Chapter 184

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Protagonist:

Chai Mi

"So just give up on that idea." Song Qingshan didn't even give Liu Changgui a chance to speak, directly rejecting Liu Changgui's thought of saying a few good words for his son.

"My daughter isn't in a hurry. She's only seventeen..."

Liu Changgui was instantly embarrassed by Song Qingshan's words.

Raising sons for old age, storing grain against famine.

Now it's fine—raising sons means first getting your son a daughter-in-law, but the result is the son is older and keeps hitting walls everywhere.

Now it's fine, Liu Changgui did have some ideas.

After all, no matter what, Liu Changgui felt a daughter would do...

A female would do...

A living one would do...

One who looks human would do...

If all else fails, a remarried widow would do; Liu Changgui had to get a daughter-in-law for his son Liu Zhijing! Otherwise when he died, he couldn't close his eyes!

As a result, before he could say anything, Song Qingshan blocked the door.

Liu Changgui didn't want to lose face, so he said: "You're overthinking. Things that can't happen... my Da Zhi and your Qiu Shui aren't close..."

"Then I'm relieved."

Meng Shi brought the scrambled eggs over.

Liu Changgui quickly ate two bites of egg, using the egg to wash down the wine in his mouth.

They say wine doesn't intoxicate people; people intoxicate themselves.

But the hardest part of drinking is when the person isn't drunk but can't swallow the wine.

And the hardest of all is when you have to force the wine down with eggs.

"Sigh..." Liu Changgui sighed, unable to find a topic, so he said: "What's all the noise outside? Haven't they gotten up yet? Sister-in-law, go take a look, break up the fight. My brother's wife and her mother-in-law—when will it end? Go see what's happening."

Meng Shi also wanted to go see the excitement, so she went out again.

Watching the spectacle is much better than serving two big masters their meal.

Liu Changgui and Song Qingshan kept drinking. Village Chief Liu Changgui had only been village chief for a year or two, but Song Qingshan had been an accountant for a lifetime.

Song Qingshan naturally had the ability to keep going, and his speech was extremely slick: "Village Chief, I'm telling you, your Da Zhi is capable. Young, already opened his own shop, making money—among the ten li and eight villages, he's the youngest and most promising. You don't need to worry about him getting a wife; sometimes this thing is just fate not arriving yet. When fate arrives, you can't stop it even if you try. Take me for example—my father died early, my mother was bedridden, and I only managed to marry a wife at twenty-five or twenty-six..."

Song Qingshan thought of the past, and it was nothing but bitter tears.

The family was poor, his father died early, his mother was paralyzed—being able to marry a wife was already extremely difficult.

Meng Shi had also suffered bitterly for decades; only in recent years had life gradually improved, so sometimes when Meng Shi scolded Song Qingshan for being incapable, he admitted it himself.

"My wife is just a bit sharp-tongued, but she hasn't suffered less. Our family was poor, getting through so many years..." Song Qingshan took a sip of wine: "Your family is well-off, don't be anxious, take it slow. Da Zhi's marriage—you don't need to worry about it; it's a matter of sooner or later."

Even though he said that, Liu Changgui still sighed.

"What ability does that little wretch Da Zhi have? He only knows how to squander the family fortune... these past couple days I don't know what wind he's caught, saying he saw city people driving small tricycles and wants to buy one too... our family can't afford it."

The two were chatting idly when Meng Shi came back.

"I know what happened. Wang Huirong and my brother's wife—it wasn't over anything else. Wang Huirong went to buy things, the small shop wouldn't sell to her, and then they started arguing. After that Wang Huirong collapsed, trying to cheat someone. Then whoever saw Wang Huirong collapse also collapsed... but no one broke up the fight; both are lying on the ground, can't shout anymore, can't call out."

Liu Changgui and Song Qingshan, full of wine and food, strolled out to take a look: "Go take a look; once they've lain enough, let them go home."

Both were village cadres, saying they didn't want to meddle in others' business, but their job was precisely to meddle in others' business.

Sometimes you just can't ignore it.

For the big and small matters of the village, as village chief not going would always be wrong.

Liu Changgui and Song Qingshan just went like that to the small shop.

Wang Huirong and Wang Shi were both lying on the ground, neither making a sound.

Liu Changgui found it laughable; he looked at Song Qingshu beside him, who had a listless expression, and said with a smile: "What are your wife and your mother-in-law doing? Is the ground cool? They don't mind losing face, making a scene like this. Once more people come to watch, it'll be even worse."

