Chapter 41 Guarding Da Shan's Father for a Lifetime
"Mother, be careful!"
Zhao Dashan rushed over in one stride, stepped into the rice paddy, and caught Cheng Wanwan.
Just as Zhao Fugui was about to help, he grabbed at nothing and instead had his ear twisted by a hand.
Aunt Fugui twisted her husband's ear, her eyebrows raised as she glared at Cheng Wanwan, and angrily cursed, "You vixen! You dare to seduce my man right in front of me! Da Shan's father has only been dead for a year, and you can't even keep him? How can you be so shameless..."
Cheng Wanwan stood up calmly and sneered, "Since Sister Fugui brought up Dashan's father, then I have to ask you a few questions. Is Zhao Fugui as handsome as Dashan's father? Is Zhao Fugui as capable as Dashan's father? Tell me, what aspect of Zhao Fugui is comparable to Dashan's father? Is he worth seducing?"
These words made Zhao Fugui's face turn ashen.
In his youth, he was considered a handsome man, but he was always overshadowed by Zhao Youjin. Now that Zhao Youjin has been dead for more than a year, there are still people comparing him to this dead man!
The villagers had just benefited from Cheng Wanwan's kindness, so naturally they spoke up for her in every way.
"Dad Dashan was really handsome. After he married Dashan's wife, countless girls in the village were heartbroken."
"Youjin is an honest young man. When he was in the village, he often helped some elderly people living alone with their work. No one in our village can compare to Youjin."
"Such a good person, how could he just die like that..."
Cheng Wanwan pursed her lips.
In the original owner's memories, there were many scenes of arguing with Zhao Youjin. Most of them were when Zhao Youjin went out to do chores for other people's families, and the original owner was unhappy, so the two of them started arguing. Zhao Youjin was an honest and simple man who did not expect anything in return, while the original owner was a selfish and self-serving woman. Fortunately, Zhao Youjin joined the army and rarely came back for several years. Otherwise, the two of them probably would not have been able to live together for a long time.
She looked at the onlookers with a cold gaze, and said each word clearly and firmly: "Dad Dashan was very good to me. Although he has passed away, he lives on in my heart in another way. I can't forget Dashan, so I will not remarry. I'm leaving my words here today. I will stay with Dashan for the rest of my life!"
In her previous life, being single at the advanced age of thirty-three would draw strange looks or gossip about her behind her back, saying she was an old woman no one wanted.
But now that her son is all grown up, she can stay single whenever she wants, and even have a perfectly legitimate reason for it. This is probably the biggest advantage she has after transmigrating into the body of a married woman.
Grandma Zhao looked on in disbelief.
These days, it's rare for widows to remarry, but it's not unheard of. In the village, there were women in their twenties or thirties who remarried after their husbands died. They gave birth to a son the following year and lived a pretty good life.
She thought that as long as the eldest son's wife could stay with him for three years, and then remarry after three years, the Zhao family could add some dowry.
Who would have thought that the eldest son's wife would openly declare that she would remain a widow for life!
Could such words really come from the eldest son's wife?
"Grandma, you're still young, you can't be so foolish!"
“Once your four sons get married and have their own families, you’ll be an outsider. Your own husbands will know your needs.”
"But then again, no man in the village can compare to Youjin, so it's normal for Aunt Dashan to have this idea..."
"If not in Dahe Village, then let's look in town; there's bound to be something suitable..."
Cheng Wanwan's lips twitched slightly.
Having a bad reputation has its advantages; at least people won't rush to play matchmaker for you.
She said firmly, "I appreciate everyone's kindness, but I have never thought about remarrying, and I never will."
Zhao Dashan waved his fist: "If anyone dares to act as a matchmaker for my mother again, the four of us brothers will come knocking on their door."
Zhao Ergou blocked Cheng Wanwan's way: "My mother will never remarry. Remember that, and don't break her taboo in the future!"
"That's a nice thing to say..." Aunt Fugui said with disdain, "Everyone knows that you and Zhao Youjin quarreled every day. You were never considerate when he was alive, and why are you pretending to be affectionate now that he's dead? I don't care whether you remarry or not. If you dare to hook up with my man again, I'll tear your face off..."
"You shameless woman, how can you have a human face but do such inhuman things?" Old Mrs. Zhao stepped out from the crowd. "When Zhao Fugui was a teenager, he liked to harass the girls in the village. We Zhao family members don't even look down on such a shameless scoundrel! Instead of wasting your time causing trouble for Aunt Dashan, you should keep a close eye on your own husband and not let him out to disgust people!"
The onlookers began to recount all the outrageous things Zhao Fugui had done in the past.
Zhao Fugui's face was ashen, darker than the water in a ditch, and he turned and squeezed out of the crowd.
Aunt Fugui quickly followed, cursing loudly: "You heartless bastard! With so many people watching, you went to talk to that widow! You humiliated me in front of the whole village! What do you take me for? I've been your family's slave, and you..."
"Shut up!" Zhao Fugui's face was terrifying. "You've completely disgraced me, you stinking woman! Get out of my way!"
He pushed Aunt Fugui away and walked away.
Aunt Fugui stood on the edge of the field, cursing and swearing for almost half an hour before she finally felt a little better.
Zhao Fugui left the ridge and went straight into a dilapidated thatched hut. A woman's arm pulled him inside, and soon heavy breathing could be heard from inside...
The crowd on the ridge gradually dispersed.
The men, who had worked for more than two days, went back to rest, while the women carried water to irrigate the area in front of and behind the house, preparing to plant something in the vegetable garden.
Cheng Wanwan walked towards Old Mrs. Zhao and said with a smile, "Mom, I'd like to ask you for a favor."
Old Mrs. Zhao's vigilance immediately rose to her throat. Here it comes, the eldest daughter-in-law is finally going to get down to business.
Considering that the eldest son's wife has been relatively well-behaved lately, and for the sake of their deceased eldest son, if she suggests moving back to the old house, then she'll reluctantly agree...
Cheng Wanwan had no idea that the old lady was thinking so much. She carefully said, "Mom, I'm planning to start a small business..."
Old Mrs. Zhao's eyes suddenly widened.
To do business, you need capital.
The eldest son's wife probably wants to borrow money!
Last year there was a locust plague, and this year there is a drought. All the money in the family has been exchanged for grain. In order to deal with headaches, fevers and other illnesses, only five hundred coins are left.
These five hundred coins are the money for the whole family's medical treatment and life-saving, and they must not be borrowed.
However, upon meeting Cheng Wanwan's clear eyes, Old Mrs. Zhao sighed in resignation. "Fine, I'll lend you a hundred coins. Otherwise, this woman's nagging will never end..."
"Mother, my business is related to food. This is the first time I've made this, and I don't know if it will suit my taste. I would like to ask you to try it."
Grandma Zhao said in disbelief, "You said you'd help, but all you want me to do is let you try the taste??"
"It's not just for Mom to taste it; I also want Uncle Dashan, Uncle Dashan, Aunt Dashan, and Aunt Dashan to try it. Feel free to give me any feedback," Cheng Wanwan said with a smile. "It will be delivered in about two hours."
After she said that, she turned around and went home. She had to finish the thing before it got dark.
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