Chapter 797 Wang Fu
After returning to the capital, Jiang Qingzhi lived in Xin'an Lane. Except for a few special visitors, all other visitors were left to Xu Wei and others to receive.
Xu Wei made an excuse to go out early in the morning and left the task of entertaining the guests to Hu Zongxian. Hu Zongxian was so angry that he stamped his feet... He had originally wanted to take his family out for a trip while the weather was good, but now his plans were ruined.
After a while, the cold wind will blow away your soul, and traveling...that's your soul leaving your body.
Xu Wei slowly walked out of Xin'an Lane and walked slowly all the way.
Pedestrians may be walking in a hurry or leisurely, each person has a different look, and each person has his or her own story behind him or her...
A businessman was arguing with a customer and was about to fight with his sleeves rolled up. Xu Wei came over with great interest and shouted from outside: "Get him! Get him!"
The woman in front turned around and said with disdain: "How can you be so kind?"
Xu Wei laughed, "You're not feeling well?"
The woman said, "That's my man."
"Men care about their reputation the most. If your man gets punched and doesn't fight back, he will definitely feel unhappy. If a man feels unhappy, he will take it out on a woman..."
The next moment, the woman rushed out.
Husband and wife team up for doubles.
It wasn't long before the three of them were persuaded to stop.
The customer walked out, pulling his wife along. He wiped the blood from his nose and looked at her with deep affection in his eyes.
"I always thought you were a quiet person who had never resorted to violence. Why are you so…"
"I...I just couldn't help myself when I saw my husband suffer."
The man looked at his wife and whispered, "The concubine that man mentioned... reject her!"
The woman was startled and overjoyed.
She looked back and saw only a swaying figure holding a wine gourd in his hand, occasionally looking up to take a sip.
There are fewer and fewer vegetables at this time of year, and the only things we can eat are meat and soy products.
Yang Zhaodi's business is good. She wields a butcher knife vigorously early in the morning and chops the ribs into even small pieces in a few strokes, which are almost indistinguishable from each other.
After taking the copper coin, a woman said, "Give me a heart and lungs."
Yang Zhaodi took a look at the person and saw that she was wearing shabby clothes. She knew that she was short of money, so she quietly lowered the scale and calculated less.
The woman lowered her head and said, "I have one at home..."
"In fact, the heart and lungs are a good thing." There was another person beside Yang Zhaodi, who skillfully tied the heart and lungs with straw ropes and said, "Wash the heart and lungs several times, add some soy sauce to apply and dry them in the sun, or stir-fry or stew them. The taste... and the heart and lungs are also very nutritious. Like cures like, right? This person eats more heart and lungs, which is very beneficial to the body..."
The woman's face lit up, "Yes! I'll try it later. If it's good, I'll buy it here from now on."
"I studied medicine, so I can't be wrong."
The woman's face was saved and she left happily.
Yang Zhaodi smoothed her long hair and asked, "When did you come back?"
"Yesterday." At this time, a customer pointed to a piece of pork belly and said he wanted a pound.
Xu Wei took the butcher knife from Yang Zhaodi, looked up and asked, "There's not much good meat like this, and it's cold now, so we can keep it. Don't you want more? Look, it's four fingers thick with fat, and it's full of oil. It's the favorite of the kid at home..."
"Then, give me two pounds."
"Good Le!"
Xu Wei quickly cut the pork belly into pieces and weighed it. "Two catties...very good."
Yang Zhaodi took out the breakfast she brought from home, sat down and ate slowly.
"When the weather is cold, you should make a pot of big bone soup. Add some dried vegetables and tofu, cook a big pot and eat it with the whole family gathered around, while it's hot. That's the fun." Xu Wei was trying to trick people into buying big bones again.
The old man at the next stall winked at Yang Zhaodi and whispered, "This one is rare!"
Yang Zhaodi remained silent.
She is not a fool, nor is she the kind of woman who likes to keep people in suspense.
Her first impression of Xu Wei was that he was frivolous and a playboy.
His clothes were disheveled and stained, and he looked like he was smiling but not smiling, with a disdainful attitude, as if no one in the world could catch his eye.
How could such a person be mediocre and simple?
Yang Zhaodi thought that she and Xu Wei would never have any contact in the future, but she didn't expect that this man would be so persistent.
Once or twice, Yang Zhaodi felt that Xu Wei was just looking for something new.
As time went by, especially when Xu Wei, regardless of his status, actually helped her sell body, Yang Zhaodi was secretly moved.
At first, Yang Zhaodi thought that Xu Wei was the manager of the lord of Xin'an Lane.
Your Majesty's cousin, a close minister, a great figure of the Mohist school... a famous general of the Ming Dynasty, Jiang Qingzhi was more famous than Prince Yu, and even the women in the market knew him by heart.
If the steward of the Bo's Mansion wants to get married, he only needs to ask, and there will be many women from good families who are willing to marry him.
Once we establish a relationship with the Bo family, our family will have an extra supporter. Who wouldn't want that?
Therefore, Yang Zhaodi thought it was funny and even thought she was overthinking. It was not until later that she found out that the fat white man who looked like a playboy was actually an aide to Long Weber.
That's even less likely.
She calmed down and the waves in her heart gradually subsided.
In that case, Xu Wei shouldn’t come, right?
Xu Wei disappeared a while ago.
