Once the study card was used, Song Jiayu had to attend classes for four hours every day for a week, which seriously caused her to lack of sleep.
After yawning for a while, I felt sleepy again.
"Mom, I'm going to go back to my room to take a nap. Call me when it's time for dinner. I've handed over all the marriage arrangements to you. We've divided the family up in one fell swoop. We can continue to be filial to our grandparents, but we can't be workhorses for my uncle's family anymore."
"Sleep, sleep, sleep! You are going to get married, so don't act like this in your husband's family. If they dislike you, your life will be difficult. Do you hear me?" Zhao Qiuqin nagging.
"I heard it." Song Jiayu went out.
Seeing that his elder sister had gotten what she wanted, his younger brother Song Beiwang started to speak: "Mom, since elder sister can sleep, can I go out and play with Daniu and the others?"
Zhao Qiuqin glared at him, "What are you playing for? It's almost dark, and you're not afraid of falling into the ditch. You're already so old, and you don't do anything except play every day. If you become a lazy man in the future, I don't think any girl would dare to marry you!"
Song Beiwang was not convinced: "I won't get married in the future. My elder sister can sleep in, so why can't I go out and play? Mom, you are biased too."
"I'm partial? If you were to get married soon like your sister, I'd let you do whatever you want!"
Song Beiwang rolled his eyes and said, "Mom, I want to get married too. Please find someone to marry me off to~"
"Haha!" Zhao Qiuqin laughed angrily, picked up the feather duster at home from the wooden box, grabbed her youngest son's ear with one hand, and hit her youngest son's butt with the feather duster.
"I told you to get married! And you actually want to be someone else's son-in-law!"
"Ah! Mom! It hurts!"
"I'm going to kill you first, you disgraceful thing, so that you won't be laughed at by others when you go out!"
"I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again, second brother, dad!"
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Song Tianshun was still reading in the room. He didn't even glance at his younger brother, but the slightly raised corners of his mouth showed that he was also laughing at his younger brother's joke.
Song Demin was weaving a basket with bamboo strips. He didn't even look at his youngest son's pleading eyes and he even turned a deaf ear. In his heart, he said: Son, don't be so silly next time. Your mother has been very angry recently because of your sister's exchange marriage. As a father, I really don't dare to offend her. I'll just run away.
After beating her youngest son, Zhao Qiuqin walked out of the room in a good mood. Someone also came out from the opposite room. It was her elder sister-in-law Wei Meihua. When the two met, one smiled more gently than the other.
"Sister-in-law, come out and make dinner. Xiulan isn't trying to commit suicide again, is she? You've raised your daughter to this age, how can you let her die like that? Sister-in-law, you should try to persuade her more."
"Yes, it's my turn to cook today. Second sister-in-law, you should go feed the chickens, right? Is your Jiayu still sleeping? You're getting married soon, it's not okay to be so lazy. You have to talk to Jiayu properly!"
The two sisters-in-law touched each other's hearts, said hello, and turned around, one went to the kitchen and the other went to the chicken coop in the backyard.
In a corner where no one could see, Zhao Qiuqin spat on the ground and cursed, "Who are you?"
Wei Meihua was throwing firewood in the kitchen, cursing, "Shameless!"
Today is the day when the eldest wife's family prepares three meals a day for the family, while the second wife does the housework, including feeding the chickens. She chops up the loaches dug by the youngest son and mixes them with the food for the chickens. This is dinner for the chickens.
On the dining table, there was a large plate filled with steamed corn bread made of four-grain flour, a plate of pickles, and a plate of fried shredded potatoes. Old Mrs. Song distributed the food, one steamed corn bread to each man, and half to each woman and child.
Song Jiayu got half a steamed bun and started eating it while picking up vegetables. The shredded potatoes were burnt and tasteless. The steamed bun was very sticky in her throat and she had to chew it dozens of times until her saliva dried up before she could swallow it.
Old Mrs. Song, who had promised her eldest granddaughter, spoke after her family finished dinner.
"Everyone from the eldest family and the second family, stay here. I have something to say."
The two families who were called stopped and continued to sit on the bench.
"Second brother, and second brother's wife, I've seen your family suffer over the years, and I've been a little neglectful. Jiang Baizhou is a first-class electrician working in a factory in the county. Not only does he get a monthly salary, but he also receives various subsidies from the factory, and he even has his own house in the county. What excellent conditions! I want to marry your Jiayu to him as compensation."
These words sounded very high-sounding, but they made Zhao Qiuqin, the mother, very angry.
He immediately retorted, "Mom, since the conditions are so good, why don't you let your beloved granddaughter Xiulan marry him? My Jiayu is just a country girl and can't afford to marry a city girl. I have discussed it with the captain's wife, and the two children are just right for marriage, so there is no need to change."
Hearing what her second aunt said, Song Xiulan stamped her feet in anxiety. She didn't want to live the hard life of her previous life anymore, and this time she had to change her marriage with her second cousin no matter what.
Wei Meihua grabbed her daughter who was about to speak, patted the back of her daughter's hand, and told her not to speak now. It would be better for her daughter not to get involved in the matter herself, and it would be better to let her mother-in-law and her second brother and his wife talk to her.
"What? Are my words useless in this family? Second son, second son's wife, are you trying to be unfilial?" Old Mrs. Song brought out her usual tricks.
Unfortunately, Song Demin would never be confused about major issues. He smiled bitterly and said, "Mom, are Qiuqin and I really unfilial? Or is it that filial piety means not only being filial to you and Dad, but also being filial to my brother and my eldest niece? There is no such thing as elders being filial to the younger generation in this world. I'm afraid that if I tell anyone about this, the whole Lushan Village will laugh at me."
"Second brother, we two old people have indeed been a little biased in our actions over the years, and you have resentment towards us two old people, but this marriage is really good. Apart from his poor health, Jiang Baizhou's other conditions are not bad, and our family is not going to sell our granddaughter." Old man Song began to speak in a gentle manner.
But this easing of pressure was useless to Zhao Qiuqin. "This benefit was originally intended for my eldest sister-in-law's family. We in the second house don't want it and can't afford it."
Song Demin: "Dad, don't you and Mom know what kind of grievances I have? From childhood to adulthood, you asked me to give in to my eldest brother. When my eldest brother was in elementary and junior high school, I was just a cowherd. Now I have children and will be a grandfather in two years. Now you want my daughter to give in to my eldest brother's daughter. Does that mean my grandson will have to give in to my eldest brother's grandson in the future? Will we continue to be treated like slaves?"
Old Man Song, who played the emotional card, was choked and speechless. After all, it was a fact that he preferred his eldest son. He would rely on him for retirement in the future, but it was not the same as letting the second son's family go bankrupt. The marriage exchange thing was unreasonable. Old Lady Song looked at Old Man Song and felt so disappointed with him that she could only scold her second son:
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