Chapter 148 New House
Upon hearing this, those who had gathered around to inquire immediately gasped in shock.
"No way! Ten thousand?"
"It's not ten thousand, it's ten thousand and one yuan!"
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! Who would give ten thousand yuan to get married?"
"Does Director Song have that much money?"
"Director Song doesn't have any, but he has some at home!"
"Wow, Zhang Chunxue has really fallen into a lucky hole this time!"
"If we had known that Director Song's family was so rich and generous, those women probably would have already been climbing into Director Song's bed!"
"Ha! They climbed over without even checking if Director Song wanted them! Director Song isn't this generous to everyone!"
"Hey, if someone had actually climbed into Director Song's bed before, and this got out, Director Song would have no choice but to marry him!"
Everyone immediately understood what it meant: it was an accusation that Director Song had used force against her!
However, perhaps because Song Xingzhi was so aloof and noble before, although many women liked him, none of them were capable of doing such a thing.
However, the dowry that Zhong Aiguo mentioned still made the people around him extremely envious.
Soon, these words spread throughout the entire brigade.
Zhong Jingui was sulking in Wangjia Village.
Today, many villagers went to the brigade headquarters to watch the excitement, and those who had some connection with Song Xingzhi and his group went to the wedding banquet.
Wang Anguo also went to watch the commotion, and then came back and mocked Zhong Jingui.
"Wow! Today's wedding of Director Song and Zhang Chunxue was quite a grand affair!"
"They've already held three rounds of wedding banquets! Each round has twelve tables!"
"Zhang Chunxue looks so beautiful today, she doesn't look like a grandmother at all!"
"After the two received their marriage certificate from the main group, Director Song was so excited that he immediately reached out and hugged Zhang Chunxue..."
Hearing this, Zhong Jingui was filled with rage, a mixture of jealousy and resentment, and couldn't help but scream, "Shut up!"
Wang Anguo stepped forward and slapped him across the face.
"What's wrong? Director Song is getting married, and you still can't forget him?"
"Did Director Song even glance at you? And yet you're making a scene here!"
Zhong Jingui staggered from the blow, then turned around and lay on the bed, sobbing.
She was just feeling down, but Wang Anguo, as her husband, deliberately said these things to hurt her feelings. How could she not be sad?
But she herself couldn't say whether she was more heartbroken by Song Xingzhi's marriage or by Wang Anguo's mockery.
In the afternoon, when the news spread throughout the brigade headquarters that Song Xingzhi had given Zhang Chunxue three turns and a radio, as well as 10,000 yuan, Zhong Jingui found it even harder to accept.
That's ten thousand yuan!
Ten thousand dollars in 1979!
Ten thousand!
Zhong Jingui's jealousy burned even more fiercely, and she wished she could rush up and grab Zhang Chunxue by the collar to ask, "What right do you have?"
But what right did she have? All she could do was cry out in her jealousy and harbor dark resentment.
After Zhang Chunxue and Song Xingzhi finished dealing with everything at the brigade headquarters, they finally had time to visit their new house.
She took her family and a few younger members of the Song family who were there to watch the spectacle, and went to town together.
Song Xingzhi had always been very secretive about this house in town, and it was Zhang Chunxue's first time visiting it.
Song Xingzhi held Zhang Chunxue's hand the whole way, feeling extremely satisfied and happy. Only when they arrived at their doorstep did he reluctantly let go of her hand, take out his keys, and open the door.
Upon entering, Zhang Chunxue saw a tidy courtyard, a lush jujube tree by the wall, and several clean houses. Now, each door and window was adorned with a large red "double happiness" character, instantly creating a festive atmosphere.
Song Xingzhi then grabbed Zhang Chunxue's hand, as if to boast: "Sister Chunxue, look, this is the main room..."
As he spoke, he pushed open the door to the main room.
The room has been cleaned and furnished with all kinds of furniture, including tables, chairs, benches, and chests of drawers.
The sewing machine was placed next to the chest of drawers, covered with a red cloth.
He then pulled Zhang Chunxue to the kitchen: "Sister Chunxue, this is the kitchen... This kitchen is really big. You can fit as much food as you want when you make braised dishes!"
Before Zhang Chunxue could see clearly, he pulled her to the main room on the other side of the hall.
“Sister Chunxue, this is our bedroom…” he said, his face turning slightly red. “Well, from now on, Sister Chunxue and I will sleep in this room.”
The new bed was covered in brand-new, bright red sheets and blankets, which made it look even more festive.
The television with a radio function was placed on the cabinet directly opposite the bed, so I could watch it while lying in bed.
Red "double happiness" characters were also pasted on the other furniture, two of which were crooked.
Seeing this, Zhang Chunxue felt a warm glow in her heart and couldn't help but say, "This 'double happiness' character..."
She pointed to the crooked and uneven thing: "You didn't cut it, did you?"
Song Xingzhi was a little embarrassed: "I cut these when I first started learning to cut... Actually, most of the 'double happiness' characters in this room were cut by myself..."
He looked intently at Zhang Chunxue: "I want... I want Sister Chunxue to see my feelings."
Zhang Chunxue felt as if she had drunk a hot drink in the dead of winter; it was incredibly warm.
She reached out and squeezed Song Xingzhi's hand that was holding hers: "Yes! I can feel Xingzhi's feelings..."
As soon as she finished speaking, a group of people who had been peeking in from the doorway immediately started to jeer.
"Oh dear~ Our uncle wants to show Auntie how much he cares~"
"Oh my, my second uncle is really going all out..."
Song Xingzhi's face darkened: "Get out! Get out!"
Seeing that his ears were getting hot, Zhang Chunxue couldn't help but chuckle: "Alright, how about we go look at other rooms?"
Song Xingzhi then composed himself: "Yes! Let's go check out the side rooms next door!"
He pulled Zhang Chunxue out of the master bedroom, glared at his several grinning nephews, and then went to the side room next door.
“There are two rooms on the left. The one inside is for Xiaoxiao, and the one outside, which is bigger, is for Mingli and Yuanyuan…” Song Xingzhi said, pushing open the door to one of the rooms.
The room was fully furnished, and the bed sheets and blankets were all new.
Although it's said to be smaller, that's only relative; it's still much bigger than the house Zhong Xiaoxiao lived in in Zhongjia Village.
Zhong Xiaoxiao's eyes widened: "Wow! Is this my room? Yay!"
Song Xingzhi then pushed open the door to the next room: "This room is bright and spacious. Since we have a child with us, we'll have more belongings, so it needs to be a bit larger..."
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