Zhang Fugui wanted to have grandchildren, but he was reluctant to spend money. He wanted to let Boss Zhang's wife have a few more children before the birth control policy came out.
However, having a child wasn't like planting vegetables. You planted a seed and it would sprout. Giving birth to a child required fate. When fate came, the child would come.
Zhang Fugui had been looking forward to the stars and the moon. Boss Zhang's wife was pregnant. How could he not be happy?
Not only Zhang Fugui, but even Li Huiru, who didn't like Boss Zhang's wife in the past, was very happy. If they weren't really excited, they wouldn't have smiled at Boss Zhang.
Boss Zhang's wife had a child, and the birth control policy hadn't come out yet. Zhang Fugui planned to let Boss Zhang's wife have a few more children even if she had a son.
It would be good to have a grandson. As for a daughter, she could be exchanged for a dowry to subsidize the family. It was a win-win situation.
Because Boss Zhang's wife was pregnant, the Family Zhang was immersed in a happy atmosphere. However, when Boss Zhang's wife returned to her maternal home, the atmosphere instantly became tense.
Boss Zhang's wife directly said that the child in her stomach was the Family Zhang's eldest grandson. Children were precious now. Could it be that the Family Zhang wanted her to give birth in a mud house?
Boss Zhang's wife directly said that if they didn't build a brick house for her and Boss Zhang, she wouldn't give birth to the child.
Zhang Fugui was angry at that time. How could you not give birth to the child just because you don't want to? You already have a child in your stomach. What else do you want to do?
Zhang Fugui was stubborn, but Boss Zhang's wife wasn't bad either. She directly took out a bottle of medicine from her pocket and said to Zhang Fugui, "This is the abortion medicine that her mother made for her. If the old Family Zhang doesn't build a brick house for her, she will drink this medicine and let the old Family Zhang die without descendants."
Zhang Fugui was angered by Boss Zhang's wife's words. He wanted to say that he didn't have Boss Zhang's only son. However, when the words came to his mouth, he remembered that he and Zhang Huiru had to rely on Boss Zhang in the future. He could only swallow his words and said in a choked voice to let him think of a way.
Think of a way?
What way could there be?
Zhang Fugui's family was very poor. His only source of income was Zhang Laosan's farming. Zhang Fugui could only follow the old path of marrying off his daughter.
Zhang Fugui was no longer as unfamiliar as the first time he married off his daughter. Moreover, because his fifth and sixth sons were much better looking than his second and fourth sons, the betrothal gifts were naturally more than his second and fourth sons. This directly solved a large part of the monetary problem. Zhang Fugui was not as unfamiliar with his second and fourth sons.
After Old Fifth and Old Sixth were married off, Zhang Fugui and Li Huiru began to count their money. Although they had the money, it was still lacking compared to the money needed to build a brick house.
Zhang Fugui wanted to sell food. After all, Old Five and Old Six were already married. There should be some extra food at home. If he sold it, he could raise some money.
Li Huiru wanted to refuse, but when she thought of the abortion medicine in Boss Zhang's wife's hand, she couldn't say anything.
Early the next morning, Zhang Fugui drove the ox cart with a few bags of grain to the market.
Zhang Fugui didn't come back until the evening. However, the money in his hands wasn't much.
Zhang Fugui put the money he earned from selling food together with the money he earned from marrying off his daughter. He counted the money with Li Huiru several times, but compared to the money they needed to build a house, there was still a difference of 500 to 600 yuan.
Five to six hundred yuan wasn't fifty to sixty yuan. It wasn't something you could get just because you wanted it.
Zhang Fugui and Li Huiru were worried. They were very worried.
When they thought that if they couldn't raise the money to build a house, Boss Zhang's wife would drink the medicine to abort their eldest grandson, they were angry and afraid.
Just when Zhang Fugui and Li Huiru were worried to death, they suddenly heard the matchmaker in the village, Aunt Wang, talking to others. She said that the widow in the neighboring village, who had a dead man, was looking for a son-in-law. She asked if anyone knew any old men who didn't have a wife. If anyone knew them, they could tell her. When the matter was done, she would give them a share of the money.
A son-in-law, a son-in-law. The word "son-in-law" didn't sound good, not to mention that the person who was looking for a son-in-law was a widow who had a dead husband.
To put it nicely, her husband died of illness. To put it bluntly, he might have died because of her.
A pure girl's family couldn't find a son-in-law, let alone a widow who had a dead man and two children. It was really hard to find a son-in-law.
Everyone laughed and told Aunt Wang that if they knew a suitable one, they should tell her. Don't forget to give them a red packet when the time came. But in fact, no one took this matter to heart.
They weren't willing to do such a wicked thing to let someone be a son-in-law of a widow's mother.
The speaker didn't mean it, but the listener took it seriously. Aunt Wang said it casually, and the others just listened casually. But Li Huiru took this matter to heart.
A son-in-law of a family didn't sound good. It was no different from sending a man to someone else. But the advantage was that if you really sent a man over, the other party would give you money. It was no different from marrying a daughter.
Li Huiru and Zhang Fugui were used to the money of marrying off their daughters. When they heard Aunt Wang talk about a son-in-law of a family, it was the first time they thought that not only their daughters could have money, but their sons could also have money. They were instantly moved.
Of course, the son who was going to be a son-in-law of a family naturally couldn't be Boss Zhang or Old Seventh Zhang. Not to mention that Old Seventh Zhang was young, Old Seventh Zhang was their youngest son. They doted on him since he was a child. How could they be willing to let him be a son-in-law of a family?
Since it wasn't Boss Zhang or Old Seventh Zhang, it could only be Old Third Zhang who wasn't loved by his parents.
Zhang Fugui and Li Huiru muttered in the room.
Anyway, Zhang Laosan was a clumsy and unlikable person. It was better to send him to be a live-in son-in-law than to keep him at home. Not only could they send away a son who was annoying to look at, but they could also save some money for the betrothal gifts.
Zhang Fugui and Li Huiru had thought about the amount of money. It was eight hundred yuan.
It was just enough to build a house. The extra money could be kept at the bottom of the box for a rainy day.
Zhang Fugui and Li Huiru muttered to each other for a few days. After they felt that this matter was feasible, they asked Zhang Huiru to find Aunt Wang and ask her to act as a go-between.
Aunt Wang's words that day were purely a passing remark. She never thought that Li Huiru and Zhang Fugui would really let their son be a son-in-law of a family.
Aunt Wang was surprised for a moment before she looked at Zhang Fugui and explained to Li Huiru, "Brother, that Widow Mu has two children. The older one is a son who is now nine years old. The younger one is six years old this year. These two children can remember things and still miss their previous father. Widow Mu is 29 this year, nine years older than Old Third. Her temper isn't very good. If Old Third really becomes a son-in-law of a family, his life won't be easy."
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