After four years of marriage, the military officer husband came back

Fearing that the two would not be used to the sleeping situation, Guo Yumei gave up her own room, laid a thick layer of straw under the mat, and used a clean quilt. Fearing mosquitoes, she fumigated the bed twice with Artemisia absinthium leaves before going to bed.

But that night, neither Xia Qingning nor Lu Jingzhe slept well.

I don’t know if it’s because we changed places or because we each have something on our minds.

Because they had to catch the bus back to the city which ran only once a day, Xia Qingning and Lu Jingzhe got up early. However, after getting up, they found that everyone in the family was up and Guo Yumei had even prepared breakfast for them.

After Xia Qingning finished cleaning up, she walked out of the house. When she passed the main room, she saw a basket of loquats on the table. Looking at the heads, she knew that they were picked from the tree crowns.

She was about to go to the kitchen when she heard a strange woman's voice coming from the kitchen:

"Sister Yumei, I went to help you negotiate Qingshu's marriage yesterday. Oh, guess what, haha... the girl agreed again."

"Ah? Really?" Guo Yumei's voice was full of joy. After a moment, she asked doubtfully:

"Didn't you say yesterday that it couldn't be done?"

"It was originally impossible. You know your Qingshu's situation, but I told them that your daughter has a promising future in the city.

Yesterday, I came back and bought rice and noodles, and even gave handfuls of sugar to others. I'm sure they can help their parents in the future. It's a good life for their daughter to marry here. They thought about it and thought it was not bad, so they agreed. "

This woman was the matchmaker from yesterday. The girl she introduced to Xia Qingshu was a girl who had had smallpox when she was a child and had a face full of pockmarks.

He thought that the girl was less than 1.5 meters tall and not good-looking, so she would not despise Xia Qingshu, who had bad legs but was gentle and handsome. But after he went to talk to her, she still despised him for being a cripple.

After all, in this era when people lived on work points, it was difficult for a cripple to support himself, let alone his wife and children.

She had come here yesterday to reject the Xia family, but unexpectedly met Xia Qingning who was back home. Seeing that Xia Qingning was well dressed and generous, and seeing that the man who came back with Xia Qingning bought all kinds of food and daily necessities for the Xia family, she became interested.

So she asked around and found out about her family's situation. Then she went to the girl's home and finally got her to give in with her eloquent tongue.

When Guo Yumei heard her say this, the smile on her face froze for a moment. She originally wanted to explain clearly that her family could not ask her daughter for help and her daughter had no obligation to help. However, she thought that this marriage had finally had room for maneuver and if she said this, it would probably not be successful.

Qingshu is already past the age for marriage. In his current situation, if he doesn't get married and have children, he will be unable to move when he is old, and there will be no one to take care of him. Thinking of this, she did not deny it.

I thought that when a girl married into my family, I should treat her well, do more of the dirty and tiring work, and not let her suffer any grievances.

The matchmaker next to her smiled when she saw that she did not deny it, and said:

"Since the woman has agreed, you should also show your sincerity. As the saying goes, a man is the one you marry to provide food and clothing. You can't be stingy when you marry a wife. If you are stingy, you will lose your wife."

Guo Yumei naturally understood what she meant and said:

"Okay, okay, let's do as we agreed. Buy a bicycle and give me 120 yuan in milk money."

Although the Xia family had no foreign debts, they had been without a head of the family for many years and had to rely on work points earned by the widow and orphans. Their finances were really tight. These were all the assets they could afford.

"Oh, sister Yumei, didn't I just tell you? You can't be stingy when marrying a wife. It's okay to buy a bicycle, but the milk money, you have to add more to it." The matchmaker held Guo Yumei's hand and said with her shrewd little eyes blinking.

Guo Yumei knew that this marriage was not easy to come by. If it didn't work out this time, Qingshu didn't know how long he would have to wait before he could get married. So she tried hard to force a smile and asked:

"So how much do you think is appropriate?"

The matchmaker raised her hand, placed it in front of Guo Yumei, then spread out five fingers and said with a smile:

“This number will do.”

Guo Yumei looked at her five open fingers, thinking that she wanted to add another fifty yuan. She gritted her teeth and thought, fifty is fifty. Then she nodded, "Okay, then add another fifty yuan."

"What do you mean by adding another fifty yuan? The total should be five hundred." Seeing that she had misunderstood, the matchmaker immediately raised her voice to correct her.

Guo Yumei suspected that she had misheard. In their village, the highest wedding gift was only two or three hundred yuan. She had never heard of a family asking for five hundred yuan for a baby's milk. She asked in confusion:

"Old sister, please don't joke with me. Look at our family. We can't afford 500 yuan. Even if I sell my old bones, it won't work. Aren't you forcing me?"

"Well, if you can't find a way, then find a way. How can a living person be killed by holding his urine?" said the matchmaker.

"What can I do? Even if our whole family sells blood, we can't raise 500 yuan!" Guo Yumei said dejectedly.

"Why sell blood? Look at how thin your family is. You can't even make two ounces of oil if you put it in the pot..." The old woman said, her eyes suddenly turned, and the word "shrewd" was almost written on her face. She lowered her voice and whispered:

"The things your son-in-law bought for you yesterday are worth quite a bit of money, right? You may think that five hundred dollars is a life-threatening expense, but to rich people like them, it's nothing. Rich people value face the most. As long as you ask him for it, he will definitely give it to you."

Hearing this, Xia Qingning hesitated for a moment, turned back to her room, took the five hundred yuan that Lu Jingzhe had given her yesterday from the bedside, put it together with the four hundred yuan from her original body, and prepared to give them together to Guo Yumei.

I was supposed to give her the money yesterday, but after talking to Xia Qingcao in the evening, I felt mixed emotions and forgot about it.

Xia Qingning didn't know yet about Xia Qingshu's current relationship status. She only knew from her original body's memory that her brother Xia Qingshu did have a childhood sweetheart with whom he was in love. She thought that if the money could help him marry his beloved girl, it would be a good thing.

But when she went to the kitchen with the money, she found that Guo Yumei and the matchmaker were gone. She looked around but couldn't see anyone. Just as she was wondering, she heard Guo Yumei's hesitant voice from the back of the yard:

"Jingzhe, there is something, Mom, I want to tell you..."

She wasn't going to ask Lu Jingzhe for money, was she? Didn't she know that if she did that, not only her daughter, but the entire Xia family would be looked down upon?

Xia Qingning was in mixed emotions, and the fortress of family affection that she had just built seemed to be about to collapse.

Maybe it's true that Guo Yumei loves her original body, but compared to her son's marriage, her daughter is really not that important.

Xia Qingning frowned unconsciously and walked over quickly.

She walked to the door leading to the backyard and was about to speak out to stop them, but suddenly she stopped talking because she heard Guo Yumei say to Lu Jingzhe in a very humble voice:

"I know about what Qing Ning did. You have always felt bad about it, but it's not her fault..." She paused for a moment, then continued:

"I taught her to do that."