"There's plenty of food in the mountains. Why would a wolf come down to steal it?"
"It's been a bit turbulent lately. Didn't the He family go into the mountains a while ago..."
The person who was speaking was elbowed by the person next to him.
Nearly half a month ago, the youngest son of the He family who was serving in the army was almost bitten to death by a wolf at the entrance of the village. Everyone knew about it.
However, when talking about this, he couldn't help but bring up the marriage between him and the stepdaughter of the Jiang family that had been arranged since childhood. The man was still lying on the kang bleeding profusely, but the other party came to cancel the engagement in a hurry. Jin Shan was so disheartened that he agreed to cancel the engagement.
Although he is disabled, it is not good to delay the girl, but the timing is not very right.
It is said that after the old lady of the He family found out, she cursed in the yard for three days and three nights, and was almost about to carry a dung bucket to the door of the Jiang family and throw dung at it.
Wang Chunfang, the wife of the Jiang family, is not someone to be trifled with. Whenever she sees someone, she tells them that the He family is cruel and unlucky, and that they have ruined her daughter.
The in-laws became enemies, and the villagers happily watched the gossip for a long time, and were also worried about whether the betrothal money was returned.
Several nearby villages are poor, and their wallets are thriftier than their trouser pockets. Nearly 20 years ago, a betrothal gift of 180 yuan was considered extremely high, and it was very prestigious to talk about it.
Even now, when people propose marriage in the village, most of them just give a few dollars, a piece of pork, and two bottles of dried melon wine and then get married.
The boy who went into the mountains is still lying at the foot of the mountain and has never come out. How pitiful.
I'm 28 years old now. Given this situation, it will be even harder for me to get married in the future.
There is a meeting in the village tonight. The He family stands on the far left, and the Jiang family stands on the far right, diagonally opposite and far away.
When someone mentioned it in a loud voice, everyone's face turned unhappy.
Old Mrs. He snorted coldly while clutching the cotton handkerchief. Zhang Fengying quickly supported her mother-in-law and patiently helped the old lady to calm down.
Zhang Lijuan, the second daughter-in-law of the He family, was sitting on a low stool brought by her husband with a pregnant belly as big as a watermelon, sewing tiger shoes for the golden egg in her belly without caring about anything else.
Jiang Henian glanced back and forth a few times, scanning the unfamiliar He family members, then leaned against the tree, folded his arms, and half closed his eyes.
The meetings in this village are like a gathering to eat melon seeds and chat, with everyone talking at once, the leader saying one sentence and the audience saying ten, and it never ends.
She has been very tired recently. The loud noises of the aunts and uncles can be used as white noise to hypnotize her, and her eyelids are drooping.
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