"Village Chief is here..." Song Qingshu sighed: "I can't handle this... this Wang Huirong wants to cheat someone; I dare not touch her. If I touch her even once, she'll say I raped her..."

Liu Changgui's face twitched: Hiss... indeed there's that possibility.

This Wang Huirong is no good; she often does this cheating business.

Cheating outsiders might not work well, but if she cheats her in-laws, it really makes the in-laws look bad inside and out, unable to take a step.

Liu Changgui had no way, and Song Qingshan had even less, so they could only watch Wang Huirong still lying on the ground.

Liu Changgui pointed at Song Qingshu and said: "Get two pots of tea; just finished drinking, feeling a bit muddled."

Song Qingshu went to brew tea.

After the tea was brought up, Liu Changgui and Song Qingshan took a wooden stool, set out a small table, and sat down beside it.

Then they called to Song Qingshu: "Come, play a few hands of poker; idling is idling anyway."

The three played poker for a while, and Wang Huirong finally couldn't hold out.

First, she was older and her body wasn't up to it, plus the hot weather made her head buzz.

Second, she'd been angry lately, hadn't eaten breakfast, was hungry and tired, and was in a daze.

She really couldn't hold on anymore, so she got up, but her mouth kept grumbling: "I just wanted to buy something, and they wouldn't sell to me. Why not..."

Saying this, she turned and aimed full force at Liu Changgui: "You still dare be village chief? You're really not a decent person. I chose you as village chief—I was really blind... ah, you drink tea and play poker, just watching an old woman like me get beaten and lie on the ground without caring... I'm going to report you to the xiang!"

Liu Changgui looked completely dazed:???

Song Qingshan beside him, however, looked gleeful.

Liu Zhanggui thought to himself: If I'm the village chief, I should just die?!

It's not like you, Wang Huirong, were beaten by me... wait, no. Nobody beat her at all, nobody even touched her. She wants to extort someone, so she just lay there herself. And now she says others are watching her make a scene?

Have you no shame!!!

Besides, who stopped her from getting up? She could get up herself if she wanted. Nothing's wrong with her, what illness is she faking? She doesn't do an honest day's work, she just fucking wants to extort people!

This Wang Huirong, she's a real dog!!!

"Qi Gu, isn't this a case of nothing being wrong? If you have something wrong, go to the hospital. If nothing's wrong, go home if you should. Don't lie here. In a bit, the big fellows will all be back from work. If they see you making trouble here, the impact won't be good. If your second son's wife finds out you ran to her mother's family doorway to make trouble, don't blame me for not reminding you... when the time comes, if she comes to find fault and fight you, I won't be able to control it."

With Liu Zhanggui mentioning Wang Huirong's daughter-in-law Song Qiuping, Wang Huirong immediately had some apprehension.

After all, that shrew Song Qiuping, last time she didn't hold back at all, directly fought with Wang Huirong.

If Song Qiuping knew she ran to her mother's family to find fault, she would naturally get angry, and might even come over and fight her.

Wang Huirong then said: "Village chief, you're being unreasonable. I came to buy things, she pushed me..."

Wang Huirong pointed at Wang Shi and said: "This old undying thing pushed me, that's why I fell. My head is still dizzy right now."

Wang Shi then said: "You stop spouting nonsense. It was you who pushed me."

The two of them, one sentence you, one sentence me, started quarreling again.

Liu Zhanggui nudged Song Qingshu: "Take your wife inside the room. It's hot weather, don't let her get heatstroke."

Song Qingshu then stood up, supported his wife Wang Shi into the room. As they walked, he comforted her.

Liu Zhanggui saw the main party leave one, so he said: "Qi Gu, you go home too. It's hot weather, don't tire yourself out. If you get heatstroke, that won't be good."

But Wang Huirong said: "I came to buy things, haven't bought them yet. Does buying things break the law..."

"Won't sell! No matter how much money, won't sell!" Song Qingshu muttered as he came out from inside.

Liu Zhanggui gave him a sidelong glance and said: "Doing business with open doors, where's the principle of not selling? I thought it was some major event. This is your fault. Opening doors without a smiling face for customers. Your little shop does business. She's not stealing or robbing, buying things you just sell to her. Then there's no problem, right?"

Song Qingshu, though unwilling, also wanted to send off this plague god Wang Huirong, so he said: "Can sell things, but she has to pay money first. I'm afraid she'll take things and run."

"You're farting! Who do you look down on?" Wang Huirong said sternly.

