Chapter 080 It works
Another person said, "Wenfeng's wife, in my opinion, you might as well do something odd job in town like Chengran's parents, earn some living money, and don't let the girl go to school. Save some money, raise her for another five or six years, and then she can get married and receive the bride price..."
Aunt Song threw a cold look at her, "Your idea is not very good."
"Then what do you say? A widow with three children, all girls, I haven't told her to leave the children behind and find another family to marry..."
"Are you here to give advice or to laugh at me?" Aunt Song frowned, very angry, "Does it sound reasonable?!"
Several people looked at each other and sighed.
"We can't read a word and have been hanging around the stove all our lives. How can you expect us to come up with any good ideas?"
"No matter what the idea is, we just want them and their son to survive!"
The others nodded. "These days, it's too hard to have no man to support the family."
Aunt Song wanted to say that she had raised her son without a man, but when she was about to say that, she remembered that her cousin, who was not more than five generations of kin, was the village chief of Shanhe Village. With the village chief looking after them, who would dare to make things difficult for them?
Fan Qingyi was different from her.
The more she was taken care of by the villagers in the past few months, the more she was hated by the men in the village now.
Those young wives looked at their husbands for everything they did. Those men were all thinking about Wenfeng's feelings. Now that Wenfeng was gone, they all blamed Wenfeng's wife.
How can they have a good life with so many children? !
Fan Qingyi coaxed her little daughter to sleep, and came out to greet a few people, "Thank you aunties and sisters for making this special trip. I know you are doing this for my own good, but... not every good thing is suitable for me and the children."
She smiled faintly, her eyes firm, "I have already thought about what to do. Even if Brother Wenfeng is not here, I will raise the three children well, let them have clothes to wear, have books to read, and grow up safely and healthily."
"Daughter-in-law Wenfeng, I'm not saying anything unpleasant, but as a woman, what can you do?" "
Yeah, you can't make much money doing odd jobs in town. It doesn't matter whether a girl goes to school or not. Why spend so much money..."
Fan Qingyi appreciated their good intentions for her, but she did not agree with their point of view.
She didn't want her children to waste their lives in such a rural area. She wanted them to go out and see the wider world outside so that they could have more choices.
Seeing that she had made up her mind, Auntie Song gave them a look to stop them from talking nonsense.
Fan Qingyi planned to go to the town today to see what food was sold at the textile factory that Cheng Ran's parents mentioned, so that she could figure out what to sell.
After agreeing with Auntie Song to come back before dark and entrusting Xiao Shanhu to her, Fan Qingyi went to the town alone.
Not ten minutes after she left, Old Lady Li and Sister Li arrived.
The two of them, each holding a ponytail, faced the gate of Auntie Song's house and started to curse at her, calling her a little bitch, a vixen, and a swindler.
The people in the yard couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to go find Old Lady Li to argue with her, but Auntie Song stopped them.
"Why bother with them? God is watching what you do, and you are not afraid of retribution!"
Someone whispered to Aunt Song, "Didn't they say that they should leave our village within three days? Isn't Wenfeng's wife planning to go back to her parents' home?"
"No, how can she go back to her parents' home? She will be sold by her stepmother and stepfather the next day."
"The next day? Someone might miss her when she sends a letter back..."
"Wenfeng's wife's face and figure, ah, that's why men are called scumbags..."
Aunt Song was also worried about this. She asked the village chief, and the divorce letter had no legal effect at all.
In other words, Fan Qingyi is still Wenfeng's wife.
If Wenfeng is not dead, the divorce letter is just a piece of waste paper.
Wenfeng...if she is really dead, when Fan Qingyi wants to get married again, she can use the divorce letter to exchange for a divorce certificate.
Aunt Song sighed and looked towards the town.
She really hoped that the child could set up the stall. She
had to support three children and send them to school.
With no land and several children, it was really hard to make ends meet. It was hard to think about it!
Fan Qingyi also felt it was difficult.
But no matter how difficult it was, she had to bite the bullet and do it!
Just because she was the last resort for the children.
Fan Qingyi didn't know the way, so she asked several people before she found the town textile factory.
She came early, and it was not yet time for lunch, so there were not many stalls open.
Jiang Yanhong and her husband Song Youwei had just come out of the stall. When they looked up and saw Fan Qingyi, they thought they had seen the wrong person. They stared at him for a few seconds before smiling and raising their hands to greet him.
"Sister-in-law, here!"
Fan Qingyi looked around and heard the shouting. She looked over and saw Jiang Yanhong and her husband. She smiled and walked over quickly.
Song Youwei smiled honestly, "Sister-in-law."
Fan Qingyi sighed, "Let me take a look."
Jiang Yanhong pulled her to her side and introduced them to her one by one in a low voice, "...They sell everything. Sister-in-law, don't worry about them. Just sell what you are good at. Several stalls have come in one after another in the past few days. The good places have been occupied. Sister-in-law, you should be mentally prepared..."
Fan Qingyi nodded.
Jiang Yanhong spoke quickly and crisply, and her hands were also very efficient.
"…The ones doing the best business are the dozen or so stalls at the factory gate. They were the first to start this business. I've bought food from every one of them. Needless to say, their food is really delicious. They have the right time, right place, and right people. They deserve to make money."
"Although our stall can't compare to theirs, we are already very satisfied."
As he spoke, his eyes were full of longing and yearning for life. "If we work hard for another two years, maybe we can buy a house in town, and then we can bring Cheng Ran and Mom over..."
Jiang Yanhong smiled brilliantly, and that kind of vigorous vitality made people like her very much.
Fan Qing nodded, "I'm sure you can do it."
"Sister-in-law can do it too."
Jiang Yanhong nodded heavily at her, and then she thought of something and asked Fan Qingyi, "Sister-in-law, it's still a little far from the town to our village. If you are sure to set up a stall, you still have to rent a house in the town. The place we rented is too far from here, so I won't introduce it to you. Our lease will expire in two months, and we plan to find a house nearby after it expires. Sister-in-law, why don't you wait until we finish setting up the stall and look around here together..."
"What time is it now?"
Fan Qingyi thought for a while and said, "You guys set up the stall first, and I'll take this time to go over and look for something suitable."
"Can you do it yourself?" Jiang Yanhong was a little worried.
Fan Qingyi smiled, "Yes, I can go from the village to the town by myself, right?"
Jiang Yanhong looked at her and smiled.
"Okay, then we'll meet here later and discuss what kind of stall my sister-in-law should set up."
Fan Qingyi agreed, nodded to Song Youwei, and got up to leave.
She didn't know the way, so she walked into the small path she saw. After a few turns, she somehow ended up in a dead end. When she was about to back out, she suddenly heard a familiar female voice coming from inside.
"Li Zexi, let me go! We're both done for a long time. If you dare to touch me, do you believe I'll sue you for being a hooligan?!"
Fan Qingyi was stunned. It was the fourth son's wife, Liu Feifei.