Upon seeing the peaches, the aunties who had been watching the spectacle scattered in a flurry.
The huge venue was suddenly empty.
Only Su Nianxue and Gu Yanliu remained standing in the same spot, without moving.
Peach looked at the two of them hopefully, "Yanbai's wife, can I...?"
The relationship between their family and the Gu family was quite awkward. She knew it was a bit presumptuous of her to speak up, but what could she do?
Su Nianxue glanced at her calmly and asked, "How much do you need?"
Peach was surprised for a moment, but soon a very obvious joy spread across her bluish-purple face.
"I need to borrow two hundred yuan."
Su Nianxue nodded, opened the handkerchief she was holding, counted out twenty ten-yuan bills, and handed them to her.
Peach clutched the money in her hand and said repeatedly, "Thank you, Yanbai's wife."
Don't worry, I'll pay you back as soon as possible.
Su Nianxue glanced towards the corner of the wall and nodded slightly, "Okay!"
Peach took the money and went inside.
Soon, she threw the borrowed money and the money in Aunt Yang's hand onto the table.
"Let's count!"
Grandpa Wang didn't expect them to gather everyone so quickly.
I was originally planning to make fun of her, but it seems I won't have the chance now.
He picked up the money on the table, counted it carefully, and then put it into his inner pocket.
Just then, someone outside the door offered them some advice.
"Gangzi, have someone from the Wang family write a receipt!"
Otherwise, if they go back on their word later, your money will be wasted.
Aunt Yang is very particular about money.
Upon hearing this, he hurriedly went inside and brought out a brand new cigarette pack.
I borrowed a pen from my neighbor and put it on the table as well.
The meaning is clear: have Grandpa Wang write a receipt.
Old Master Wang was somewhat displeased by her behavior.
But the money was already in hand, and I knew that this receipt was necessary.
Can……
"I can't read," he said, spreading his hands in a very straightforward manner.
The women outside the door nodded, saying it was normal that they couldn't read.
They couldn't help with the money earlier, so they have to put in some effort this time.
So one of the faster women immediately ran off from the line.
Soon, he returned with a young man.
The two went directly into the Yang family's courtyard, where the young man helped them write the receipt.
The Wang and Yang families each pressed their fingerprints on the receipt.
Let's just let this matter between the two families go.
With a wave of his hand, Old Master Wang prepared to leave with the Wang family.
Before leaving, he gave Wang Erya a complicated look.
"If you have time, go back and see your mother."
She...misses you a lot.
A hint of warmth finally appeared on Wang Erya's indifferent face. She nodded gently and hummed in agreement.
Seeing that the Wang family had all left, the aunties who had been watching the commotion also went home in twos and threes.
This marriage, which was arranged through a series of events, eventually fell apart after many years.
No, they didn't all disperse!
At least Wang Erya stayed.
Peach could no longer hold on, her legs buckled, and she sat down on the ground with a thud.
Aunt Yang quickly helped her up, saying, "Come on, let me help you lie down inside for a while."
That damned Wang Tiezhu deserves to die a horrible death.
That was too brutal. Look how badly you were beaten.
Still want to have a son?
"That heartless bastard, I curse him to have a son who's born without an anus."
She grumbled and cursed as she helped Taozi into the room to lie down.
Wang Erya stared blankly at the two figures as they walked away, unable to come to her senses for a long time.
Yang Gang slowly approached the mother and her two children, "Er Ya, I..."
Wang Erya turned around and looked at him quietly, waiting for him to continue.
This time, Yang Gang didn't lower his head, but met her gaze and said...
“I’ve been practicing basket weaving these days, and my skills are getting better and better.”
In the afternoon, I went up the mountain to cut bamboo.
"If I work hard, I'll be able to pay this back sooner or later."
As he spoke, he hid his hands behind his back so she wouldn't see the fresh, bloody cuts from the bamboo strips on his fingers.
These days, he has been secretly practicing basket weaving.
He had thought it through; even if his legs were crippled, he would still be a man.
If you're a man, you should support your wife and children.
We can't let her, a woman, finish her work in the fields and then have to set up a stall on the street in her spare time to earn tuition fees for the children.
His legs may be lame, but his heart should not be lame, nor can it be lame!
He's been so down for so many years, it's time for him to pull himself together.
He figured that as long as he worked hard, he wouldn't starve.
Wang Erya slowly nodded, "Okay!"
These stagnant days seem to be starting to look forward!
It turns out that when he raised his head, he was no less capable than the men in the village.
She didn't go back with the Wang family, partly because she couldn't bear to leave her two children.
Secondly, she didn't want to be manipulated by others anymore. She had exchanged herself for a wife for her brother, and she felt that was enough.
However, Yang Gang's behavior today was quite unexpected for her.
He was no longer as lifeless and indifferent as before.
They also know to protect her and the three of them.
He began to fulfill his responsibilities as a man.
This is probably the only benefit brought about by the arrival of the Wang family.
Yang Gang grinned, taking his youngest son from her arms.
He said gently, "Come inside, it's very hot outside!"
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