"Hehe. Looking down on you." Song Qingshu coldly laughed. "Sounds like you have money!!! Let me tell you, no credit no debt, money first then goods."

"Aiya, you're bullying this little old lady. All these years, I've really opened my eyes. First time hearing that buying things requires paying money first!!!" Wang Huirong looked furiously at Liu Zhanggui: "Village chief, you judge fairly. Isn't he bullying people?"

Liu Zhanggui irritably lit a cigarette, slowly took a drag.

"Then you can not buy..." Liu Zhanggui said slowly. He was especially annoyed with Wang Huirong in his heart now, plus he'd drunk alcohol, so naturally he didn't have the mind to give Wang Huirong too much good face: "Business business, emphasizes a balance between both sides. If you feel Song Qingshu selling like this is unreasonable, you can not buy. He's not refusing to sell, just wants money first, didn't raise prices. This doesn't count as illegal, it's just his own idea.

You don't want to pay money first, then don't buy. You want to buy, he sells like this. If you feel it's unreasonable, the village can't control this. You have to go to the Industry and Commerce Bureau to sue him."

Song Qingshu also had an attitude of a dead pig not fearing boiling water: "Old Diao Pozi, if you can't afford it, forget it. Don't have nothing to do all day yelling your throat hoarse, making trouble out of nothing. I sell like this. Can afford it, buy it. Can't afford it, hurry up and leave. If you're not satisfied, wherever you want to sue, go sue."

Wang Huirong immediately got very angry, viciously said: "I'm not unable to afford it. I just want to follow the old rule, take goods first then pay money. You open a broken little shop, you're so great? My daughter is an official, a big official. You wait for the reckoning later."

Wang Huirong cursed as she walked away.

After all, she really had no money.

Liu Zhanggui gave a sidelong glance at the distant Wang Huirong, shook his head: "Da Lao Song, you this won't do. Her daughter is a big official..."

"Big official still has to be reasonable. My daughter is much stronger than her..."

"Mm, your daughter dares to hit her, her daughter doesn't dare..."

"Hahaha..." Song Qingshan laughed out loud.

Several people laughing, also didn't take Wang Huirong seriously.

Wang Huirong hearing the laughter, felt even more piercing to the ears. In her heart she started cursing Chai Mi: "It's all that cheap woman Chai Mi. She swindled my money away. Caused me to have no money to buy things, let them laugh at me! Chai Mi you little cheap woman, you won't die a good death!"

Chai Mi couldn't know Wang Huirong couldn't buy things and was cursing herself. Chai Mi herself was busy as could be.

After eating breakfast, Chai Mi and Song Qiushui went to the fields.

Finished several plots, only this plot behind Wuhu Mountain remained.

But the field had too much grass.

Using the phrase "planting beans beneath South Mountain, grass lush, bean sprouts sparse..." to describe it, was very apt.

This plot was originally reclaimed land. It was the land Chai Mi got back from Chai Zhongxiao a few days ago.

This matter, at the time Liu Zhanggui still acted as guarantor, made Chai Zhongxiao and Wang Huirong sign a written note.

But Chai Mi never counted this plot inside, so the fertilizer bought didn't really account for this plot. So when it came to this plot's turn, the fertilizer was already almost gone.

Chai Mi was bending over applying urea to the seedlings. Over there Song Qiushui raised her head, wiped sweat, then felt her eyes hurt. This salty sweat got in her eyes, especially uncomfortable.

"Aiya... eyes can't take it. Heat's unbearable..." Song Qiushui put the small bucket for grabbing urea to the side, directly plopped down on the field furrow: "This damn work, won't work me to death."

Then called to Chai Mi: "You rest a bit too. Waist hurts... butt hurts... I feel like if I stretch now, my bones will creak and crack! This work, too tiring. Bending over all the time, uncomfortable to death."

"You rest a bit. Not much left. I'll finish the urea then rest." Chai Mi was also tired but still persisted until all the urea was used up.

But looking up, there was still quite a large patch not done.

Looks like in a few days will have to buy several more bags of urea.

"Chai Mi, your family's this plot, how come I feel it's so big... must have several dozen mu, bigger than my Xingshu Mountain." Song Qiushui said listlessly: "I feel you picked up a bargain. If this plot is all reclaimed, won't it be a hundred or eighty mu? In the future you'll be a landlord... sisters, when you become a landlord's wife later, don't forget me."

"Hehehe..." Chai Mi laughed: "Being a landlord would work you to death. The two of us today only did five or six mu, and you're tired into this bear state. If it's a hundred or eighty mu, won't it send you off?"