Farmhouse with a little field

Chapter 133 The boy will only marry her alone

It is "take in", not "marry in".

In a word, the smile that had gathered at the corner of Song Ning's mouth disappeared without a trace. He paused, and his voice was slightly raised: "Mother, I want to marry that girl to come in."

"What did you say? A peasant girl is also worthy of this word?" Zhang Yuelian retorted unhappily. She felt that she had compromised enough, so it was absolutely impossible to compromise on this point. "You'd better Don't think about it!"

Song Ning didn't speak, which meant she was silently insisting on what she just said.

Zhang Yuelian glanced at Song Ning, and seemed to realize that her tone was a bit too harsh, so she slowed down and said, "Ning'er, you have also met the third lady in Liu Zhifu's mansion, she is one year younger than you, She looks like a flower and jade, and her temperament is also gentle and pleasant. What do you not like? A woman like that should be your wife. "

"Mother, the child will only marry her alone, and will never let other women come in." Song Ning spoke again, expressing her firm position once again.

Zhang Yuelian was so angry that her chest rose and fell, and her face also became ugly. She knew that her youngest son had always been disobedient, but she never planned to back down on this matter: "In matters of marriage, you should obey your parents' orders and the matchmaker's order." Yan, it's not your turn to talk nonsense here. I'm tired, you go back and rest first, don't come over to say hello to me if you have nothing to do. "

"If the mother does not agree to the child's request, the child can only choose to let the mother down." Song Ning stood up, but she was not in a hurry to leave.

Zhang Yuelian slapped the table angrily, and said in a sharp tone: "When did you never let me down? When I asked you to study and take scientific exams, did you not let me down? Did you listen to me when I told you not to do business?" What else can you do besides disobeying me? Is it that you can't see me, a mother, feel at ease?"

"Mother calm down, the child has no other intentions, the child is just..." Song Ning frowned, as if thinking of something unpleasant, after a while, the gloom gradually dissipated, he let out a foul breath, and said firmly and in a low voice "If the mother insists on not agreeing to the child's request, then the child can only choose to leave the Song family and set up his own family."

Zhang Yuelian's fingertips trembled slightly, and her tone of voice was a little more disbelieving: "Are you threatening me? Threatening my mother for a peasant girl who can't stand on stage?!"

The Song family looks prominent now, but in fact, it was only a matter of recent years. The eldest son of the Song family, Song Lian, was the number one scholar in high school when he was 20 years old. Later, the emperor appointed him to stay in the Imperial Academy as an editor. Wai Lang, a member of the Gong Division, took the position of Lang Zhong in the Department of Wenxuan of the Ministry of Officials in another two years.

The Ministry of Officials is the institution that decides the appointment and dismissal of civil servants. Song Lian has achieved this position at a young age, so he must be talented and exquisite.

But what also plays a key role are the material foundations that support him along the way, in other words, money.

In the officialdom, it is impossible to walk alone. If you want to make friends with colleagues and curry favor with your superiors, you must use these vulgar things as a foreshadowing. Most of the money Song Lian spent came from Song Ning, a younger brother who was in business.

"I don't dare, I just want to be my own master again." Song Ning lowered her eyes slightly, her voice was neither humble nor overbearing, as if she didn't hear the annoyance in her mother's voice.

Zhang Yuelian was trembling and speechless. The reason why she was so angry was not only because she was threatened by her son, but also because most of the Song family's daily expenses were paid by Song Ning.

So no matter how you think about it, Song Ning can be regarded as a very rich person, and although Han Duyue is not very clear about this, she has already embraced such a thick thigh invisibly, which is also equivalent to A very thick golden finger was opened.

Rich people, how can they not be willful?

Zhang Yuelian thought of the 20 taels of gouache she used on weekdays, the crystal-clear jade bracelet she was wearing, and the bird's nest porridge that she had only half eaten before and was taken away, and finally thought of these They were all brought from Song Ning's shop, and suddenly he was even more speechless.

Seeing this, Song Ning spoke again very considerately: "This matter is not in a hurry, I will stay in Fucheng for a few more days, mother may wish to think about it carefully, or discuss it with father."

Zhang Yuelian gritted her teeth, and said a few words with difficulty: "You go down first."

Walking out of the main courtyard, Song Ning sighed towards the sky. He remembered how his parents firmly opposed him when he said he wanted to start a business.

At that time, Song Ning really felt that her parents would never compromise on this matter, but when he took out the contracts of several shops under his name, and when his father saw the precise numbers on the ledger, he fell silent.

On the second day, the two agreed to Song Ning's request, saying that he was still young, and they would temporarily keep the deeds and person deeds of those shops, as well as the account books in the shops, and it would be best to bring them every month Let them have a look.

