Jin Liangyu

Chapter 66 It’s a beautiful thought
  In the west wing room, Mrs. Wang was cooking noodle soup, but her eyes kept staring at the thatched shed, and she muttered in an unclean manner: "You are a prodigal, even two losers are not afraid of supporting you."

"Shut up, you are disrespecting me. Believe it or not, I will kick you out."

"You~" Mrs. Wang was just about to sit on the ground when she heard Old Man Zhou say without any emotion: "If you keep crying and howling, get out of here."

Wang: I dare not say anything at all.

"You are still lingering, Saburo is getting hungry."

"Dalang and the others cooked it first, so they didn't mention giving Sanlang a bowl first."

"You're dead. Saburo is hungry and hasn't boiled the soup yet. Who is waiting to feed you?"

The old man Zhou became more and more angry as he talked. He was afraid that he could not help but take action, so he carried Sanlang to his eldest son's place.

"Da Lang, give San Lang a mouthful."

"Eh."

There happened to be not much left in the earthen pot and the temperature was just right, so Zhou Dalang filled half the bowl.

Old man Zhou wanted to say that there was no need to hold so much, just give Sanlang a mouthful.

But when he took the wooden spoon and fed it to Sanlang's mouth, and Sanlang swallowed it, Old Man Zhou couldn't say anything.

How old was Sanlang? He felt uncomfortable eating corn noodle soup with them.

"Dad, why don't you wait until Erlang comes back..." Zhou Dalang's voice became softer. He also knew that he shouldn't say what was coming next.

"Let's see and then talk." Old man Zhou was unsure.

When it got dark, Zhou Dalang took out the two salted duck eggs and cooked them.

Da Ya looked secretly in the direction of the west wing, fearing that she would come and snatch her away.

Zhou Dalang guessed what his girls were thinking and told them: "We will eat the salted duck eggs tomorrow so that you can't take away the milk."

"Dad, we only eat two salted duck eggs a day. Isn't it too wasteful?"

"You are not a loser." Zhou Dalang was embarrassed to tell his daughter that if they didn't eat them, his mother would hunt them down.

In this case, they might as well eat it themselves.

At dawn the next day, before the Zhou family and his son went to the fields, they saw Aunt Yu from the village blocking the door, with the purpose of marrying Zhou Dalang.

The meal of corn noodle soup last night made many people's hearts go wild.

As for the Old Yu family, the abacus beads are flying everywhere.

There are four daughters and two sons in the Yu family. Except for the eldest daughter who married an old bachelor from the next village two years ago, the remaining three daughters are not yet married.

The second daughter is already nineteen this year, and is about to turn twenty. She has never gotten married because of the high betrothal gift she asked for.

The third daughter is also seventeen. At this age, serious people are getting married.

The fourth daughter is not young anymore. She is exactly fifteen this year, which can be said to be a family.

It's just that because of the bride price, the matchmakers of these three families take a detour when passing by their house.

Thinking that the second daughter would be twenty in the next year, and with the Tatar invasion, who would still want to marry a wife, and no one would care about their three daughters.

The old couple has been worried these days, their hair is almost turning gray, and they also feel a little regretful. The bride price should not have been so much.

The two sons at home are still young, and the three daughters cannot get married. This year is already halfway over. If the second daughter fails to get married again, the old Yu family will have their spines fingered.

This family was very worried, and what happened yesterday happened.

Zhou Zuolang's father-in-law can get so much grain, which not only sells well, but also at a cheap price. If they can get in touch, they will definitely make a lot of money. Mrs. Yu thought about it for half the night, and she finally came up with a good way to get the best of both worlds.

He happily slapped his thighs in the middle of the night, startling Yu Laowen in his sleep.

"Why are you so cold if you don't sleep in the middle of the night?"

"Master, I found a good way to get the best of both worlds."

"What's a good idea?"

"Just think about it, Zhou Dalang is single, and Zhou Dalang's father-in-law is so capable. Do you think that if we marry our second daughter to Zhou Dalang, we will have a good relationship."

"What are you talking about? Dalang Zhou has two daughters. His father separated them and they have nothing. Now they are still living in a thatched shed. How can they have money to marry a wife?"

"You are stupid. If Lao Jin can help us collect more food, it doesn't matter whether Zhou Dalang has a betrothal gift or not."

"You are talking in your sleep."

"Why not, they are all serious relatives, so he has to help."

Mrs. Yu calculated, "One pound of corn flour can earn fourteen cents, and ten catties of corn flour can earn one hundred and forty cents. What about one hundred catties, one thousand catties?"

When Yu Laowen listened to the cakes drawn by the old lady, his heart became hot. "Mom, if our family can really make a thousand kilograms of corn noodles, then that's it, that's it...hehe."

"You don't have to go far, you can easily sell it in any nearby village."

The couple thought about the money they had spent in vain, and both began to complain that it was too late.

After the father and son of the Zhou family heard what Mrs. Yu had come for, Zhou Dalang's head shook like a rattle. "Auntie, thank you for your kindness. I don't want to get married yet."

What I'm thinking: Even if I want to get married, I can't marry your girl.

First, your girl is too expensive and I can’t afford to marry her because I don’t have money.

Second, you two are too scary, and he won't get on the pole to make himself uncomfortable. He hasn't lived enough yet, he still has two daughters to support, and he doesn't want to die.

Of course Old Man Zhou listened to his eldest son, "If the boss doesn't want it, it's hard for us parents to say anything. His aunt, you are right."

Although Old Man Zhou said this, he kept saying in his heart that his eldest son had done the right thing, otherwise the family would be in chaos.

Granny Yu didn't expect that she would get up early and come to the door happily, but Zhou Dalang was still unwilling.

Her daughter is a grown-up girl, and he, a second-time married woman with a child, is still unwilling, which makes her really angry.

Her good idea to kill two birds with one stone failed like this? Mother-in-law Yu was unwilling.

The old ginger was still spicy. Seeing Mrs. Yu's eyes rolling around, Old Man Zhou was afraid that the matter would not go well, so he pulled his eldest son to stand behind him.

Mrs. Yu was so angry that she wanted to say something sullen, but she caught sight of Mrs. Wang leaving the door of the west wing and ran away in despair.

Mrs. Wang looked at Mrs. Yu's back, opened her mouth and cursed: "You want to stuff all the smelly things into our house. You think my son is a rag collector."

After Ms. Wang scolded Mrs. Yu, she still felt that she had not vented her anger, so she pointed at her eldest son and scolded: "You don't want to give me face, and I don't know who you follow your temper. You can't beat me with three sticks, and you can't kick me with four kicks." There was a noise. Where has the energy gone when I screamed at my mother to marry Mrs. Zhu? "

Zhou Dalang: He was single once in his more than twenty years of life, and the result was still stained.

When Da Ya and Er Ya saw their father being scolded, they were so frightened that they slowly moved behind their father, fearing that they would get stuck with a broom.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. You two will go to the field with dad in a while."

"Yeah." The two little girls nodded together.

(End of this chapter)