The Country Maiden: Fields and Leisure
Chapter 643 - 641 Can’t Change It Anymore

Chapter 643: Chapter 641 Can’t Change It Anymore

Old Granny Zhang now treats Song Chongjin as her own son, caring for him even better than for her biological children, so naturally, she wouldn’t be polite with him.

Moreover, although Yongzhu’s wedding ceremony was rushed and she had to be married in a hostel, which was different from having a wedding at her own home.

Song Chongjin, this child, has shown such thoughtfulness that even in such a rush, it was clear he wanted to do his best. What more could she say?

She agreed quite readily.

Only then did Song Chongjin leave with his mind at ease.

As soon as Song Chongjin left, Old Granny Zhang called her two sons and urged them to go to the coffin shop to order coffins.

Meanwhile, she busily packed her luggage. Fortunately, she hadn’t felt comfortable leaving all her silver coins at home and had brought them with her.

As Song Chongjin had prepared the bridal room and even the wedding dress for her own daughter, it was only natural that her family should not fall short.

Counting her silver notes, she ran to ask Xiao Erge to help purchase red cloth and red paper, rouge and face powder, as well as new clothes for the whole family to wear.

On such a joyous occasion, everyone naturally had to dress in a more festive manner.

There wasn’t time for custom-made clothes, so they had to spend money at a ready-made clothing store.

The robes and jackets for winter required extra cotton padding, which was not cheap. Old Granny Zhang would not usually be willing to spend this money.

Today, she spared no expense for her daughter’s wedding, and the entire family changed into new clothes.

Especially for Wang Laozhu, an extra set was prepared in advance.

Once Xiao Erge helped buy everything, Old Granny Zhang, together with Jinhoo and Wang Yongzhu, stayed in Wang Laozhu’s room to watch over him while keeping busy.

By the time Wang Yonggui and his brothers returned to the hostel, the small courtyard had undergone a complete transformation.

The door was adorned with red cloth knots, and several "happiness" characters were posted on the door and windows, instantly adding a festive atmosphere to the yard.

The shopkeeper of the hostel, having heard that the bride would be leaving from there, specially instructed Xiao Erge to get two big red lanterns from the storeroom and hang them at the entrance of the courtyard.

The two plum trees in the yard were also wrapped with red cloth strips.

Wang Laozhu barely regained consciousness in the morning, and didn’t wake up again until the afternoon. After drinking half a bowl of rice soup, he took out a pill that the doctor had given him and swallowed it, then leaned against the wall and closed his eyes to rest for a while.

He then allowed his sons to help him change into a brand-new cotton-padded jacket, a change which added some color to his face and made him look less frail.

Seeing that it was about time, Old Granny Zhang hurriedly urged everyone to change into their new clothes.

She didn’t feel at ease about Wang Yongzhu and busily went into the room to check on her.

Wang Yongzhu had already changed into a big red bridal gown and was drawing her eyebrows in front of the mirror.

Xiao Erge had bought rouge and face powder from somewhere, which was much better than the ones available in town.

Without a full-time makeup artist for the day, Wang Yongzhu drew her eyebrows herself, applied a light layer of powder, and finally, put on some lip color. She looked completely different from any other day.

Her eyebrows elegant as distant mountains, her eyes as serene as lake waters.

The corners of her eyes and brows expressed a steady calm, showing neither joy nor sadness.

Old Granny Zhang’s heart ached as she watched. She picked up a comb and carefully helped Wang Yongzhu with her hair. "My dear girl, you have suffered—"

Wang Yongzhu was absent-mindedly applying makeup to herself, while listening to the live broadcast by Xiao Tiantian.

She and Song Chongjin had hidden themselves yesterday, causing Wang Yongan not to find them.

By today, Wang Yongan hadn’t come knocking again, which probably meant he had found a solution.

As the bride, Wang Yongzhu, having finished lunch, was not allowed to leave the house, and out of sheer boredom, she had summoned Xiao Tiantian to chat.

She casually expressed her sentiments, and Xiao Tiantian, feeling bored himself and not daring to upgrade, faced torture every day watching such a large sum of Points that couldn’t be spent—such agony for a System.

Hearing the host’s musings, as a System that believed in reciprocating kindness like tossing a peach in return for a plum, naturally it wanted to fulfill the host’s small wish and incidentally consume some of the host’s Points.

It offered to provide a scanning and broadcasting service that was both high quality and low price.

Not for 98 Points, not even for 88 Points, but for just 8 Points, you could get location broadcasting!

Wang Yongzhu looked at her abundance of Points, which she couldn’t spend or exchange regardless, and simply nodded her head.

As the Points were deducted, Xiao Tiantian’s voice grew more animated.

"Host, the scanning direction has been confirmed, Wang Yongan’s home—"

Wang Yongan’s home.

It was also bustling with hectic activity early in the morning.

Father and Mother Qian never expected that after one night’s sleep, the sky would change. Wasn’t it said that the little girl from the Wang Family was to be sent to become the concubine of the County Magistrate? How did it turn out to be their own granddaughter in just one night?

Father and Mother Qian exchanged glances, then looked at Lady Qian, whose eyes were circled with darkness and filled with bloodshot veins, appearing haggard and aged after just one night.

Mother Qian immediately felt distressed: "What has happened? Wasn’t it supposed to be your little aunt? How did it become our Jinchai? Isn’t it just because they couldn’t find the person? Let’s go look again today—"

Lady Qian shook her head silently.

Father Qian quietly asked, glancing at the tightly closed room door, "Has the son-in-law decided? It can’t be changed?"

Lady Qian nodded, tears sliding down her pale cheeks as she choked up, "The Official has gone to hire the sedan chair, any moment now Jinchai will be sent over—"

Father Qian became anxious, "How can this be acceptable? Our Jinchai is still a child, blossoming with talent; couldn’t she become the main wife in the future? Must she be sent to serve as a concubine? Even if it is to the County Magistrate, he is not a match!"

Lady Qian, shaking her head and weeping, said, "What else can we do? If we don’t send Jinchai over, our entire family, old and young, I fear we won’t make it through."

Upon hearing Lady Qian’s words, Mother Qian, who was initially angry, hurriedly restrained her expression, "Then we can’t afford to offend the County Magistrate! There’s an old saying, ’Better to be a concubine of a rich man than the wife of a poor man.’ Our Jinchai, with her looks and personality, will she really marry some country bumpkin in the future?"

"Besides, being with the County Magistrate means enjoying prosperity. Otherwise, if the son-in-law encounters trouble, what, shall our entire family go drink the winds of the Northwest? It’s better to marry her off to the County Magistrate! Like the old saying goes, only an older man will cherish a woman. You all..."

Old Granny Qian rattled on in front of her.

When Lady Qian heard those words about how a much older husband was better suited for a young wife and that it should have been this way all along, she wanted to get angry but didn’t quite know where to direct her anger at the moment?

After stamping her feet and pounding on the door for a long time, Jinchai finally stepped out.

Lady Qian followed sheepishly behind and also saw Jinchai sitting in front of her dressing table.

The table was adorned with rouge, face powder, and various kinds of jewelry.

Jinchai was dressed in a light pink jacket, after all, she was going to be a concubine; they called it the second room, but it was just a euphemism, in essence, there was no difference.