Song Wenxue opened her eyes wide and hesitated.
Seeing her daughter remained silent, Zhang Ling smiled and said, "Look, you hesitated yourself, didn't you? So Xue, you see, since ancient times, no one has asked daughters to provide for their parents in their old age. In the eyes of everyone, it is natural for sons to provide for their parents in their old age."
"I've done my best as a mother by insisting on sending you to high school. Look around and see how many girls there are who don't have an education. There are very few families that can afford to send their children to high school. There aren't many rural girls who can finish elementary school."
Uncle Song was silent at first, but then he spoke up, "Yes, Xiaoxue, don't blame me and your mom. We are both incapable of buying you a job. Don't worry, your mom and I won't keep your betrothal money. You can take it with you when you get married."
"You can get married even if you don't have a job, but your second brother can't. He doesn't have a job, so he can only work on the land. I don't want my children to not be able to get commercial grain in the city."
"If I had extra money, I would buy you a job, but I really don't have it. You, your mother, and your sister-in-law all don't have jobs, so we are the ones who support you."
"If I buy you a job, your second brother won't be able to come back to the city. I guess that's selfish of me as a father."
"I plan to separate after you both get married. I feel too exhausted to support this family, but it seems that not everyone can understand me."
"Your eldest brother thinks that we didn't buy a job for his wife, and that he is too tired to support the family alone. The second and third sons lost their jobs and went to the countryside, and they think we are partial to only giving a job to the fourth son. You, too, blame us for not buying them jobs."
"But have you forgotten that in addition to buying a job, you can also take an exam to get it? You all expect us to buy you a job. Does this money just fall from the sky?"
Finally, I told you: "If you don't pass the college entrance examination this year, you should get married."
Song Wenxue had tears in her eyes: "Dad, are you going to drive me out of this house too?"
Uncle Song lowered his head and said, "What else can I do? Your second brother will be coming home next year. He will be 22 years old next year. If he doesn't find a wife, people might think there's something wrong with him. I also want my children to be around."
"Even if you get married, you will still stay in the capital, right? But your second brother went to the south, which is very far away. It takes three days and three nights to take the train. He can only come back to the city for work. We will definitely separate the family in the future. Why are you still staying at home? Don't you think your sisters-in-law won't roll their eyes at you?"
"Since you don't work or go to school, you should just find a man to marry. There is no other way."
If he had extra money, he wouldn't be so miserable.
Man, life is so tiring.
Finally, he said earnestly: "You can also blame us as parents for being too cold-blooded. This is really how society works. We as parents rely on our sons for our old age, so it is natural that we leave the family resources to our sons and daughters. As long as they can go to school, they won't have to worry about not having a job, right?"
"If you can't even pass the job recruitment exam, it means you didn't study well. Then you can get married and rely on your husband for support. Your parents can't support you forever."
"Okay, Zhang Ling, I'm going to the third room now. Do you want to come? I warn you, don't cause trouble for me on my happy day."
"Maybe there will be a need to ask the Jiang family for help in the future. The eldest son of the Jiang family is the county magistrate, the second son is the battalion commander, and the third son is a famous diplomat. Don't offend them, do you understand?"
Zhang Ling's earlier depression was gone, and she felt much better. She agreed, "Okay, I understand. I won't offend the Jiang family. I don't want to go back to my parents' home."
"Don't I know how to judge people by their appearance?"
"The third family is really lucky. It just so happened that Song Wanyue went to the countryside and met a peasant who turned out to be the real young master of the commander's family. Oh, and where is the fake one?"
"Of course the fakes will be kicked out of the Jiang family. Go back to where they came from!"
"The Jiang family holds a grudge and even called the police to have the human trafficker couple who swapped the child sent to jail."
“It’s very satisfying.”
Uncle Song and his wife had gone out and had no time to pay attention to Song Wenxue.
The girl was left alone in the room, crying sadly.
When Song Wenxue thought that today was Song Wanyue's big day, she felt so angry that her teeth were itching.
This cousin has been outstanding in appearance since she was a child. She has always been the best among her peers in this area and is known as the "other people's family child".
She must have good looks and good family background.
Her parents are both working and she is an only child, so why does she get all the benefits?
Now that she's been admitted to university and has a husband with a prominent family background, how can she not hate him?
"Song Wanyue, it's all your fault. Why don't you just marry a peasant and dig for food in the fields for the rest of your life?"
The third branch of the Song family.
Mother Song has been smiling all day.
Father Song looked at the half-grown deer on the ground and grinned, "Brother Jiang, you are too polite. You are engaged, but you brought so much meat. I am so sorry. Thank you for your hard work. Did Xiaoze kill this deer?"
He had eaten a lot of meat sent by Jiang Ze recently, and even he felt embarrassed.
Father Jiang smiled cheerfully: "Yes, that's nothing. Xiaoze will be your son-in-law in the future, and he will take care of you in your old age. It's only natural for you to respect your father-in-law. All of our family members came to join in the fun today, so I just brought some extra things."
Since he would eat anywhere, he didn't take it to heart.
Mother Jiang held Song Wanyue's hand and smiled lovingly, "Sister Xiaoyu, Wanyue and Xiaoze will get married in the future. You have to take care of them because they have worked hard. We all know that Xiaoze and his family should move back home after they get married."
"Stay in the compound for a few days first and keep us company. Living here will make it closer for Wanyue to go to school and Xiaoze to work."
The more Mother Song looked at Jiang Ze, the more satisfied she became. She said cheerfully, "Okay, no problem, Sister Rong, make sure they live comfortably at home. I only have one child, Wanyue, how can I treat her badly?"
"It must be hard for Xiaoze to live in the compound. He has to ride a bike for an hour to get to work. It's too cold in winter. He must be freezing."
Poor kid, he didn’t even mention finding a job close to home.
Jiang Ze said calmly: "It's okay, it's just a little exercise, not tiring."
Jiang's mother continued, "Yes, Xiaoze is still very young, so he still has some strength. This is also a good exercise for him. Not to mention, his father wants him to join the army, but Xiaoze doesn't like it. He doesn't want to be restricted."
"We also felt sorry for the child, so we just let him go."
She knew that the child must have suffered in the countryside and had not been cared for by his adoptive parents since he was a child. They certainly did not spend much time taking care of him. She was thankful that she could give him food to eat and did not drown him in the river.
Therefore, it is understandable that children yearn for freedom.
As soon as Zhang Ling entered the courtyard of the third room, she saw the betrothal gifts and a pile of other things, and she felt extremely jealous.
The betrothal gift is one hundred and one yuan plus the watch. The watch requires tickets, thirty or forty-one per ticket, which is worth almost three hundred yuan. It's a big deal.
Seeing this made her feel sad.
Zhang Ling walked forward with a flattering smile and took Jiang's mother's hand: "Hey, this is Wanyue's mother-in-law, right? My name is Zhang Ling, and I'm Wanyue's aunt. I've heard that Wanyue's in-laws are very good, and today I finally get to meet them."
"I still have two unmarried daughters in my family. If you have a suitable relative, please introduce her to me."
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