Chapter 394 I won't live long
In the end, Lin Wanxia agreed to hold the wedding ceremony.
Father Jiang kicked everyone out, leaving Lin Wanxia alone.
"Girl, you won't eat a bit of loss."
"You have to tell me why you want me to sing with you."
Father Jiang took a few puffs of his dry cigarette.
The small square table was filled with smoke.
Lin Wanxia frowned, but didn't say anything.
"I'm dying." Father Jiang said.
His tone was very calm, so calm that Lin Wanxia suspected that there was something wrong with her ears.
"What?" Lin Wanxia repeated.
"I said I'm dying." Father Jiang's voice was still calm.
Lin Wanxia was shocked for a long time before she spoke: "You...he..."
Jiang's father shook his head, "They don't know, including your mother-in-law."
Lin Wanxia pursed her lips, "If it's for medical treatment, we don't need to hold a wedding and collect gifts. Jiang Sinian and I will pay for your treatment."
Jiang's father waved his hands, "I'm almost dying, why should I spend that money? Let you hold the wedding, firstly because our son's marriage is a big event, and it also means announcing it to relatives, friends, and neighbors. You and Xiaowu held a wedding outside, but your family didn't know.
I'll say something you don't want to hear, but even now there are matchmakers coming to propose marriage to Xiaowu.
Your mother-in-law's personality... Alas!"
Lin Wanxia was not surprised. Judging from her mother-in-law's behavior of pimping for Song Chunxia and Jiang Sinian, whoever supports her is the daughter-in-law.
If the wedding is not held in the village, there is a 100% chance that her mother-in-law will continue to find a partner for Jiang Sinian.
"Besides, I do have selfish motives. In our place, getting married is called pooling money. In the past, people were poor, and whoever got married often couldn't even afford a banquet, let alone a dowry. So everyone chipped in a dollar or fifty cents, and the wedding could go ahead.
Nowadays, pooling money has become a gift, which represents the ways of the world.
Your mother-in-law and I have also paid a lot of money over the years. The second and third daughters are daughters who married out, so the gifts are light.
So I thought of having you and Jiang Sinian get married, and giving the gift money to your mother-in-law, so that she will feel more at ease after I'm gone."
"How much gift money do you think I can get if Jiang Sinian and I have a wedding?"
"Excluding the money for the banquet, it will be around two or three hundred?!"
"Can I just pay this money directly?" Lin Wanxia asked tentatively.
Father Jiang took two puffs of his pipe and shook his head, "I know you have money in your hands. Maybe you don't care about these three or two hundred. But when I'm alive, your mother-in-law will listen to me. If I'm gone, with her hateful character, sooner or later none of her children will be willing to take care of her.
If you give her money directly, she will throw a tantrum with you when she has no money in the future, and cry, make a fuss, or even hang herself."
Lin Wanxia has experienced it firsthand, and Father Jiang's words are definitely not a threat.
Mother Jiang can really do it.
Lin Wanxia nodded, "Okay, we can have another wedding, and I don't want a dowry. But I have three conditions."
Jiang's father nodded, "You tell me."
"First, you have to follow us when we leave, to take a look at the capital."
Jiang's father shook his head without thinking, "No! It's time to do farm work after the New Year, and I can't leave. Besides, why spend that money?" "
Then we won't have the wedding. Besides, you're already alive... why do you care whether the land is planted or not?"
Jiang's father: "..."
He nodded reluctantly, "Okay!"
"Second, I want to rent some land, and you have to help me get things done."
"You don't live in the village, what's the point of renting land?"
"You'll know soon."
Jiang's father thought about it and nodded.
"The third, we'll talk about the third in a few days. Don't worry, it won't be illegal."
Jiang's father said "um", "Then let's put it this way?"
Lin Wanxia nodded, "I have another question."
"Ask it."
"You don't look like an unreasonable person, why would you marry someone like my mother-in-law?"
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Lin Wanxia and Jiang Sinian's wedding was scheduled for the 26th of November.
Because the common people pay attention to "rich or poor, marry a daughter-in-law and go home for the New Year."
The two of them are the first time is unfamiliar, the second time is familiar.
The clothes they brought are all new, and there is nothing to buy.
The most important preparation is to inform relatives and friends of their wedding date.
Lin Wanxia's mind is not on the wedding at all.
The children all follow the local customs and get along well with the children in the village.
Especially Xingxing, who has a strong ability to adapt and is the leader of the children wherever he goes.
Even Xiaoqi listens to him.
Lin Wanxia and Jiang Sinian followed Jiang's father to the village committee.
Lin Wanxia wanted to lease the land.
The village committee disagreed.
The village chief was anxious when Jiang's father asked him, and he patted his thigh and begged for mercy, "Brother, it's not that I don't want to rent the land to you. The problem is that there is no precedent here. Moreover, even if I am willing and the village committee has no objection, tell me, where can I lease the land to you?"
There is no ready-made, idle arable land to rent.
You can't snatch it from the hands of the people. The land has only been contracted to households for a few years. If they want to move the land, the villagers will fight them to the death.
Jiang's father looked unhappy, Lin Wanxia said: "Grandpa, don't worry about it. It doesn't matter if you don't have it. I didn't have to take it. I wanted to see if I could increase the family income. Especially the four sisters-in-law... they are really working too hard."
The more conscientious people are, the more backbone they have. If Lin Wanxia wanted to give the money directly, the four brothers and sisters-in-law would not take it.
Jiang's father nodded.
The next day, he went to the village committee again.
That afternoon, he packed up all the farm tools from the side room, found the whetstone and started sharpening the hoe and sickle.
"Dad, why are you doing all this stuff in the middle of winter?" asked the fourth sister-in-law.
"Reclaiming wasteland."
"What? Reclaiming what wasteland? The land is frozen in the middle of winter, how are you going to reclaim wasteland?" The fourth sister-in-law was confused.
Father Jiang looked at Lin Wanxia and said nothing.
Lin Wanxia was very happy, "You are not going to reclaim wasteland for me, are you?"
Father Jiang said nothing, which was considered as tacit agreement.
Lin Wanxia: "..."
"Grandpa, not really. I don't want to farm that much."
Father Jiang shook his head, "Not just for you. The village committee said that the reclaimed land can be cultivated for three years. After three years, it will be confiscated and redistributed."
The fourth brother couldn't help but say, "Even if it's reclaiming wasteland, it has to be in the spring!"
Father Jiang glared at the fourth brother, "Just do it when I tell you to, why are you talking so much nonsense."
So in the last month of winter, the family went to the fields to reclaim wasteland.
The original arable land in the village was large and had good soil and could be connected together.
Some of the land with poor soil and irregular shapes were still left uncultivated.
In addition to the fear of poor harvest, it was also because it was difficult to tidy up the land.
The old man chose a place not far from home, about two acres, where even grass didn't grow much, and the soil quality was particularly poor.
Jiang Sinian knew what Lin Wanxia was going to do, so he walked around the wasteland and suggested: "Don't open up the wasteland! Just take away the top fifty centimeters of soil and replace it with new soil."