The Making of Pretty Boy Troop

  "Auntie, it's laundry time."

  "Yes. Xiaxia, you're done."

  "Enna."

  "Hey, Xiaxia. Today we made dumplings at home. There's also the three fresh fillings that you love to eat. Come and have some."

  "Alright, alright."

  "Remember to come."

  "Enna"

  As soon as Zuo Xiaxia returned home from her stall, she saw a pile of gifts at the door, all wrapped in red paper.

  Her name is Zuo Xiaxia. She's 17 years old this year. It's said that she's an orphan, but some people also say that Zuo Xiaxia's parents are still alive. She's currently in her second year of high school at Jinglian School, a normal school in City A. Originally, Zuo Xiaxia had very good grades and was accepted by the number one high school in City A, but because her family didn't have money, she could only attend an ordinary high school.

  There are people poorer than Xiaxia's family on this street. But the street is very harmonious and peaceful. Xiaxia was born and raised on this street. This street is called Happiness Avenue.

  Zuo Xiaxia is also a pride of this street. Because Zuo Xiaxia studies well. She has received many scholarships in school.

  Zuo Xiaxia was adopted by her uncle and aunt. Her uncle and aunt had no children of their own. Her uncle was a gambler, which also created a rift between him and his wife. No one ever told Zuo Xiaxia what happened to her biological parents.

  "Aunt. What's all this?" Zuo Xiaxia tossed over her hip pack and walked over with a banana in hand.

  Auntie smiled at Xiaxia. "Xiaxia, the day after tomorrow is your 17th birthday. You can also apply for an ID card then."

  "Hmm, yes. But... what does this have to do with anything?" Zu Xiaxia asked in confusion.

  "I'm back." On the other hand, his uncle came in wearing a good suit and with a big smile on his face.

  Zuo Xia's expression was somewhat disdainful. After all these years, this uncle had never been as good to him as his aunt had been. He tossed the banana peel in his hand and raised the corner of his mouth, opening his mouth to say, "Hey, Mr. Zuo. You're so happy today? Is the sun rising from the west?"

  For so many years, Zuo Xia had never called him uncle, always addressing him as Mr. Zuo instead. This was also a sign of respect for him.

  Zuo Zhiqiang smiled and sat down beside Zuo Xiayi. "Niece, you still understand your uncle." He said, and then gave his aunt a glance.

  Zuo Zhiqiang looked at Zuo Xiaxia with a smile. "Xiaxia, Uncle has something to ask of you."

  Zuo Xia threw another banana peel from her hand into the trash can. She glanced at her aunt, who was still busy checking gifts on one side. Sighed. As expected, the couple was in perfect harmony, with the husband and wife following each other's lead.

  Xia Xia sat cross-legged on the sofa, looking at the two of them sitting to one side. "If there's something, just say it directly. Don't beat around the bush, I'm not used to it."

  "Xia Xia. Do you know Mo Shi?" Meanwhile, her aunt also sauntered over.

  Zuo Xiaxia shook her head. "The Mo Clan? Oh dear, what a strange name. There are many strange names every year, but this one is especially... it's actually called the 'Mo Clan'." Zuo Xiaxia said with a bitter smile.

  ……

  Uncle and aunt looked at Xiaxia speechlessly. "Xiaxia, Mo Shi is..." Then uncle told Xiaxia about what happened to Mo Shi...

  "Huh? What does it have to do with me?" Zu Xiaxia asked incredulously.

  Uncle patted his arm. "The son of the Mo Group is no good... We want... you to go and get married."

  Hmph!

  "What did you say?"

  "I'm telling you... go get married!" said Uncle firmly.

  Zuo Xiaxia swallowed her saliva again. "Isn't that the etiquette of several hundred years ago... how... now it's the 21st century." Zuo Xiaxia suddenly stood up and looked at her uncle. "Aren't you guys making me jump into a fire pit?!"

  "Xia Xia. They are a wealthy family. Even if you become their daughter-in-law, they won't treat you poorly."

  No way! Let me go and get married first! Then you say I've changed... Mommy, I'm only 17 this year, okay?!

  You! You!

  Have you been watching too many TV dramas?

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