The girl Song Wenhua, the second daughter-in-law of the Zhan family, was in charge of was seventeen-year-old Wang Meng, who had gone to work in a factory after graduating from junior high school. She also had a younger brother who was fifteen this year.
I heard that Wang Meng mailed all her wages back home after a year of work, but her parents were still not satisfied and complained that she didn't earn enough. Recently, they are arranging a marriage for Wang Meng, hoping to earn more money for the bride price at once.
However, during this period, the bride price was not very high. Getting a bride price of 10,000 or 20,000 yuan for marrying off a daughter was considered a lot.
Wang Meng's home was twenty miles away from Zhanjiazhuang, but Song Wenhua arrived in half an hour by motorcycle. She went directly to Wang Meng's home.
At this time, Wang's father and mother were negotiating with the in-laws they had found for Wang Meng. They wanted a betrothal gift of 30,000 yuan, but the other party felt that their request was too high and only agreed to pay 10,000 yuan at most, which led to a very unpleasant situation.
When Song Wenhua entered the room, he happened to see Wang Meng's future in-laws walking out angrily. It seemed that they had not reached an agreement.
She greeted the Wang family members familiarly, "Hey, what's going on? Did you have a fight?"
Wang's father looked at Song Wenhua and saw that he was unfamiliar. He said unhappily, "Mind your own business!" Then he walked into the house with his hands behind his back.
Song Wenhua didn't care what the Wang family members said and followed them inside, saying, "Brother Wang, calm down. I want to talk to you about something."
Wang's father turned around and glanced at Song Wenhua, and asked, "Who are you? I don't know you!"
Song Wenhua smiled and said, "Brother Wang, you don't know me, but I know you. Do you have a daughter named Wang Meng who's getting married?"
The king's father nodded and said, "Yes, do you have something to do with my daughter?"
Song Wenhua replied: "I do have something to discuss with her, but I need to talk to you first and get your consent before I can do this."
The king's father and mother were very confused by what Song Wenhua said, and asked in unison, "What's going on?"
Song Wenhua said, "I've come all this way here, can I ask for a drink of water first? Let's go inside and talk slowly."
Seeing that Wang's father was still angry about the betrothal gift, the Queen Mother rushed to say, "Okay, come with me into the house!"
Afterwards, they arrived at the house. The Wang family still lived in a low adobe house, which was a bit dark inside.
Song Wenhua glanced around with some disdain and said, "Your house is old, right? It needs some serious renovation!"
This sentence touched the sore spot of Wang's father, who replied angrily: "If you have something to say, say it quickly. If you have something to say, fart quickly. Don't talk nonsense."
Song Wenhua didn't get angry at Wang's father's harsh words. He continued to smile and said, "Brother Wang, calm down. Blame me for being so careless with my words, but I came here today to do something good. If it works, you must thank me!"
"What's the matter? We don't even know you. How can good things happen to us?" asked the Queen Mother in confusion.
Song Wenhua replied, "I won't keep you in suspense. You're looking for a husband for your daughter now, right?"
The Queen Mother nodded and replied, "Yes, is the good news you mentioned related to this matter? Is there someone offering a high bride price to marry my daughter?"
Song Wenhua said: "Yes and no, you are half right!"
This confused Wang's father and mother, and they stared at Song Wenhua, asking her to continue.
"It's like this. I have a distant relative who is very rich and owns a garment factory. However, he has no son, and his wife is unable to have children. The couple decided to find someone to help them have a son. If the plan is successful, they will be given tens of thousands of yuan!" Song Wenhua said bluntly.
The king's father sat aside without saying a word. The king's mother asked, "Do you mean to let my daughter become someone else's concubine?"
Song Wenhua shook his head: "This is not actually a concubine, it's just that someone paid tens of thousands of yuan to buy a biological son, your daughter took the money and got away with it, and has nothing to do with the child anymore.
In the future, you can marry your daughter off and collect betrothal gifts. Wouldn't that make you tens of thousands more?"
The Queen Mother asked again, "What if the baby is a girl?"
Song Wenhua replied, "Nowadays, hospitals can check whether the baby is a boy or a girl. If it's a girl, they'll abort it, and only keep a boy and give birth to him.
They said that even if you get pregnant with a daughter and have an abortion, you'll still get 10,000 yuan in nutrition compensation. And during the pregnancy, you'll have good food and drink and a nanny to take care of you. This is a blessing for your daughter!"
Upon hearing this, the king's father and mother were already very moved. The queen's mother hurriedly said, "Then you sit in the room for a while. I'll go call the child over and ask her. Don't let her be unhappy and ruin other people's plans."
Song Wenhua thought about it, nodded and said, "We have to ask the child if she is willing. If she is not willing, we can quickly find another suitable girl."
Wang Mu quickly left the house and went to the vegetable garden behind it. Wang Meng had just quit her job and returned home a few days ago because her parents said they wanted to help her with her in-laws' affairs.
She explained the situation to Wang Meng in general, telling her that if she gave birth to a child for the wealthy boss, she would earn tens of thousands of yuan a year, which was equivalent to ten years of factory work. During that time, she wouldn't have to do any work and could be waited on like a young lady.
As soon as these words came out, Wang Meng's heart was moved. Although she was young, she knew a lot. Many girls in their village were married at the age of sixteen or seventeen, so she didn't feel embarrassed when talking about having children.
Isn't it just sex and getting pregnant? What's so difficult about that? When she was working at the factory, the girls talked a lot about finding a partner and getting married. Some even dreamed of marrying the big boss.
She had laughed at others for daydreaming, but hadn't she also had such dreams? Now there was a ready-made opportunity, how could she miss it?
But she was a girl after all, so she still had to be reserved. In front of the Queen Mother, Wang Meng suppressed her inner excitement and nodded silently, which was considered as her agreement.
The Queen Mother breathed a sigh of relief and was so happy at the thought of the tens of thousands of dollars she was about to get.
She took her daughter's hand to see Song Wenhua. At this time, Wang Meng's face was flushed, the skin of her little face was smooth and firm, her facial features were simple and delicate, and the girl's graceful figure was also needless to say.
When Song Wenhua saw Wang Meng, he nodded with a smile and said "OK" three times. He then said to Wang's parents, "Your daughter has not been raised in vain. Do you have any recent photos of your child? I'll show them to that relative. If they like her, I'll let the child go."
When the king’s father and mother heard this, they thought, isn’t this a sure thing?
"My dear sister, is there any certainty about this matter? If we don't decide on it now, it will delay us from finding a husband for our child!" said the Queen Mother.
Song Wenhua patiently explained, "If a big boss wants to have a son, he must first take a look at the woman's appearance and get to know her better. Just wait for my news!"
The Queen Mother continued to speak well of Song Wenhua: "Big sister, you have to say a few good words for my little Meng. She is still a grown-up girl, and whoever meets her is lucky!"
Song Wenhua agreed readily and said goodbye with Wang Meng's photo.
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