Chapter 1252: Collectively Marrying Wives

He Yan and Xu Xingchun nodded to show agreement.

No problem, just do as you said.

Marrying a famine refugee woman is really simple; as long as there's something to eat, and she's not unpleasant to look at, she'll follow you. In these times, people barely have enough to eat, so almost no one chooses to marry a famine refugee woman.

So even though it's this simple, these women are still very worried about getting married.

Yang Qiansong wanted to find his own great-grandmother, but thinking that this is a game, whatever would happen in reality would also happen here.

So he didn't dare marry his own great-grandmother.

When he was at the relief station and didn't find his great-grandmother, he breathed a sigh of relief.

In the end he chose a tall woman.

Although she might eat a bit more, once her body recovers, her overall build and defensive ability are relatively high.

Perhaps back then, great-grandfather also chose his great-grandmother for this reason.

As for whether they'd end up with a weak-willed good-for-nothing, Yang Qing thought it impossible, because anyone who could make it to the capital was far from simple; anyone with a pure mindset simply couldn't reach the capital.

The person Yang Qing chose had thick calluses on both hands; at a glance she was a diligent girl.

She stood 1.7 to 1.8 meters tall, with a pair of dark, shining, spirited eyes.

Yang Qing thought she was absolutely not an ordinary girl.

So he chose her.

When Yang Qing and his two companions brought three girls back to the courtyard, the whole compound was stirred.

That evening, the courtyard meeting opened on time.

Yang Qing, He Yuzhu, and Xu Damao were pushed to the center, with three women in tattered clothes following beside them.

The people in the courtyard looked at them with unfriendly eyes.

Especially the Jia family, looking at He Yuzhu and Yang Qing, showed naked hatred.

Who let you marry famine refugee women?

The three elders opened fire first.

But this time was different; Yang Qing and the two others were united as one rope.

He Yuzhu lost his temper first.

What famine refugee woman? She's my woman, we got the certificate, we share a blanket, and can have children.

You all pay attention; if I hear any bad sounds again, don't blame me, He Yuzhu, for losing my temper.

Then Xu Damao went into battle.

We are responding to the street's call, helping the street resolve difficulties, while also solving our own marriage problems.

If you three think we're wrong, you can go find Director Wang.

He Yuzhu's reasonable, evidence-based threat strengthened Xu Damao's overwhelming pressure.

In an instant, the people in the courtyard quieted down.

At this moment, Yang Qing—no, it was Yang Qing's wife—who stepped forward.

Her height was striking; aside from being a bit frail, she still looked very imposing.

I am Wang Zuxia, native of Dongshan; several of my great-uncles, grandfathers, and uncles followed the Red Flag and sacrificed.

If anyone thinks someone like me, a martyr's family, has no right to marry here, please step forward.

I will go to the street office to explain the matter.

Wang Zuxia's words once again silenced the people in the courtyard.

Jia Dongxu and Jia Zhangshi felt things were going to go bad.

Sure enough, Wang Zuxia then said.

It seems everyone has no objections; then I have another question.

That is, who took my family's grain register? Please return it immediately.

Otherwise, you'll bear the consequences.

Watching the six people in the field, mighty and vigorous, suppressing the whole courtyard.

The people in the courtyard felt they hadn't woken up; how could this be? How did those three get together?

Especially He Yuzhu—doesn't he care about his Qin sister's family anymore?

Yi Zhonghai was both startled and angry, and also afraid.

When these three gathered, the energy they exerted was too terrifying.

In an instant, it struck the credibility of the three elders, shattering it to pieces.

Jia Zhangshi looked at Yi Zhonghai, hoping he would help speak.

Liu Hai Zhong, however, jumped in first.

No, I didn't say anything; it was the eldest elder who said you should report your marriage to him.

I disagree with that statement, because this is a street activity.

We've notified them several times already.

Being able to actively respond to the street's call is a good thing; how could I obstruct it?

Not only do I not obstruct it, I also want to commend it.

Yan Fu Gui also realized at this point that this matter really couldn't be spread; going against the street, what do you want to do?

This isn't something he can bear; moreover, at least on the surface he's a street person, unlike Yi Zhonghai and Liu Hai Zhong, the two worker representatives.

He relies on the street, so he must respect its work.

Second Elder said it right; today at the meeting we also want to commend you; the first elder's earlier remark was a bit mistaken, I disagree with it.

Also, regarding Wang Zuxia's words, I also want to state my position here.

Jia Zhangshi, go right now and get the grain certificate from Yang Qing's house.

Let the Jiedao know you're holding Yang Qing's grain certificate and not returning it; they'll evict you, don't say I didn't warn you.

Also, Jia Dongxu, your wife and children's household registration is in the village; if this matter goes to the Jiedao, they will also be sent back to the countryside.

I heard the disaster situation in Qinjiacun is not serious; go back and earn work points, you won't starve to death.

Yan Fu Gui's mouth is full of threats; he can't let the matter go to the Jiedao for resolution, or it would show he's too incompetent.

Yi Zhonghai's face turned as black as a pot bottom.

He also realized at this point that he had been screwed this time.

Dong Xu, go back and bring the grain certificate.

Wang Zuxia raised her hand to stop him.

Wait, you've used our grain certificate for over two years; shouldn't we get some compensation?

I heard from my husband that it was you three elders who forced him to hand it over.

So this compensation should also come from you three elders.

We're not asking for much, just fifty; then this matter will be considered settled.

Otherwise, don't blame us for not showing courtesy.

I have no choice either, because my husband has no money and no grain.

We rely on this compensation to survive; if anyone refuses to give us a way to live, then none of us will get by.

Jia Zhangshi jumped up as soon as she heard the compensation of fifty.

On what basis?

Not a single cent.

Jia Dongxu and Qin Huairu pulled her a bit.

Mom, she means the money should come from the three elders, and don't forget the countryside.

Jia Zhangshi instantly realized.

I have no money.

Jia Dongxu also stood up.

Everyone knows our family's situation; my wages aren't even enough to eat.

These past two years, if it weren't for Yang Qing and everyone's help, we wouldn't have survived to now.

So I'm here to express my gratitude to everyone.

I'll return the grain certificate to Yang Qing right now.

Saying this, he gestured for Qin Huairu to go get it.

Money, I'm really sorry, I just can't come up with it……

Yang Qing, brother……

Wang Zuxia didn't even look at Jia Dongxu; she turned her gaze to the three elders.