Chapter 234: Chapter 232: Truth or Lie (4000+)
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âLook at Qingmei again, see how sheâs living these days? Her father-in-law is blind, and her mother-in-law is entirely dependent on medication. She takes care of her in-laws all day and works in the fields until sheâs black and thin from the sun. You tell me, do you want to live a comfortable life or live like an old ox?â
âAs parents, who wouldnât plan for their children? Especially for you, canât we account for your lifelong affairs? Why canât you understand this?â
Mrs. Song spoke very earnestly and at length.
Zhuang Qinghe stared at Mrs. Song, choked: âI only have eyes for Brother Wencheng, even if someone else is rich, I wonât marry themâŚâ
âMother, can you go to Brother Wenchengâs house and propose marriage for me? Brother Wencheng will definitely agree, is that okay?â
âForget about it!â This time, Mrs. Song was truly angry.
Zhuang Ruman shared her heart with Zhuang Qingheâs considerations, but Zhuang Qinghe was resolutely set on Zhuang Wencheng. It was utterly infuriating!
What did Zhuang Wenchengâs family have? They were just ordinary farmers, Zhuang Wencheng was only an apprentice in a pharmacy, after all these years he hadnât achieved anything remarkable. What prospects could he have in the future?
If Zhuang Qinghe were to marry there, how could she live a good life?
Perhaps in the future, even Zhuang Yuanren would have to support such a useless brother-in-law.
Besides, Zhuang Wenchengâs mother was also a formidable figure. Mrs. Song had clashed with her in the past and didnât want to be related to her through marriage.
âMum, IâŚâ Zhuang Qinghe wiped away a tear.
âEnough. From now on, this matter is not to be mentioned again, especially in front of your father.â Mrs. Song completely lost patience and ordered, âHurry up, tidy up the dishes, and fetch a bucket of water!â
Zhuang Qinghe was very unhappy, but seeing Mrs. Song lose her temper to avoid suffering, she wiped away her tears, cleaned up the plates and went to fetch water.
Zhuang Yuanzhong watched from the side. When Zhuang Qinghe had finished her chore, he pulled her aside to talk.
âWhat do you want?â Zhuang Qinghe was growing to dislike Zhuang Yuanzhong more and was not friendly.
âSister, I want to help you.â Zhuang Yuanzhong smiled.
âHelp me with what?â Zhuang Qinghe widened her eyes.
Zhuang Ruman circled around the entrance of the street twice, then entered a courtyard.
In the courtyard, Zhuang Dali was burying some bean seeds he had received from Zhuang Jingye by the wall. After watering them, he separated the new bean seeds from the old ones using a bamboo strip. South was the new bean seeds, north were his own. In a few days, there would be results, and he would know what to do.
âBrother Dali.â Zhuang Ruman called out, smiling.
âItâs Ruman.â Zhuang Dali washed his hands and casually picked up a stool. âSit, would you like some tea?â
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âNo, not drinking.â Zhuang Ruman waved his hand, not daring to sit, only smiling widely. âBrother Dali, what are you busy with?â
âDidnât I just get some bean seeds from the village chief? I just planted them to see how they would turn out. If they were good, I might use them when itâs time to plant beans.â Zhuang Dali replied.
âBrother DaliâŚâ
Zhuang Ruman frowned, âSince youâre so interested in this, I hate to pour cold water on you, but autumn planting is closely related to a seasonâs harvest. After thinking about it, I still feel itâs good to remind you.â
âWhatâs the reminder?â Zhuang Dali was puzzled. He looked at Zhuang Ruman, then again at the spot where the beans were just planted. âYou mean these beans?â
âYes, thatâs it.â
Zhuang Ruman nodded: âI suspect these beans have some issues. Itâs better if your family doesnât plant them. Even if the village chief gives a high-sounding talk, just donât plant them.â
âWhy not?â Zhuang Dali frowned more severely, âIf the beans sprout well, doesnât that mean theyâre good and we can plant them? Why canât we plant them?â
âIâm going to tell you.â
Zhuang Ruman turned his eyes and said: âThe village chief talks well, but has he really tested these beans? Are they truly good? Right now, itâs uncertain. Itâs unreliable to hear him say these beans are good.â
âAs the saying goes, âno one would get up early without profit.â The village chief wants us to plant these new beans so eagerly, why is that? It must be the seed vendor who promised him some benefits. The village chief is eager to make silver, so he rushed to promote these beans, hoping we would all plant them, so he could earn a bit of profit.â
âThatâs unlikely. The village chiefâs family isnât lacking money, are they?â Zhuang Dali found it hard to believe: âThis variety of beans costs the same as usual, thereâs no profit to speak of. The village chiefâs family has enough to live on, donât need the money. If the beans arenât reliable and people would blame him for this bit of small change, that wouldnât be worth it.â
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