Travel to ancient times and become rich women with your bestie

Chapter 170 The man is dead, and I am the master of my own house

Go home and wake up the kids.

The two of them still told the children that Li Bangchun's family would be getting married with a new daughter-in-law soon, and if they wanted to go and see, the two of them would ask for leave for them.

"Mom, we won't go. The village chief said that persistence is the key to studying. You can't fish for three days and dry the net for two days. We have only studied for one day, and we can't delay any longer." Dashu rejected their proposal in a serious manner.

Seeing their eldest brother like this, the younger ones, who had been somewhat tempted, were too embarrassed to say they wanted to go. Their eyes were determined as if they were going to take the imperial examination.

This big tree just went to school for one day and it already has a lot of knowledge.

Well, it would be best if they were willing to learn, so the two of them said no more and just told them to come over for dinner with the village chief after school.

After the children left, the two men collected thirty cents each and put them in their pockets, then walked towards Li Bangchun's house with Mr. Jiang.

They took ten more coins because they felt that they had too many family members and it would be embarrassing to take twenty coins and bring the whole family to the banquet.

Mr. Jiang was also very curious about the wedding ceremony in this village. He had never seen villagers getting married, let alone in a village in the south.

"Aunt, how about I give you two taels of silver?"

The two were so frightened by his words that they staggered and almost fell flat on their faces.

Young master, you are too generous and inhumane. You gave someone a year's income as a gift. The two of them felt embarrassed when they touched the thirty cents in their pockets.

"You don't need so much. The village is not as good as the city. Twenty cents or so will be enough. In fact, even if you don't die, it's fine. How much can you two eat?"

"Twenty cents?!" Mr. Jiang's jaw dropped to the ground. "Aunt, are you sure it's twenty cents?"

"It's absolutely true. Why should we tease you?" The two of them laughed.

In fact, twenty cents is a high standard, but for Mr. Jiang, a few dozen cents may be like broken diamonds as celebrities say, which are worthless. To him, they are just broken copper coins.

"In fact, Mr. Jiang, you don't have to follow us so much. Just be like us."

It's not that they were afraid that Mr. Jiang couldn't afford the money, but they were mainly afraid that if they gave him two taels of silver at a time, they would have to invite Mr. Jiang to their wedding ceremonies in the future.

After all, I didn't have to pay him back for the gift money, and he was generous with his gifts, so I was simply the perfect guest.

"But I don't have twenty cents, Jiang Shui, do you have any? Consider it a loan from me, young master."

Well, so you gave two taels of silver because you had no copper coins. What an unexpected show of wealth.

Jiang Shui took out a purse from his waist and handed it to Mr. Jiang respectfully. Mr. Jiang counted out twenty coins from it and threw the purse back.

The two men noticed that Jiang Shui took back his purse, and pretended not to care, but in fact, while Mr. Jiang was counting the copper coins again, he also opened it and counted them quickly.

After making sure that there was no problem, she put the purse close to her waist again.

The two of them were watching the excitement on the side, and at this moment they felt empathy. Isn't this the same as the situation where the boss asks the employee to pay first, and the employee has to pay first, but is afraid that the boss will not reimburse.

The boss is always busy with other things and doesn't understand that workers work for a few small coins.

After the two of them confirmed that everything was correct, the four of them continued to walk towards Li Bangchun's house.

Before I even got there, I could already hear the bustling sounds. It seemed that there were a lot of people here today.

When you turn the corner, it's even more lively. Not only is the yard full of people, but there are also many people standing in the open space outside.

It was around two o'clock in the afternoon. The ceremony had not yet started, and the food was almost ready, so everyone was chatting.

There was a table at the entrance of the yard, and a slightly older man was registering people who came to hang gifts.

The two had no memory of this person, so they thought he might be a relative of theirs.

Thinking about it all the time with the money in his pocket, Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin called Mr. Jiang, and the three of them surrounded him and hung up the gift first.

There were quite a few people hanging gifts in the front, some were hanging a bag of red dates, some were hanging a basket of eggs, some were hanging a few feet of cloth...all kinds of things, everything you could think of, but for a while no one was hanging money.

The two of them stretched their necks and took a quick look at the gift list. They half-guessed and roughly understood the words on it. On that page, only one family gave twelve cents, so they must have a good relationship.

When it was their turn, Zheng Yuan handed over the money first and gave her name: "Zheng Baozhu."

"Which one?" The old man at the registration desk looked up in confusion.

Zheng Yuan had a puzzled look on her face. Didn't she already say Zheng Baozhu? She thought the old man was too old to hear clearly, so she raised her voice and said it again.

"Zheng Baozhu's house!"

"I mean, who is your man? How can you write a woman's name in this gift book!" The old man was still a little angry.

Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin were completely confused. What? I can't use my own name on the money I earned through hard work? I have to use the name of a dead person.

No, let me ask, does one cent out of these thirty cents have anything to do with those two dead guys?

"My husband is dead, and now we are the masters of the family, so we wrote our names."

"Even if he died, you still have to write his husband's name. What's the point of writing a woman's name? Will they know it was you who killed him? This is the first time I've seen women in your old Huaiqing being so unfaithful to their husbands in all these years."

Oh my goodness, I met another weird husband.

Both of them rolled their eyes to the sky.

This is really like a knife stabbing your butt and opening your eyes.

Although they knew this was a characteristic of this era, they were still quite angry. They kept calling each other "women". "Women are eating your rice."

You're just getting married, not selling yourself into a slave. Do you think you don't even deserve to have your own name?

The two of them didn't want to give in, and they were in a stalemate for a while. If it wasn't for the fact that today was someone else's big day and they didn't want to cause trouble, they would have already pointed at the old man's nose and scolded him.

Some people around were attracted by the noise they were seeing and looked over.

Many families had people working in their factory, and even those who didn't work sold walnuts. They made money from them, so they didn't dare to offend the two, so many people went to persuade the old man.

They said their husbands had died a long time ago, and now they only recognize the two of them, and they are the ones who are in charge of the family.

Sister Li arrived early and was eating melon seeds and gossiping with a group of village women. When she heard the noise, she noticed them coming and left her gossiping friends behind to squeeze in beside the two.

"What's going on? This is?"

Sister Li stuffed a handful of melon seeds from her pocket into each of their pockets and asked curiously.

Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin looked at the extra melon seeds in their hands, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and roughly told Sister Li what had happened.

"Don't pay attention to him. This old man is so arrogant just because he has studied for a few years and can register gift books for others." Sister Li turned her head and rolled her eyes quietly.

At this moment, Zhao also came out. Seeing the commotion here, she came over to ask what was going on.

After knowing the whole story, she went to talk to the old man for a few more words, and the old man picked up the pen reluctantly.

"Come and register!"

Zhao also grinned at the two men embarrassedly, and the two men also smiled at her. It was someone else's happy day, so they didn't want to bother with this old man.

"Zheng Baozhu's family, thirty cents!" Zheng Yuan shouted loudly, and she admitted that she did it on purpose.

You old man, you didn't register just now. This is the biggest gift money you can get today. And this is earned by us women!

Wow! Thirty cents?

Now almost everyone heard it and gathered around.