One Hundred and Fifty-Four, Past Events

Luo Shu gave a mocking cold laugh, "Do I need to find someone to confirm it?" She turned her head to look at Luo Jianmin beside her, "Big Uncle, you probably know about this too, right?"

Luo Jianmin let out a long sigh and nodded his head, "I know!" He never expected that this matter would ultimately fail to remain a secret.

He still remembered those times, which were the hardest years. Like other aid recipients, Luo Shu's mother had been sent down from the city to their village, working in the fields with the villagers, sharing communal meals.

She was beautiful and smart, and most of the young men in the village liked her. He had secretly liked her too, but at that time, he was already married, so he could only abandon the thought.

One day, his father called him and Jiansen to his room.

After asking the two brothers to sit down, Luo Gensheng looked at his younger son Luo Jiansen and said, "Jiansen, you will marry Yushuang tomorrow."