If Xu Yan knew what Xie Zhu was thinking, he would probably have to explain it to her.
No, she didn't want to.
Being in charge is so tiring. In her previous life, she was in charge of the household for so many years. Now that she has unexpectedly transmigrated, she doesn't want to be in charge anymore. She just wants to lie down and relax.
However, Xie Zhuo didn't care.
Let her be in charge if she wants; as long as he can eat his fill, he's fine. He never used to be picky about whether he ate porridge or steamed buns.
As for the two nephews...
In his past life, he and Xu Yan had no connection whatsoever. She had taken care of his two little brats for a month, and she seemed to be a kind and good-hearted person. She probably wouldn't mistreat them in this life either.
Liu Mancang made all sorts of wild guesses about why Xu Yan wanted to marry Xie Zhuo.
Xie Zhuo knew exactly what was going on, but he couldn't say it.
Yang Shulan was taken aback. She scrutinized Xie Zhuo for a while and suddenly realized that the three boys were indeed quite good-looking.
I used to only notice his height, and never really looked at his face closely.
Hey, so maybe this young educated youth, Xu, really did fall for his face?
Xie Zhuo didn't know what she was thinking. Seeing Yang Shulan staring at him without saying a word for a long time, he called her "Auntie" again and continued, "Although the village has always given a bride price of fifty yuan, she, Xu Yan, is a city girl after all. I thought about it and decided to give her the same amount as the city girl."
"According to the city?" Yang Shulan was surprised again.
If we follow the city's standards, then we'd need to prepare three turns and one sound (referring to a radio, a watch, a bicycle, and a radio), plus a bride price of two hundred yuan.
She glanced at Xie Zhuo's tattered clothes.
"Mancang," Yang Shulan called out to Liu Mancang without thinking.
When Liu Mancang heard his third brother mention the bride price, he remembered what he had overheard by the wall of the educated youth settlement, and he felt a toothache.
This young educated youth, Xu, is asking for far too much in betrothal gifts.
Such a wife is something most families couldn't afford; only his third brother dared to agree, and it seems he really intends to do as Little Xu, the educated youth, suggested.
If he ever gets married, he absolutely has to marry someone from the village…
Before he could finish thinking about it, his mother slapped him on the arm again.
“What are you daydreaming about?” Yang Shulan frowned. “Go to the main room and get the key I left on the kang table.”
After saying that, while Liu Mancang went to get the keys, he said to Xie Zhuo, "The whole village has heard about what happened yesterday. I also heard at home that this young Xu, the educated youth, comes from a well-off family."
"She's willing to marry you and doesn't mind having Da Bao and Xiao Bao, so she's probably a kind-hearted person. We really shouldn't mistreat her."
“But your aunt knows about your family situation. Mancang is still young, so there’s no rush for him to get married. That’s why your aunt is giving you the money she’s saved for him.”
Upon hearing this, Xie Zhuo quickly shook his head, "No need, Auntie."
“Why not? If it weren’t for you, Mancang might have been gone long ago,” Yang Shulan said. “Now that you’re getting married, this is a big deal. There’s no one in charge of your family. How can your aunt and uncle just stand by and watch?”
Xie Zhuo was still declining when Liu Mancang came running over with the keys.
Then Zhang Shuzhen took the key and opened the door to another room. When she came out, she had a thick stack of ten-yuan notes, as well as some cloth coupons and grain coupons that she had saved up but had no use for.
Xie Zhuo was about to decline when he heard Yang Shulan say something.
“When your mother was still alive, she sent us a lot of things. She used to often talk to me about how she wondered what kind of person you would be after you got married…”
“Mom,” Liu Mancang glanced at Xie Zhuo’s expression and tugged at Yang Shulan.
“Oh dear, on such a joyous occasion, look at me,” Yang Shulan quickly stopped talking and stuffed the money and notes in her hand into Xie Zhuo’s hand. “Auntie can’t do anything for your mother except these, so you can take them.”
Xie Zhuo initially wanted to refuse, but after hearing her last words, he accepted it and planned to return it later.
night.
After dinner, Yang Shulan and Xie Zhu walked together toward the educated youth settlement.
In summer, it gets dark late, and there's not much to do in the countryside at night. After dinner, most families gather in front of their own or someone else's house to chat. After the children have eaten their fill, they can't stay indoors and run around playing on the main road.
So when Yang Shulan and Xie Zhuo walked towards the educated youth settlement, people on the road craned their necks to stare at them.
An old woman, who was particularly fond of stirring up trouble, let out a long, drawn-out "Oh!" and said, "What's his aunt doing? She's not really going to the educated youth settlement to find Little Xu, is she? She probably just said it casually, and you guys actually took it seriously?"
Yang Shulan glared at her but ignored her.
"Sister-in-law Shulan, are you really going to the educated youth settlement?" another person asked.
Before Yang Shulan could say anything, the old woman started again.
"Could it be that he just went to the educated youth settlement, took a quick look around, and came back to tell us that Little Xu, the educated youth, has agreed to the engagement?"
"Some people are just destined to be bachelors, yet they always dream of marrying a swan, like a toad lusting after a toad. City girls aren't so easy to marry..."
"Yang Shulan!"
Before the old woman could finish speaking, Yang Shulan walked over and kicked over the "stool" made of clods of earth, causing her to fall flat on her backside.
"I'll kill you, you son of a bitch!" The old woman stood up and was about to pounce on Yang Shulan, but before she could even touch Yang Shulan, she was pointed at in the face with a stick that she had picked up at some point.
“Come on, say it again and see,” Yang Shulan glared at her, “I’ll beat your filthy mouth to a pulp!”
"Alright," an older woman stood up and pulled the old woman aside, "Why do you have to be so sarcastic about other people's business?"
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