Since her third uncle and aunt were such kind people, Fu Damei believed that her cousin, whom she hadn't seen for so long, couldn't be too bad either.
If everyone was poor before, she wouldn't have had that much confidence.
But now, according to what that girl said, Fu Hongxing works in a coal mine, and his wife stays at home taking care of the children every day, so he doesn't have to go to work to earn work points.
Fu Damei thought about it and realized that her cousin's wife was really too lucky!
Her parents-in-law passed away early, and her husband felt sorry for her.
For rural women, doing some housework is nothing.
Thinking about what that girl said, the fried dough twists and nougat that she gave to the children must have been made by her cousin's wife.
Her cousin works hard to earn money, but she never expected this woman to be so wasteful.
Although it wasn't her family's money that was being spent, Fu Damei thought that if she went to borrow money from Fu Hongxing, and that woman had squandered all that money, where would she get the money to lend her?
Thinking of this, Fu Damei couldn't help but feel sorry for her.
Liu Guocai was not as simple as Fu Damei thought; he was very clear about his relationship with his wife's family.
Even the legitimate relationship with the wife's family isn't very good, so how could a cousin from a different branch of the family possibly help this cousin with whom he has no dealings?
This isn't just a dollar or two; it's several tens of dollars.
Moreover, even if he manages to borrow the money this time and it helps Gen-eun find a wife, the thought of Gen-seok still not being married makes him incredibly depressed.
"You make it sound so easy. How long has it been since you went back to your parents' home? Even if they have spare money, they might not be willing to lend it to you."
Liu Guocai took the cigarette out of his mouth, twirled it in his hand, and then coldly poured cold water on Fu Damei.
Hearing her husband's words, Fu Damei opened her mouth, but couldn't refute them.
Finally, he murmured, "I have to try, what else can I do?"
Yeah, what should we do?
Liu Guocai sighed deeply after hearing his younger sister's words.
Even though the chances are slim, we still have to give it a try.
What if they agree?
No matter what, you have no chance if you don't try.
You've tried, but it's still a 50/50 chance; you either don't agree or you do.
When Fu Damei saw her husband nod in agreement, she perked up a bit.
With hope, life won't be so hard.
After Ning Jing saw off the people who were learning to make calligraphy brushes, Fu Hongxing breathed a sigh of relief.
He regretted his decision and agreed to let Tan Dingguo bring the villagers to his home to learn how to make calligraphy brushes.
They come early every morning and don't leave until dark.
This significantly reduced his personal time by several hours.
Just as he was about to act coquettishly with Ning Jing, someone knocked on the courtyard gate and walked in without waiting for a response from the people inside.
Fu Damei felt that since she was a relative, knocking on the door was enough to show her presence, and she didn't need anyone's permission.
Ning Jing and Fu Hongxing both thought that the students who came to study before had run in, and Fu Hongxing was still a little angry!
Why do you keep asking your wife questions even after you've finished learning them?
Those women's heads are probably full of water.
With the slightest movement, the water in my head sloshed around.
He even wants to monopolize his wife's time after get off work.
This is simply unacceptable!
The couple looked towards the courtyard gate, and Fu Hongxing muttered loudly, "Who is it? It's so late!"
Before the words of displeasure could even finish, Fu Damei had already entered the house.
"Cousin Hongxing, sister-in-law, it's me, I'm Da Mei!"
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