My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 120: Chapter 122: Looking at each other

The girls he wanted were nonexistent, but Tang Zhijun never seemed to take a liking to any of them.

Could it be…

Tang Yuxin bit her own finger, wondering if her Uncle liked the young widow in the village.

Well, she agrees.

But, her agreement is useless if her father disagrees. Tang Yuxin is already bothered with this. If her father knew, he would definitely break her uncle’s legs. The Tang Family lineage depends on Tang Zhijun. And for Tang Zhijun, out of all the possible matches, to want to marry a widow, who’s also burdened with a child!

Although her father was honest, he had a rather ingrained chauvinistic outlook. Some things can be compromised, but some can’t, such as letting Tang Zhijun marry a widow with a child.

She’ll need to think this through. Tang Yuxin really felt overwhelmed by too many responsibilities. She’s only eight, and felt she was aging prematurely due to all the stress.

However, she had greatly underestimated the gossiping abilities of the women in the village. Their information disseminating abilities could rival the internet’s efficiency.

At dinner that day, Tang Zhinian’s gaze was fixed on his younger brother, making Tang Zhijun lose his appetite. Being watched constantly like this would make anyone feel uncomfortable and unable to eat.

“Bro, why are you staring at me like that?”

Tang Zhijun straightened his body, subconsciously touching his face, wondering if he failed to wash his face in the morning and was now looking dirty.

“Zhijun, how old are you now?”

Tang Zhinian lowered his head, asking his younger brother a seemingly irrelevant question.

“I’m 25,” Tang Zhijun responded with a wide, toothy grin.

“Oh, really?” Tang Zhinian looked sharply at him, “When I was your age, Xinxin was almost three.”

“I know.”

Tang Zhijun, who was usually forgetful, could never forget this particular fact, that his brother had married early, and within a year, Sang Zhilan had given birth to Tang Yuxin. At that time, Tang Zhinian was a new father, and without any elders around, had learned how to take care of his daughter by seeking advice from families that had children. It wasn’t easy for a grown man to play both the roles of father and mother.

“Zhijun, I’ve asked Aunt Chang from the village to set up a blind date for you. You’ll meet her the day after tomorrow.”

Tang Zhinian nonchalantly dropped this announcement.

“A date,” Tang Zhijun’s face froze.

“Bro, I’ve said it before, I’m still young and not ready for marriage, let alone meeting a date?”

“Young?” Tang Zhinian tossed down his chopsticks, “Didn’t you just say when I was your age, Xinxin was almost three years old? You’re 25, how can you still consider yourself young? Don’t use your age as an excuse!”

“This time, you must meet her, whether you like it or not.”

Great, this felt like forcing a duck onto a perch.

Their parents were no longer there, and now the eldest brother, in essence, acted as the father. He could decide matters related to Tang Zhijun’s marriage. Aunt Chang said that the girl is quite nice, and a teacher at that too! In these times, teachers represented the intellectuals. Given that neither of them were well-educated, securing a match with a teacher might just be a blessing from their departed parents.

If Tang Zhijun were to refuse this time, he would definitely break his little brother’s legs.