After Gong Zhengyao sat down, Su Jinyue went to get him a set of tableware.
"Xiaoyun's elder brother, Yifeng's father and I have already discussed it. On the sixth day of this New Year, our Yifeng will marry your Xiaoyun." Wang Meizhen said with a smile.
"Huh?" Gong Zhengyao dropped the piece of bacon he had just picked up in his mouth in shock. "Why is it so sudden?"
"Xiaoyun and Yifeng have been together for almost a year. They have such a good relationship, so getting married sooner would be a relief. Tomorrow Yifeng's father and I will go to your house to discuss it with your parents."
"But this is too sudden. We're not ready yet." Gong Zhengyao put down his chopsticks, his appetite instantly gone. Actually, his mother had already arranged another marriage for Xiaoyun, and now they were just waiting for the betrothal gifts. I heard the man who was going to marry Xiaoyun was a fool, the son of the village chief.
He didn't tell Xiaoyun about this, fearing she'd be upset if she found out. He'd wanted to tell Zhan Yifeng about this, but his mother wouldn't let him, saying that if he did, there would be no one to help with the family's land, and having Zhan Yifeng as free labor wouldn't be a waste. He felt truly sorry for Zhan Yifeng after keeping it a secret for so long.
"You don't have to prepare anything, we'll take care of everything," Wang Meizhen said. When she first heard Xiaoyun talk about the conditions her family had proposed, she was furious and wanted to call off the marriage.
But Yifeng was right. Marrying a good wife would not only bring him happiness, but also make her, as a mother-in-law, less annoyed. She knew Xiaoyun inside and out. Although Xiaoyun didn't buy her anything, whenever Xiaoyun came to her house, she would take care of all the household chores, so she didn't have to do anything herself. Most importantly, Xiaoyun was a really good child.
"Then I'll go back and tell my mother. Xiaoyun, have you finished your meal? It's getting late, let's go back." Gong Zhengyao looked at Gong Xiaoyun and said.
Gong Xiaoyun looked at Zhan Yifeng, and Zhan Yifeng said, "Brother, Xiaoyun will not go back these days. She will live in our house." He couldn't let Xiaoyun go back and be bullied again.
Gong Zhengyao hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and said, "Then I'll leave first." He would help Xiaoyun this time.
Seeing Gong Zhengyao going home alone, Old Mrs. Gong frowned unhappily, "Where is that girl? Why didn't she come back with you?" If that girl didn't come back, there would be no one to cook at home, no one to boil water, and there were so many clothes piled up and no one to wash them.
"Xiaoyun isn't coming back. She's been staying at the Zhan family these days," Gong Zhengyao said. He knew his mother would be angry, but Xiaoyun's life was truly too hard. Since the Zhan family was willing to marry her, he hoped Xiaoyun would be happy for the rest of her life. From childhood to adulthood, Xiaoyun had been doing all the housework, but his mother never said a word in her favor and even made her eat their leftovers. Even if Xiaoyun wasn't her biological daughter, her mother shouldn't have treated her this way.
When Old Mrs. Gong heard this, she jumped up and said, "Living in the Zhan family? How can that be? Go and bring her back for me." If that girl lives in the Zhan family, how can she get married after the news gets out?
Gong Zhengyao didn't move and continued, "The Zhan family said they will come over tomorrow to discuss Xiaoyun and Yifeng's marriage with you."
"Marriage? When did I agree to their marriage? Go and bring that girl back now and tell Zhan Yifeng not to come to our house again." Old Mrs. Gong said angrily. Anyway, the one in Li Village had already been decided. If it weren't for Zhan Yifeng's diligence, she would have rejected the marriage long ago.
"I'm not going." Gong Zhengyao walked to the side and sat down. He was determined today and would never bring Xiaoyun back.
"Are you going to rebel? Eldest wife, come here." Old Mrs. Gong shouted angrily towards the inner room.
"I'm here, mother. What do you want to talk to me about?" Yang Daya came out. She had heard them arguing in there a long time ago, but she was also angry. As long as she thought about such a good down jacket being snatched away by her sister-in-law, she would get angry. Xiaoyun was a member of her family, and her things should belong to her, the sister-in-law. Why did her sister-in-law snatch them away?
"You and A Yao go to the Zhan family and call Xiaoyun back," said Old Lady Gong. She would not marry Xiaoyun to the Zhan family. Apart from the eldest son who was serving in the army, the rest of the family was incompetent and would not benefit from it in the future.
"I'm not going. Don't you have a big girl? Just ask her to go and call her." Yang Daya snorted coldly.
"I've already agreed with your eldest sister that she'll wear the down jacket for two days and then return it to you," said Mrs. Gong with a stern face. She was so irritated by how indifferent everyone was.
"I don't believe it." Yang Daya said, turning and walking towards the room. The old woman only knew how to protect her daughter.
"Old lady, wait a moment." Old Mrs. Gong called Yang Daya and took out a handkerchief from her pocket. She opened it and took out twenty yuan from it and handed it to Yang Daya. "The New Year is coming soon. Use this money to buy some clothes."
"This money is not even enough to buy one sleeve of a down jacket." Yang Daya curled her lips.
Old Lady Gong's face turned even uglier as she took out another twenty yuan and said, "If you want it, take it. If not, I'll go myself." If it wasn't dark and her eyesight wasn't good, she would have gone herself to get the girl back. They were all debt collectors.
"Okay." Yang Daya took the money and put it in her pocket. Although it wasn't as valuable as a down jacket, it was better than nothing.
After dinner, everyone chatted for a while. Just as they were about to leave, they saw Gong Zhengyao and Yang Daya walk in.
Yang Daya looked at Gong Xiaoyun and said with a stern face: "Xiaoyun, go back with your sister-in-law."
"Okay." Gong Xiaoyun nodded fearfully. The person she feared most was her sister-in-law, who appeared docile on the surface but never held back when it came to beating her.
Zhan Yifeng reached out and held Gong Xiaoyun, then looked at Yang Daya, "Sister-in-law, Xiaoyun is not going back. She will live in my house from now on."
"Living in your house? Why? Are you married? Zhan Yifeng, living with Xiaoyun before getting married is hooliganism, and you will go to jail for being a hooligan." Yang Daya threatened.
"Are you threatening me? Would I be afraid? I'm telling you, I'm going to get the marriage certificate with Xiaoyun tomorrow." Zhan Yifeng sneered. He couldn't help but get angry when he thought of Xiaoyun being bullied by them.
"Oh! If you have the guts, go ahead and make a fuss. Don't forget that Xiaoyun's household registration booklet is still in my house. If you can't get the household registration booklet, I'll see how you make a fuss." Yang Daya said with a disdainful pout.
Zhan Yifeng suddenly felt like a deflated ball. Yeah, without the household registration booklet, he and Xiaoyun couldn't get married.
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