After Marrying Him, the Ending Has Changed

Chapter 113: 113: Dark and Rustic



Chapter 113: Chapter 113: Dark and Rustic

I thought he must be about fifteen or sixteen years old, but it turns out he’s only twelve.

These kids from the Capital City are unlike our rural ones, to be so tall at the age of twelve, they must eat pork at every meal!

Just look at Zhiwen, who’s only a year younger yet a full head shorter than him!

And when it comes to looks and temperament, he’s even more evidently darker and more rustic by comparison.

Only the fair and lovely Jiang Mianmian, sitting beside the boy, does not seem out of place at all.

Sun Lixia was watching all this with a feeling of gloom swelling inside her.

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So she made a secret resolution to make sure her two sons didn’t spend their entire days in the sun next summer!

Yu Cheng noticed the strange looks from everyone and thought to himself, what’s wrong? Do I not look like a twelve-year-old?

Jiang Changhai stroked his chin and said, “Kid, where does your uncle live? I can take you to find him later.”

“Uncle Jiang, my uncle is at Central China Farm. I only know that the farm is around here, but I’m not sure exactly where. Uncle Jiang, do you know where this farm is?” Yu Cheng asked with hope in his eyes, only now looking like a twelve-year-old boy.

“Central China Farm?”

Jiang Changhai thought for a moment, then shook his head, “I haven’t heard of it. Dad, do you know it?”

Jiang Dashan asked, “Kid, are you sure it’s called Central China Farm?”

“I’m certain,” Yu Cheng said with a firm tone, the information gleaned from his thorough inquiries.

However, Jiang Dashan said, “I have lived here for so many years and have never heard of Central China Farm.”

Yu Cheng looked to the other members of the Jiang Family, and seeing them all shaking their heads, it was impossible for him not to feel disappointed.

After coming all this way, only to find out that there’s no Central China Farm around, even a mature youngster like Yu Cheng couldn’t help but feel a sense of loss and discomfort.

Seeing this, Jiang Changhai casually consoled, “Maybe the farm isn’t on this side of Stone Bridge Village. When the snow outside melts, I’ll go out and make some inquiries for you. Someone might know about the farm.”

At these words, Yu Cheng’s eyes showed gratitude as he said, “Thank you, Uncle Jiang.”

Being unfamiliar with the place, it was difficult for him to gather information.

With Uncle Jiang as a local, he would have much more convenience with his help.

“It’s nothing, just a matter of asking around,” Jiang Changhai waved his hand, indicating it was no big deal.

Now that the important questions had been asked, Zhang Guihua’s curiosity came forth as she asked, “Yu Cheng, what do you People from Capital eat every day? How come you have grown so tall?”

If there was something that could make her grandsons grow taller, she wanted to get some for them to eat.

Of course, if it was too expensive, then never mind. Rural people like them don’t make much money all year round.

Yu Cheng replied, “Grandma, we eat the same things as you, mostly rice and steamed buns.”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Guihua’s eyes widened in disbelief and she asked, “Rice and steamed buns, you eat these every day? Do you, do you also get to eat meat with every meal?!”

The others were also looking intently at Yu Cheng, eagerly waiting to hear about the splendid life of the People from Capital.

Yu Cheng, who was not so out of touch as to be ignorant of humble circumstances, thought about the living conditions of most people in the Capital City and said, “Not every meal includes meat, maybe seven or eight times a month.”

As for himself, not only did he eat meat with every meal, but he often had various additional snacks because he burned a lot of calories from his physical workouts.

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