Just as Jiang Qingzhi went out to fight, this guy disappeared.
Yang Zhaodi thought this was a good thing, but whenever she had free time, she always felt a little confused, as if something was missing in her life.
She refused to admit that she missed the man and pretended to be indifferent. The old man at the stall next door saw her thoughts and advised her to let go of those worries and just let fate take its course.
——This is the fate that God has given you. If you don't accept it, it's against God. Girl! Is it possible for a human to go against God? What God has given you, whether it's good or bad, you just accept it. Even if he despises you in the future, you have enjoyed it, right?
Yang Zhaodi was confused and actually felt a little regretful.
Maybe I should accept all this?
But she thought about her own family situation.
Her old father is unable to move around easily, her mother is at home taking care of him, and she is out there working to earn money to support the family...
If I get married, what will my parents do?
In this era, families with only one daughter are almost synonymous with the disadvantaged group.
People have the instinct to bully the weak and fear the strong, and many people like to show their strength by bullying those who are weaker than themselves.
Therefore, since she was little, Yang Zhaodi has regarded herself as a man. When neighbors come to make trouble, she takes the lead. When someone comes to her house to take advantage, she rushes out with a kitchen knife and chops without thinking...
Either I die or you die!
It was with this reckless spirit that she protected this family.
People say that an adopted daughter is not as good as a son, so she wanted to show the world that she, a woman, could also support the family.
But what about parents?
Women have to get married eventually!
When she reached the age of marriage, matchmakers started coming to her house, and most of the men they mentioned were not of good condition.
The parents were not happy, and the matchmaker sighed, "Old brothers and sisters! Don't you look at your own family? Marry a wife, feed and clothe yourself, and it's just one person who has to feed and clothe you, right? But you married Zhaodi... Can the son-in-law just sit and watch when you two get old? This means you marry one and take care of two. Most people would never be willing to do that."
Her parents felt guilty, but not long after, her mother found her quietly and said that someone was willing to come to their house.
To live with the wife's family is to become a son-in-law.
A son-in-law has no status and is just a dog of the woman's family... This is the current evaluation of son-in-law in the market.
Yang Zhaodi was also tempted, so she quietly went to inquire about the man's situation.
——He was addicted to gambling and lost all his family property. His parents were so angry that they died, and all that was left was a few shabby huts.
Yang Zhaodi looked at the man. Her eyes were shifty and she habitually looked at the man's waist...where there was a purse.
Yang Zhaodi felt very disappointed.
When she got home, she told her mother about it. Her mother sighed, "But you...you have to have someone!"
My mother means that it would be best if he could be a son-in-law.
In addition, there is another meaning: Zhaodi! This is the way our family is, don't be picky.
Yang Zhaodi refused to accept the suggestion and argued for a while. Her mother got angry and said, "If you had given birth to a son, you wouldn't be like this today..."
If I had a son, why would it be so difficult?
Yang Zhaodi was silent for a long time. From then on, she spoke less and less at home, got up earlier and earlier, and came home later and later.
Originally, half a pig was sold a day, but gradually, more than half a pig could be sold a day, or even a whole pig.
She stopped arguing and only had one thought: my parents gave birth to me and raised me, so I should repay them. I should support them.
Until their death.
It is this belief that has supported Yang Zhaodi to where she is today.
My heart is like stagnant water.
The appearance of Xu Wei was like a stone thrown into the water, breaking the silence of the stagnant water.
Once, twice, many times... the stagnant water begins to ripple.
"What are you looking at?" There were no customers at the moment, so Xu Wei put down his butcher knife, squatted down, and rubbed his hands. "You should also get a baking basket, which can not only keep you warm, but also heat up food and water. I'll get one for you later, don't refuse..."
"You..." Yang Zhaodi looked at Xu Wei and hesitated for a moment, "Don't you dislike me?"
Xu Wei was startled, and looked up at the woman, "I am an ominous person."
Jiang Qingzhi often said that Xu Wei was a poisonous tongue, and that if this guy wanted to fool someone, he would definitely deceive the other person so that he would sell them out without them knowing it and help him count the money.
Yang Zhaodi was silent. She felt that she was even more ominous. Her parents had said casually that if the first child was a daughter, there would be no chance of having a son.
In other words, she got rid of her parents' son.
How ominous this is.
She completely gave up on herself, in fact, she just wanted to repay her parents for giving birth to her.
I lost your son, so I will spend my whole life paying you back.
"My father died early, my mother was a concubine and was expelled, and my stepmother passed away next..."
In Xu Wei's words, he was a person doomed to fail.
"...Although my brother treated me... at least he paid for my education, so I don't hate him." Xu Wei looked at the strong-looking female butcher and said softly, "My uncle once said that two negatives equal a positive. Two unlucky people together... will bring good luck and fortune. Good luck!"
“Does two negatives equal a positive?”
"It's just that bad times can bring good times." Xu Wei struck while the iron was hot. "If a person has been unlucky all the time, it's God's blessing. But look at me, now I'm like... a salted fish turning over a new leaf, right?"
"I……"
"It is fate that we met. It is a fate given by God. If you don't take what God gives you, you will suffer the consequences!" Xu Wei said, "Don't say anything ominous. I can tell from the moment I see you..."
"What do you feel?" Yang Zhaodi touched her rough face and felt a little hot.
"Lucky husband!"
(End of this chapter)
