Chapter 119: A thousand times better than Song Yuntang!

Ma Zhaolan looked at her with surprise in his eyes.

"Mei'er, are you serious?"

Although she admitted that her daughter was not ugly, the highest dowry for a girl in the entire Rongshu Village could be ten taels of silver.

"Of course I'm serious. With my conditions, I'm a thousand times better than Song Yuntang." Song Zhimei held Ma Zhaolan's hand, "Mom, haven't you heard from Matchmaker Zhou yet?"

Ma Zhaolan sighed, "You were just rejected not long ago. Matchmaker Zhou meant that you should wait for a while and then propose marriage after this storm has passed. So there is no need to be in such a hurry."

Hearing this, Song Zhimei let go of Ma Zhaolan's hand and said dissatisfiedly, "That matchmaker Zhou is really useless. If he can't do it, won't mother find someone else? He is not the only matchmaker in the world."

Ma Zhaolan quickly stood up and covered her mouth.

"Little ancestor, don't talk nonsense. Matchmaker Zhou is the most reliable matchmaker in our area. Who else can we find if not him? If what you said gets to his ears, he can easily trip you up and you will never get married in this life."

Song Zhimei snorted, turned sideways and continued to sulk.

…

Song Yuntang rode Grandpa Sun's ox cart to the grocery store and bought an iron cooking pot for 120 cents.

Then he went to the grain and oil shop and bought a stone of brown rice for six hundred coins.

As for seasonings and vegetables, she did not intend to provide them. After all, seasonings were expensive, vegetables were difficult to buy, and it was not convenient to deliver them every day. She had to let the workers there solve it themselves.

They all come from farmers' families. If they are diligent, their families will give them some food to take to the farm to eat.

After buying the things, Song Yuntang jumped on the ox cart and went back.

"Uncle, is the rice harvest at home coming soon?"

Grandpa Sun smiled and nodded, "In half a month or so, it will be almost the autumn harvest." Then he sighed, "It's just that the harvest this year is not good. Many families may not even be able to earn back the rent, let alone the taxes."

"Does your family have many fields?" Song Yuntang asked again.

"Not much." Grandpa Sun said thankfully, "But fortunately not much, otherwise I don't know what I would do this year."

Song Yuntang was sitting on a ox cart and heard many people on the roadside discussing Lin Zhaozhao and the rumors about her.

"Hey, have you heard? The daughter of the Lin family looks innocent on the surface, but in fact she is very scheming. She is trying to make the Lin and Song families dislike the fake daughter."

"Is there anything else?"

"Isn't it? I also heard that the girl from the Song family has been kicked out of the Song family and is now living alone in Cile Town."

"That Miss Song is really pitiful."

"That's not all. I heard that Miss Lin not only can't stand the Song family girl being better off, but also can't stand the Song family members who raised her for thirteen years being better off. She secretly uses means to drag the entire Song family into this water."

"I don't understand this. What does she want?"

"Miss Song will have no one to help her anymore."

"Where did you hear this rumor?"

"You didn't know? The news spread all over Cile Town yesterday!"

…

Hearing this, Song Yuntang couldn't help but think in his heart.

She did ask Mu Dong to spread the news, but Mu Dong left after the shop closed. Even if he wanted to spread the news, he wouldn't do it so quickly.

Could it be that someone is helping her secretly?

After carefully reviewing the people she met yesterday in her mind, she set her sights on Jiang Surao.

She had never had any interaction with the other people. Even if they would not deliberately hide the matter, they would not help her spread it.

Only Jiang Surao.

Although he looks arrogant, he is actually a person who cannot tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes.

It seems that I owe her another favor invisibly.

"Today, everyone in town heard that the Song family's daughter was kicked out of the house. But looking at Tang'er's expression, she seemed surprisingly calm." Suddenly, a gloating voice sounded from the side.

Looking sideways, when he saw Huang Heyu, Song Yuntang's brows frowned for no reason.

"Huang Heyu, it's broad daylight, I advise you to think twice before you act."

She was not sure that she could meet Xu Qingye again today.

Huang Heyu was touched, "Tang'er actually thought about me, I'm so touched."

Then he said, "Without your family's protection, Tang'er must be very scared, right? Even if I arrest you, who will stand up for you?" Huang Heyu smiled and said, "But don't worry, I won't touch you in front of so many people. You will be mine sooner or later anyway."

Seeing that the ox cart was about to turn and leave Cile Town, Song Yuntang flicked his sleeves slightly, and a wisp of extremely fine powder flew in the direction of Huang Heyu.

Huang Heyu, who was feeling proud at the moment, did not notice that when he saw the ox cart turning a corner and about to disappear, he smiled and waved to Song Yuntang.

The ox cart passed by the tea shed not far away, went a short distance in the direction of Rongshu Village, turned a corner and headed in another direction. Ma Zhaolan and Song Zhimei watched the ox cart leave.

"Mom, where do you think she's going?"

"Who knows?" Ma Zhaolan said disdainfully, "A girl who lives alone in a town without her family to look after her might do something shameful just to make a living."

Turning around and seeing a familiar figure walking towards the direction of the town, Ma Zhaolan's eyes lit up. He raised his hand to tidy up his hair, then hurriedly trotted forward with a flattering look on his face.

"Mr. Huang, you are in town too. What a coincidence."

When Huang Heyu saw Ma Zhaolan, he looked a little impatient. He glanced at her lightly and asked with a frown, "Why are you here too?"

"Of course, I came to town with my daughter to buy some things." Ma Zhaolan said, turning around and pulling his reluctant daughter under the tea shed to Huang Heyu, "Mei'er, come and meet Mr. Huang."

"Mr. Huang?" Song Zhimei was puzzled. "Which Mr. Huang?"

Seeing his daughter being so tactless, Ma Zhaolan said disparagingly, "Of course it must be the son of Mr. Huang from Shili Village. Otherwise, who else could it be?"

Song Zhimei looked in the direction of Huang Heyu with some surprise. It turned out that the Mr. Huang that Song Yuntang had seduced was the person in front of her?

Although his appearance is not as good as Xu Qingye, he is not bad either.

The most important thing is that the Huang family is much richer than the Xu family. Not to mention ten or twenty taels, they can also afford one hundred or two hundred taels.

Thinking of this, Song Zhimei lowered her head and bowed shyly.

"Hello, Mr. Huang."

Huang Heyu noticed the change in her expression. Although he felt contempt in his heart, his vanity was greatly satisfied.

"Miss Mei'er, you don't have to be so polite." He looked at Song Zhimei with a smile, and said with a guilty conscience, "I didn't expect that the girls of the Song family are all so beautiful."