Chapter 352 The Second Daughter in the Historical Fiction 47
Chapter 352 The Second Daughter in the Historical Fiction 47
The village's old bachelor is having a banquet tomorrow, and he went door-to-door to notify everyone early this morning.
Song Xianyin sat on the rooftop looking at that old bachelor, thinking, "How come he can get a wife?"
Besides the old bachelor, the happiest person was his mother. Everyone said her son couldn't find a wife, but now he could finally hold his head high.
"She's very beautiful and radiant; I think she's perfect for having babies." His mother beamed as she chatted with others.
"Congratulations! Now the incense offerings will never go out."
His mother laughed a few times and handed out some wedding candies to the people around her: "Come on, come on, don't bring anything, just bring someone."
The others smiled and accepted the candy, saying, "Don't worry, we'll definitely go."
As soon as his mother left, the others started whispering among themselves.
"How come you already have a wife just because you went out to work?"
The women in the village don't even want him, so why would any women from outside want him?
"I heard that the girl saw that he was a very honest worker, so she came back with him."
An older woman lowered her voice and said, "Pah, what do you mean she came back with him? I saw that girl yesterday. She was so pretty and fair-skinned. How could she possibly be interested in him?"
The old woman looked at him with disdain: "He bought it, fine, but he even said he'd come back with it. What girl would come back with him?"
The old man next to him laughed and said, "You can't say that. I think the stone man is fine. You women are always belittling us men."
The old woman raised her eyebrows: "You don't mind him? You're going to let your daughter marry him?"
The old man gave a dry laugh and said nothing.
"I'll go tomorrow. I want to see how beautiful that bride is."
"I don't know if he'll break down. What if someone dies?"
"Cash on delivery, money paid, who cares if you lose your life?"
As the sun rose higher and higher, there was no shade left on the rooftop, so Song Xianyin quickly came down from the rooftop.
Lao Fu was notified as well, of course.
He muttered to himself at home, "So much money, what a waste. Why is it so expensive to get married these days?"
"Just stay home, take care of the kids, cook, and don't have to do anything else. How wonderful!"
Old Fu frowned as he looked at Song Xianyin squatting at the door.
"Second brother, how much was your tuition again?"
"What?" Song Xianyin asked impatiently.
Old Fu frowned even more: "You brat, ask me what's wrong, how much tuition did your mother give you?"
Song Xianyin didn't answer; she just kept playing with the ants using a twig.
Old Fu uttered a number, but Song Xianyin didn't react.
He tentatively uttered another number, but Song Xianyin still didn't react.
As Song Xianyin was playing, she suddenly felt her vision darken. She looked up and saw Fu Ci holding a basket full of vegetables, looking at her calmly.
Song Xianyin moved aside, and Fu Ci stepped into the room.
"Eldest brother, how much is the second brother's tuition? Didn't your mother ask you to pay her tuition?" Old Fu asked quickly.
Fu Ci put the greens into the basin and poured a few ladles of water into it.
"What's wrong?" he asked calmly.
Old Fu was furious: "What's wrong? Why is it so hard to ask about tuition fees? Just tell your father how much your sister's tuition fees are."
“You usually live on campus, so there are tuition fees, food expenses, and other miscellaneous costs.”
Old Fu's face immediately darkened: "How much money does it cost to send three kids to school?"
“Xiao Hua in the village is two years younger than the second brother, and he already has children.”
He looked at Song Xianyin and said, "Second brother, do you have a crush on any boys in the village? I think all the boys like you."
Fu Ci clicked his tongue impatiently, and the room fell silent for a moment.
Old Fu turned his head away somewhat uncomfortably and muttered, "His grades aren't even as good as Lao San's. I don't know what he's been learning at school, just wasting money."
It would be better to be like those girls in the village and get married now to help support the family.
Who can afford to send three kids to school at once? The village chief has five kids, but only two of them are in school now.
After dinner, Lao Fu glanced at Song Xianyin's closed door and tiptoed to Fu Ci's side.
"Boss, are you under a lot of pressure from school these days?" Old Fu asked, looking at Fu Ci who was washing dishes.
Fu Ci frowned but didn't say anything.
"Tsk, you always frown whenever your father talks to you." Old Fu sighed.
“Boys will need money in many places in the future. When you go to university in a big city and get married, you will need money.” Old Fu calculated the accounts for Fu Ci.
Fu Ci still ignored him.
"Don't think your father is heartless. Everyone in this family is tired. I think it's enough for one of the two younger sisters to go to school."
“The second child is so clever, she won’t go hungry in the future. Even if she doesn’t have a good life in the future, you and the third child can help her. You grew up together and have a very good relationship.”
Fu Ci stopped what she was doing and looked at him quietly: "Dad, why don't you go back over there?"
He talked way too much.
The Shi family didn't sleep a wink all night, preparing for the wedding the next day.
All the relatives have arrived, and everyone is counting the dishes to be cooked tomorrow. There are still many places in the house that haven't been decorated yet.
Stone blushed with joy. He looked at the bright room across the street and felt a little itchy.
Stone's mother sensed Stone's emotions and quickly pulled him aside, saying, "We can only meet tomorrow, not tonight, lest her bad luck taint you."
Upon hearing this, Shi Tou immediately suppressed his thoughts.
He blushed and whispered to his mother, "Mother, my bride is so beautiful."
Stone Mother glanced at him sideways: "Oh, Mother isn't pretty."
Shi Tou quickly reassured her, "No, no, Mom is the most beautiful, and the bride is the second most beautiful."
Stone's mother finally felt relieved: "Stone, you can't forget your mother after you get a wife."
She only has one son, and she can't let another woman take him away.
Stone's father was fast asleep in bed when something outside made a slightly loud noise, which startled him awake. He cursed at the outside world.
Stone's mother quickly told those people to lower their voices: "Be quiet, be quiet, his father doesn't like too much noise when he sleeps."
The others were getting impatient: "Why don't you make it lighter? It's so heavy."
Stone's mother slipped them some more money, bowing and scraping as she said, "Thank you for your hard work."
Some people felt it was too little, but something was better than nothing, so they kept their voices down.
At this moment, the bride was wearing a veil, and her hands and feet were tightly bound. She struggled desperately to break free, and the skin on her wrists was chafed raw.
Just as she continued to struggle, the door was suddenly opened.
"Sister-in-law, tomorrow is your big day, you should get some rest tonight."
The woman ignored the marks on her wrist, said a few words as if she had completed a task, and left.
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