No matter how she looked at her own brother, he didn't seem like the type to study. If she had so much money, she would rather train Dazhuzi.
Mrs. Gui was afraid that people would ask her this, because she also played the drums frequently, and she thought her third son was not very good either. However, the head of the family was obsessed with him, and sometimes she even suspected that he was possessed by evil spirits.
"You don't think highly of him either?"
"I think he's not serious. He's not young anymore, but he still loves to play and make trouble. When has he ever sat down to study? He doesn't even help when the broom falls over at home.
The more he studies, the more well-behaved and polite he becomes. What do you think of him?"
Mrs. Gui understood, so she tried to persuade the head of the household twice, but he didn't listen. She also loved her youngest son, so she just let him do what he wanted.
"Mom, our family is different from Third Uncle's. They have money and spend it easily, and it's easy for them to make money. But the money you have is all hard-earned money. I'm afraid that in the end you will ruin yourself and it will all be for nothing. You should think about it carefully."
She understood the reason, and she was also angry at her younger son for not living up to his expectations.
"I understand. Well, I'll stop talking. I'm going to work in the fields first. Your uncle can take your little sister home, wash clothes, and cook dinner in the evening."
"Okay, go ahead."
Song Shi received the news three days before Dazhuzi was about to get married. She was speechless. In order to get Xiaoyu to get married, her second sister-in-law took the lead in the marriage, which was really hasty.
"What do you think your second aunt is thinking? She insists on getting married before you. Is that really necessary?"
"Dazhu is older than me, so it's normal for him to want to advance."
"Everyone in the family is older than you, not to mention Dazhuzi, even Erzhuzi is older than you, and there are three of your uncle's family members."
Speaking of which, there are almost continuous celebrations in their family this year. Because of the old man, all the celebrations that were delayed for three years have to be held this year.
"Mom, Second Aunt wants to avoid me. Our two families' weddings are too close in time, and everyone is competing with each other!"
Isn't that how it is in the countryside? Whoever does it well will be the next one to be in the control group. Second Aunt is very competitive, but she can't compete with them, so she can only avoid them.
The Song family was speechless. They were talking about the second son and his wife who were suffering from the consequences of trying to save face.
"It's already been held anyway, so what else can I say? I'll just attend the wedding on time."
Dazhuzi had a problem. He didn't want to take the ox cart to pick up the bride, nor did he want to spend money on a sedan chair. "Dad, why don't you go to Third Uncle's house? They have a lot of mule carts. Can you lend us one to pick up the bride? It would be nice and elegant, and it would save money."
"But your mother has already decided on the ox cart."
"What's the deal? If the time hasn't come yet, it won't affect the driver. Just let him continue to pick up passengers to the county town that day."
Zhao Zhaodi held the child in her arms without saying a word. She had also taken a bullock cart to her wedding. Why was the bullock cart no longer working?
Mrs. Gong felt that what her eldest son said was right, and there would be no problem in borrowing a car from the third son.
"Boss, go tell the third brother."
"Okay, I'll go right away."
If he can borrow it, Erzhuzi won't need to rent a car when he gets married. Every penny saved counts. He is under a lot of financial pressure this year.
Zhao Dashu had no objection and borrowed the car. "I'll have someone bring a mule cart over the day before the wedding. Is that okay?"
They had to bring a driver because no one in their family knew how to drive a mule cart.
"Thank you, Third Brother."
On the wedding day, Dazhuzi wore a rented wedding dress, with a huge, rough red bangs on his chest, and rode in a mule cart to pick up the bride.
Also accompanying him to welcome the bride were Zhao Da's two sons, Erzhuzi and Sanzhuzi, as well as the grandson of the patriarch's family.
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