Chapter 169: Proposal

Zhuang Yuanren still said nothing.

Judging from the looks of it, yes.

Zhuang Ruman's brows suddenly showed some joy. Zhuang Qingning was making things difficult for Zhuang Yuanren who came to apologize. No matter how he said this, Zhuang Qingning was in the wrong.

"Then why didn't you stop by your uncle the village chief's house and talk to him?"

Zhuang Rumen asked again, but the only answer he got was still silence.

Now it was Zhuang Rumen's turn to remain silent.

Judging from Zhuang Yuanren's expression, it must be that when he went to Zhuang Jingye's house to talk about this matter, Zhuang Jingye didn't take it seriously and didn't give him a good look, so Zhuang Yuanren was so unhappy.

It seems that Zhuang Jingye is really determined. He does not intend to give face to their family, nor does he value Zhuang Yuanren, the future scholar.

If that's the case, then their family has nothing to rely on in the entire village...

"Dad." After being silent for a while, Zhuang Yuanren said, "If you still insist on doing what you want and only want to embarrass Zhuang Qingning and her sister, then I will never come back. You can just treat me as if you don't have a son..."

Having such parents, he couldn't even hold his head up in front of the sister Zhuang Qingning, and even Zhuang Jingye looked down on him. I'm afraid he would have no face left in the village in the future.

It's really better to have nothing...

Zhuang Ruman's heart sank deeply.

It looked like what he had guessed. From now on, he would have to behave himself and not dare to make any more mistakes. Otherwise, there would be no benefit and Zhuang Yuanren's future might even be delayed. If that happened, their family would be completely without anyone to rely on.

Zhuang Ruman didn't want this result.

Things change over time. When Zhuang Yuanren becomes rich, it won't be too late to look for trouble with those two damn girls.

"What you said, can I be the kind of person who knows nothing? From now on, I will listen to you, and you just need to focus on studying."

Zhuang Ruman said.

"Thank you, Dad." Zhuang Yuanren paused, then continued, "It's getting late, so I'll go back to school early. Dad, take good care of your injuries. I'll come back to see you when I have time."

"You don't even want to eat dinner?" Zhuang Ruman struggled to prop up half of his body with his elbows. "It's almost dark now. The road to town is not easy to walk on. Let's go tomorrow."

"No, I will go find the teacher earlier and have a good talk with him, so as not to miss my trip to the official school." Zhuang Yuanren replied.

"Well, this is serious business, so you'd better order it early." Zhuang Ruman nodded, called Song into the house, took out the purse from the crack in the wall, counted out half of it, and gave it to Zhuang Yuanren.

"Take these, and buy some gifts for the gentleman. When you are away from home, don't be stingy with food and clothes, or you will look poor. If you don't have enough money, come back and get more."

"Hurry up and cook some eggs for Yuanren, take them back to the school and eat them to replenish your body."

After receiving the instructions, Song hurried to get the eggs and boil them.

He cooked all the eight in the bamboo basket, thought for a moment, took a few more from the basket, put them in the pot, and lit a fire in the stove.

"Thank you, Dad. Thank you, Mom." Zhuang Yuanren thanked them. His eyes drooped again and again, his hands holding the purse tightened again and again, and even the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

The weight of the purse is so light, but you still say that you should eat what you need, wear what you need, don’t look poor, and buy things to honor your husband...

Who would have known that he could not even eat properly on weekdays, except for writing brushes, inkstones, and paper, because he had so little money? Others could often go to restaurants to eat a meal, at the very least they would have meat buns or shredded pork noodles, but he could only buy a sesame seed cake and nibble on it when no one was around. He did not dare to eat too much meat buns occasionally, for fear that he would not be able to get used to the dry sesame seed cakes.

When other people went back home, they would come back with lots of things, including snacks, fruits and other things, and they would share them with others as if they were free. But when it came to him, he could only bring some ordinary eggs to school, which were so ordinary that he couldn't even afford to exchange them with others.

There is such a huge difference between this person and others.

Zhuang Yuanren sighed, put the money away, packed up some things, took the eggs cooked by Song, and hurried to the town.

After Zhuang Yuanren left, Song started to prepare dinner.

Thinking that the family had less money, and the eggs that were prepared to be sold were taken away by Zhuang Yuanren, Song made steamed buns with sweet potato flour and corn flour, and roasted tomatoes and beans, not daring to put even a few drops of oil in them.

Zhuang Rumen's face turned a little green as he ate the steamed bread.

He also wants to eat better.

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"I say, Qinghe is not a child anymore. I am lying in bed and cannot move. As a mother, you should also worry about her and help her find a suitable marriage."

"Qinghe?" Song smacked her lips. "Yuanren hasn't even proposed marriage yet, but he's already proposed marriage to Qinghe? It doesn't sound good to say this out. Besides, Qinghe is only thirteen, isn't it a little too early to propose marriage?"

"So what? If the eldest brother can't get married due to some reasons, then the subordinates can't get married either? Besides, Yuanren is different from others. We have to wait until Yuanren passes the examination to discuss marriage. We can't just marry a wife casually."

Zhuang Ruman said, "Age is not a big deal. There are people who get married at the age of twelve or thirteen. Besides, it's just a marriage, not a marriage. Why worry about being young?"

"While Qinghe is still young, find a good one to marry her to. Otherwise, when she is older, she will be so picky that she will become an old maid. By then, even if Yuanren passes the imperial examination, it will be useless."

"That's right." Song nodded: "Then I'll take a look when I have time and find a suitable family."

"Whether this family is suitable or not depends on their financial situation. Our daughter is Yuanren's biological sister, but she is from a poor family and their family lives in poverty. That won't work for us."

Zhuang Ruman gulped down a mouthful of cornmeal porridge and continued, "And the betrothal gift, it can't be too little. If the family is rich and the betrothal gift is small, it will be seen as a stingy person, and it will be difficult to get along with the other party. Qinghe will suffer if she goes there."

"Well, I'll listen to the boss." Song felt that what Zhuang Ruman said made sense, so she just listened to it.

The good thing about the Song family is that they are obedient.

Zhuang Ruman was very satisfied with this.

As long as Zhuang Qinghe's marriage can be arranged and the betrothal money can be in hand sooner, the family will be able to live a more comfortable life.

(End of this chapter)