Having bought what she wanted, Song Anxin was in a very good mood, and her steps were light as she walked back.
"Oh my, you bought so many things! Did you get the money?" As soon as they returned to the courtyard in Yong'an Lane, Old Mrs. Song hurriedly came out to greet them.
Lin Fengnian and Zhang Mei also came out and were surprised to see the large and small bags, especially the meat!
"No, the government office won't be able to pick it up for three days. We didn't have much food at home, so we bought some," Song Anxin replied with a smile.
Then he took out some white rice and meat and said, "Mother, please take this ten catties of white rice, and this half catty of meat and pork fat."
Grandma Song's eyes widened: "Why are you giving such precious things like white rice to an old woman like me? And this meat, I don't want it, give it to my four grandsons."
Grandma Song hurriedly pushed it away, refusing to take it no matter what.
Song Anxin couldn't persuade the old lady. He genuinely wanted to make up for what he owed his maternal grandparents to her.
Since the old lady insisted on not taking her, so be it. We can just buy her next time we have the money. In the end, we're all poor anyway.
It was getting late, so Lin Fengshou went to fetch the oxcart. The ox was in good spirits and looked like it had eaten and drunk its fill. It seemed that the woman had taken good care of the ox, and the one coin she spent was well worth it.
Everyone loaded their belongings, big and small, onto the oxcart and then got on. Old Mrs. Song also came out to see her daughter's family off.
“I won’t be going to Meizi’s wedding tomorrow, since it’s a bountiful year. You can keep this piece of cloth as a wedding gift for my eldest grandson and his wife. It’s a pity about this Meizi.” Old Mrs. Song had already learned the whole story from her eldest grandson at home.
Song Anxin also knew that transportation was inconvenient now, and it was not easy for the old lady to make a trip.
"Xin'er, go back and take your time. If anything happens, come to your mother. Although I'm old, I'm still useful..."
As Grandma Song continued talking, she looked at her daughter with lingering reluctance.
Song Anxin felt a warmth in her heart from the care she hadn't felt in a long time, and said, "Mom, don't worry, next time I come to visit you with my two other grandsons, you don't need to see me off, you can go back now."
Even so, Old Mrs. Song waited until the oxcart was out of sight before slowly walking back, and Song Anxin waved to her mother from the cart the whole time.
The oxcart arrived smoothly at the entrance of Linjia Village. At this time, the sun was setting, and the sky was filled with the glow of the sunset, turning the world orange-red, which was quite a beautiful sight.
However, Song Anxin had no interest in appreciating it, because she knew that her marriage to Zhang Mei would definitely cause a huge uproar in the village, and those gossipy women in the village would inevitably be targeted at her family.
She had told Lin Fengnian about this beforehand, but Lin Fengnian said he didn't care, so she cared even less. People can say whatever they want, she couldn't control that, she just needed to live her own life.
But Zhang Mei can't do that! Even if she could, it would be a charade. People can get sick if they keep it bottled up for too long. Don't be afraid to do something foolish.
Therefore, Song Anxin knew that she was about to fight a tough battle. She had to restore Zhang Mei's reputation and reverse the negative public opinion against Zhang Mei, so that people would not dare to gossip.
As the cart slowly entered Linjia Village, the oxcart itself attracted attention. Upon seeing the people on the cart, everyone immediately heard a woman's exclamation.
"Oh, isn't this Zhang Mei?! And Fengnian's mother too, what are you all doing together during a bountiful harvest?"
Zhang Mei was a well-known figure in Linjia Village. Everyone knew that she was divorced by her husband because she couldn't have children and he had married a woman he was having an affair with.
This is Aunt Zhao from the village; she's considered a kind and gentle person in the village.
She replied with a smile, "Yes, Aunt Zhao, because Zhang Mei is going to become Fengnian's wife!"
Aunt Zhao's shout immediately attracted many people from the village, who were at a leisure time after finishing a day's farm work.
A large crowd suddenly gathered, including Zhang Mei's former mother-in-law, Lin Gangzi's mother, and Aunt Tietou.
Song Anxin's statement was tantamount to directly announcing Zhang Mei's new identity to everyone, and she did so in a very natural and generous manner.
The crowd immediately erupted in uproar.
"What?! Did I hear that right?! Second Sister-in-law Lin actually wants Zhang Mei to be his wife?!"
"Is that Zhang Mei from Aunt Tie Tou's family? Didn't she say she couldn't have children?"
"Yes, has Lin Ersao gone mad? She's usually such a formidable person, yet she's letting Fengnian marry Zhang Mei!"
"Hahaha..." A mocking laugh rang out from the crowd. It was Aunt Tietou: "I told you, you'd been thinking of marrying Fengnian off to a really good family, but now you've married a discarded woman our family doesn't want. Hahaha..."
"What's the use of having so many sons? You married a barren hen. Oh dear, isn't this just a recipe for childlessness in a bountiful year?" Aunt Tie Tou's tone was full of mockery and contempt, and she even uttered the harsh words of childlessness.
Everyone gasped. They all knew that Lin's second sister-in-law and Aunt Tietou had never gotten along, especially since Aunt Tietou had just said such harsh words, and the idea of her having no descendants was no joke in the village.
Just when everyone thought that Sister-in-law Lin would scratch Aunt Tietou, Song Anxin simply stood on the oxcart and said coldly, "Aunt Tietou, what kind of nonsense are you spouting! You know my son has many children."
Since my son has fathered so many children, surely one of them will be able to have a wife who can bear him. When the time comes, Fengnian can simply adopt a child from among Fengshou's brothers to raise. They'll all still have a bloodline; how can there be any talk of the family line ending?"
Lin Fengshou immediately said, "That's right. My son also has the surname Lin. My son can take care of my elder brother and sister-in-law in their old age and see them off when they die."
Lin Fenghe and Feng Yao were already in the crowd. Lin Fengyao hurriedly said, "Me too. My future children can take care of my elder brother in his old age and see him off when he dies!"
Lin Fenghe nodded vigorously in agreement, while Lin Fengnian's eyes darted around as he looked at his younger brother.
Song Anxin was surprised that these children were so united. Well, Lin Fengnian was the eldest, and he had been helping to take care of his younger brothers since he was old enough to understand things. It could be said that he had raised these younger brothers single-handedly.
It's good to be united; when brothers are of one mind, they can break through anything!
When Aunt Tietou heard this, she was both envious and angry. "They're just bullying me because I didn't have that many sons, aren't they!"
Song Anxin's eyes sharpened, and she sneered, "It's true that Aunt Tietou's family only has Lin Gangzi as their only son, so of course they're afraid of having no descendants!"
One sentence hit Aunt Tie Tou right in the heart!
"You, you, you..." Aunt Tietou's face turned pale and then red, and she couldn't say a word for a long time.
Clearly, Song Anxin won a resounding victory in this battle.
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