't know if they can wear my clothes, some of them are from when I was a child!"

"Um, I have a 7-year-old sister and a 14-year-old sister."

After saying this, he quickly added, looking at the clothes they were carrying, "That's too much, just one or two pieces will do. And your clothes are too new, it would be better if they were a bit older."

"Ah? Older ones?"

Upon hearing his words, Hua Yourong looked troubled.

When she first heard that he needed clothes, Hua Yourong was actually quite happy, because no one could understand the helplessness she felt that day.

If it weren't for Yang Xiaole, what would she do if her mother were to pass away and her father wasn't in the country!

So she wanted to help a little.

Seeing the two of them looking puzzled, Yang Xiaole casually explained, "It's not a good thing to wear too well in the countryside."

Upon hearing this, Hua's mother thought for a moment and immediately understood.

Isn't that exactly her situation now?