"Mo'er, where did you go so early in the morning? Why did you come back just now?"
"Mom, my son went to town to buy some cakes."
Yu's mother smiled and didn't ask any more questions. She thought her son must have known that his daughter-in-law was pregnant and felt sorry for her, so he went to buy some delicious food.
Meng Fuge slept until noon and woke up. She saw Yu Feimo sitting beside the bed, looking at her tenderly.
"Madam, you are awake. Are you hungry? I bought your favorite red date cake. Hurry up and choose a piece of cake. You can eat later."
Why is he in such a good mood? He looked so sad yesterday.
By the way, he was in town. Could it be that he heard about the cause of Princess Zhaoping’s death? Of course he did.
The family's life returned to normal, and Meng Fuge became the most idle person in the family because she was pregnant.
Her mother-in-law cooked delicious food for her every day. Yu Feimo also found a job in the town as an accountant in a restaurant, with a monthly salary of two taels.
When Meng Fuge was free, he would go to the old locust tree in the village to listen to people's fortune-telling and inquire whether there were any families with good character and simple living conditions in the village.
A group of people sat on the road under the locust tree, pointing and talking at passers-by.
"Look, Dahai is going to pick wild vegetables again. With someone like him, there's no way he'll ever find a wife."
"Don't say that. Dahai is a good place, but a little poor. This child's parents died young, so he suffered a lot."
Looking at the young man named Dahai, Meng Fuge became more and more satisfied as he listened, and felt that he was quite suitable for his second sister.
That night, he asked Yu Feimo a few more questions.
"Husband, are you familiar with Wang Dahai? What kind of person do you think he is?"
"Why did you suddenly mention him?"
"I just think he's a good man, suitable to be a husband. If I marry him, I won't have to worry about conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. Besides, he's young and hardworking, so my life will definitely get better and better."
Yu Feimo immediately looked at her aggrievedly.
"Are you and your spouse disgusted with me? I won't let you go, not even if I die..."
Oops, I didn’t make myself clear, so there was a misunderstanding.
"What are you thinking? I'm not leaving you. I'm helping my second sister find a husband."
Yu Feimo immediately smiled.
"Ah? Is that so? I misunderstood."
"Dahai is a pretty good person. We often played together when we were little. Aside from our family being a little poor, everything else was pretty good..."
Yu Feimo listed all of Wang Dahai's strengths and weaknesses.
This king, Dahai, was carrying a hoe to work in the fields as usual. On the way, he met Yu Feimo who was coming back with firewood on his back.
"Fei Mo, didn't you go to town to work as a soil worker? Why are you still going up the mountain to chop firewood?"
"I'm taking a day off today. I'm running low on firewood, so I'm here to chop some."
"Dahai, don't leave in a hurry. I want to tell you something."
Wang Dahai looked confused.
"What's the matter? Tell me quickly."
Speaking of marriage, Yu Feimo was still a little embarrassed.
He cleared his throat and spoke in one breath.
"Well, you said you're not young anymore, isn't it time to get married?"
Wang Dahai touched his head awkwardly.
"Fei Mo, you're even teasing me. You know, given my family's situation, which girl would be willing to marry me?"
"My wife has an older sister on her family's side. If you're willing, I can help you mediate."
"Really, if you really persuade me to marry you, I will definitely prepare a generous gift for you when the time comes."
I was very lucky today. When I returned to Mengjia Village, I met my second sister at her home.
"Third sister, why are you back?"
"I haven't seen you for a long time, so I wanted to come back to see you. Oh, and where are my parents and grandparents?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Old Lady Meng opened the door and came out.
"Zhao Di, why are you back? Are you here to borrow some food? Grandma, let me tell you, we don't have any extra food to lend you."
Oh, my grandma, you are overthinking it. Your family is so stingy, how could I possibly borrow food from you?
Meng Fuge walked up to her with a smile and took her hand.
"How could this be possible? Don't I know the situation at home? How could I possibly come back and borrow food from you?"
After telling her about her return, Mrs. Meng immediately inquired about the man's family situation.
My sister-in-law Meng Baozhu had come into the house at some point and was listening with her ears stretched out.
When he heard that Wang Dahai's family not only had no parents but was also extremely poor, he immediately lost interest.
He curled his lips and thought that only a dead girl like Pan Di was worthy of such a poor guy.
Old Mrs. Meng doesn't care whether the other party is poor or not. What she cares about is whether the other party can afford the bride price.
Meng Fuge certainly knew her character.
"Although the man's family is a bit poor, they said that as long as it can be used as a betrothal gift, they will sell everything they have to come up with two taels of silver."
Without waiting to discuss with other family members, Old Mrs. Meng clapped her hands and agreed, and asked Meng Fuge to go back and inform Wang Dahai to come and marry her granddaughter.
"Second sister, do you want to come with me to Wangjia Village to take a look? If you don't like it, we won't marry."
Meng Furong smiled bitterly. It was good enough that she could get married. Who cares whether she is willing or not?
"No need, Second Sister is willing. Second Sister is also worried that he will look down on her. You should go back soon. We sisters will be able to see each other again in a few days."
Wang Dahai's family was poor, so the wedding was extremely simple. There were only a few tables of banquets. Although there were not many delicious dishes on the table, everyone did not mind and enjoyed the meal very much.
Like Meng Fuge before, Meng Furong married into the family wearing clothes full of patches.
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