"For widower with children, we need to find out how his wife died. She must not have been beaten to death. The family must not be so poor that they can't afford to eat. They must be well off. As for children, it would be best if they had two or three."
"What you said makes sense. I'll leave it to you. I don't even know the matchmaker anyway." Zhao Dawen was thinking about how much severance pay the Qian family would give if they gave away their daughter.
If he was given another two hundred taels, he would be moved and think that his daughter would not be at a loss as she could earn several hundred taels of silver in such a short time.
"Wife, Xiaoyu. Old man Qian is dead."
"Ah, so sudden." Song put down her chopsticks. Xiao Lei was curious, who was old man Qian?
"What's the sudden? Didn't he say he was seriously ill?"
"Dad, they are holding a funeral now, right? Those people in the backyard haven't been released yet?"
"No, I heard that a group of women in the backyard cried in front of the coffin every day. It was Madam Qian's request that they cry three times a day, morning and night, before the coffin is buried."
Zhao Xiaoyu clicked her tongue. Meng Jiangnu didn’t cry like this when she cried at the Great Wall, right? What should I do if I can’t cry? Apply chili water?
Song was honest, "How can a young girl be sincere with an old man? How can anyone cry?"
"You have to cry even if you can't. There's nothing you can do. I guess Madam Qian wants the old man to pass away in a lively manner." Zhao Dashu was shocked when he heard this.
They said that he was only allowed to sleep for two hours a day, and the rest of the time except when eating, he would cry and howl all the time. Several people were also assigned to watch him, and anyone who didn't howl would be punished.
Isn’t it said that Madam Qian is well-educated and well-mannered? Why can you make such an exaggerated one?
Ru Xin is so miserable. She has probably shed all the tears she had in her life. She doesn't know if she will still be able to cry after her elder brother and sister-in-law pass away.
Xiao Lei didn't know what they were talking about. What did Mr. Qian's death have to do with them? Was he Uncle Zhao's business client?
"Ruxin is so pitiful. She has no one to rely on at such a young age."
Zhao Xiaoyu also felt that she was miserable. "It's quite miserable. She can only eat cabbage and tofu during the Chinese New Year, and she has to eat it for dozens of days. She cries every day. Needless to say, she must have lost a lot of weight."
"My daughter, if you hadn't told me, I would have almost forgotten. I heard that they still have to chant sutras for Mr. Qian for forty-nine days after he is buried."
"Pfft! Madam Qian really knows how to have fun. After torturing her, it's almost time to let the person out." My eldest cousin has been tortured like this for two months. I guess all her bad habits are gone. She will definitely be very well-behaved when she is released.
Xiao Lei understood, and Zhao Ruxin followed Mr. Qian. My heart was filled with shock. Xiaoyu's uncle actually sold someone, and that person was his own daughter.
"Xiao Lei, don't mention anything when you go out, okay?" Song warned.
"Aunt, I know it's light." She continued eating and he didn't hear anything.
"Don't mention anything. It's all spreading like wildfire outside, okay?"
"Did Ruxin's secret leak out?"
Everyone at the table looked at Zhao Dashu. They all knew nothing.
"Dad, no way? Who would be so talkative and tell others? Only a few of us know about it. Could it be my grandmother? She wouldn't be so quick to talk, right?"
If it's really her, she's done for. I will definitely abuse her. Not only grandpa, but also the families of my eldest uncle and second uncle hate her to death. It seems that my second uncle is looking for a wife for his son.
No, it’s so cold and no one is going out. Who can grandma tell? It's still leaking right under Grandpa's nose.
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