Zhao Xiaoyu didn't want her joy to turn into sorrow, or for her mother to go crazy from being too happy.
"Xiaoyu, the reward your father has been waiting for has finally arrived?"
"Yes, Mother, Father has become an official, so you will be an official's wife from now on."
Xiao Lei went to study, and Qian Youfu recently opened two shops in the prefectural city. He was still busy at the shops at the moment. They were the only ones at home right now, and they would have to wait until evening when everyone else returned to celebrate.
Song's eyes reddened, "Good, good, your father's wish has finally come true, that's wonderful!"
As for what official position she was in, she really didn't understand.
"From now on, no one in our family should be able to bully us."
“Our family is no longer someone that can be bullied by others.”
A seventh-rank official, a nobody. Zhao Xiaoyu's mouth was full of bitterness. In the county town, he might be able to put on airs, but in the prefectural city, he was nothing. In the capital, it goes without saying that anyone walking on the street was probably more than a seventh-rank official.
It's better than nothing, I suppose.
All the servants were rewarded with two hundred coins, and the steward and his personal attendants were each rewarded with two taels of silver. No one was left out of either farm.
Most importantly, we treated them to a big meal that night, and everyone was overjoyed.
Grandpa Qian kept saying it was such a pity; such a joyous occasion shouldn't be told to the ancestors first.
Zhao Dashu said he would go back to pay respects to his ancestors another time if he had the chance, but he wouldn't go back now. They've already started hibernating; why would he go home in this cold weather?
It's one thing for me to suffer, but to make my wife, children, and grandchildren suffer with me too? No way, absolutely not.
Old Man Qian saw that he was determined not to return to the village, so he stopped talking, afraid that saying too much would annoy people. It was better that he didn't go back; the back-and-forth travel was too much for him to bear.
When Xiao Lei and Qian Youfu returned home, they were also surprised to learn that Zhao Dashu had become an official.
"Uncle Zhao, I never expected that you would be the first person in our family to become an official. You are really amazing."
Zhao Dashu raised his eyebrows smugly. He also felt that he was very capable. It turned out that becoming an official was so easy. His daughter said she would get him an official position, and he really did get one.
"My thigh isn't my son-in-law, it's my daughter," Zhao Dashu said, his eyes filled with loving tenderness as he looked at Zhao Xiaoyu.
Zhao Xiaoyu couldn't help but rub her arms. Could her father please stop looking at her like that? She couldn't take it.
The family sat together in the evening, the table was full of good food, and two pots of wine were warmed up. Even Xiao Lei planned to have a few more drinks with his father-in-law that night, to indulge himself tonight, and he could always take half a day off tomorrow.
"Come, come, Big Tree, let's all toast you! From today onwards, you are Lord Zhao!"
"Okay, okay, let's do it!"
Zhao Dashu picked up his wine glass, overjoyed.
Looking at him, Zhao Xiaoyu inexplicably thought of Sun Wukong, who was appointed as the Keeper of the Heavenly Horses. Was he just as excited back then?
"Grandpa, let's drink!"
"Hey, my good grandson, you must drink the toast you make for your grandpa!"
After two drinks, Song put a chicken leg on his plate. Zhao Dashu was flattered. At home, when they slaughtered chickens, the legs always went to his grandfather and daughter. How long had it been since he had eaten a chicken leg?
"Oh, my dear wife, you're so wonderful!"
Song blushed and glared at him. Couldn't he watch his mouth when there were so many people around?
"Sir, someone's looking for you outside? They say it's your sister-in-law!"
The people at the table froze. Sister-in-law? Zhao Dawen's wife? She's come to the prefectural city?
“My sister-in-law lives in the village.” Zhao Dashu didn’t even think twice. Where did this swindler come from, pretending to be his family? Why didn’t he ask where Zhao Dashu’s hometown was before he came? Who were his family members?
Hahaha! You think you can fool him in the capital? What an idiot.
The housekeeper bent down and said, "Take the luggage and tell them you're the eldest sister-in-law from your village."
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