At that time Song Ning was overjoyed, not only because her request was finally agreed to by the two, but also because he thought that his parents really cared about him.

Until later, the shopkeepers of those shops ran to him complaining, saying that people from the Song family always went to buy things recently, and they said they were "buying", but they just took them away.

At that time, Song Ning realized that she was really naive. Maybe his family never regarded him as a family member.

That's right, he didn't like reading since he was a child. He was neither as knowledgeable as his eldest brother nor as talented as his second brother. No wonder his parents didn't like him.

No wonder...

Since then, Song Ning has kept her business affairs a secret from everyone in the Song family, and after only a year or two, she found a shop with good business, which is the result of her hard work.

But in the face of these, the people of the Song family are already very satisfied. Song Ning has a talent for doing business. There is no doubt about it. In his opinion, it is only an ordinary shop, but in the eyes of the Song family, it is already excellent. .

And the money that supported the Song family until now, and supported Song Lian's climb all the way, came from these shops.

This is just a drop in the bucket for Song Ning, but it is equivalent to the entire source of income for the Song family.

It's just that Song Ning is not stupid anymore. Although he allowed the Song family to spend in his shop, he didn't hand over the contract to them. Therefore, the real power of the shop is Song Ning herself, which is very important to Song Ning.

He can pamper and forgive his family a little, but already knows how to draw boundaries with them, how to use what he has to achieve some ends.

Just like this time, he used this point. Although it made him feel even more chilled by the Song family, it could at least make the Song family compromise, so that he could marry Han Duyue Mingmeizheng into the family.

He is already very satisfied that this trip can achieve this goal. He can have no so-called family members now, but he must not lose Xiaoyue.

Song Ning clenched her fists, instead of going back to her yard, she walked directly outside the mansion.

In Qingyuan Village, which is hundreds of miles away, Han Duyue has already prepared breakfast, and his family is eating around the dining table.

"Xiaoyue, what happened to the commotion outside just now?" Han Qingmei asked worriedly.

She planned to get up early, but Han Duyue got up first, and didn't let her get up. She only heard the movement outside in a daze.

Han Duyue raised her eyebrows, and roughly said what happened before: "...Who knows what they are crazy about, but I don't care about my business, let me care about what they do."

"Sister, you are really good!" Xiaonian gave a thumbs up silently, those few slaps were really enjoyable, he heard it all over the room.

Han Duyue smiled slightly, and put an egg in the bowl for Xiaonian.

Han Qingmei was a little disappointed, Mr. Li's family looked like a jerk, and Jiang's family was that kind of person, Xiaoyue had already been kissed back once, if there was a commotion again, would Mr. Song look down upon her for it? at home?

"Mother, don't think too much about it. We're still busy today. I think shopkeeper Li will be able to bring the hawthorn over later," Han Duyue said. Han Qingmei continued to think wildly, "Everyone will have to do it when the time comes, and no one is allowed to be lazy."

Everyone nodded in unison, especially Xiaolin, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice.

Before that, Han Duyue decided to sell hawthorn wine next month, but now it's already the eighth day of August, and it will be too late if he doesn't start preparations.Moreover, after the hawthorn wine is brewed, there will be secondary fermentation, and I don't know if it will work.

Thinking about it this way, Han Duyue felt that he was really lacking in consideration before. If he knew it, he would make two kinds of fruit wine at the same time. If the hawthorn wine can't be used by then, he can keep it for another month.

After breakfast, after Han Duyue cleaned up the dishes, Li Kaishi came, bringing half a carload of hawthorns.

"Uncle Li came so early, I wonder if he had breakfast?" Han Duyue wiped his hands while looking at the cart of hawthorns behind Li Kaishi with a smile.

Li Kaishi smiled and nodded: "I have already eaten, let's go in and talk."

"Hey." Han Duyue saw that Li Kaishi was still holding a cloth bag in his hand, and didn't know what was in it.

After entering the yard, Li Kaishi exchanged pleasantries with Han Qingmei, and then sat down: "I bought this hawthorn from Lin Town, and there are quite a few people in that town who grow it, so the price is very good."

"I don't care about these, as long as Uncle Li writes down the accounts." Han Duyue smiled and shook her head. She doesn't like to settle accounts. She has worked with Li Kaishi for such a long time. Except for the first few times, the other party has always given her much. , She won't bother to figure out how much she takes.

Li Kaishi nodded with a smile, didn't say much, chatted for a while, and then remembered the things in his hand: "I saw someone selling them in the town, and I thought they looked good, so I bought a few. Mrs. Han and Xiaoyue also try it."

As he spoke, he opened the cloth bag in his hand, revealing several large pomegranates.

Seeing this, Han Duyue turned her head and couldn't help but see a light up.

(End of this chapter)