Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 117 Looking at each other

After thinking for several days, even Song Dazhuang urged him to come up with a name.

"Haoweiji?" Grandpa Song pondered, repeated it several times, and found that it was not bad.

"Hao Wei Ji, it's easy to remember, so let's call it Hao Wei Ji."

Thus, the Song family's first trademark was decided. Song Dazhuang hurried to the potter's house to tell him the name, and also attached the trademark that Song Chunlin had created using Meituan Xiuxiu.

The first time the tiler saw A4 printing paper, he looked at the snow-white paper and didn't dare to reach out to take it, for fear of dirtying the white paper.

After Song Dazhuang left, the potter looked at the paper over and over again, marveling at its whiteness and fineness. There was no ink seepage on it at all. Even the palace didn't have such good paper. He didn't know where the Song family got it from.

Uncle Wang came to the neighboring village as promised. Most of the people in this village are surnamed Zhou. Aunt Wang's nephew is named Zhou Ning. He is only fifteen years old this year. If his parents were still alive, they would have arranged a husband for him long ago.

Zhou Ning has been worried about his marriage recently. His two uncles have been trying to match him up with the Feng family in the town, and they praised the young master of the Feng family to the skies, saying that he was well-read and handsome. They also said that the Feng family ran a grocery store and a grain and oil store, and that they were very rich. If he married into the family, he would definitely be able to enjoy a comfortable life.

Zhou Ning had no expectations for the Feng family from the beginning. If the Feng family was really so good, why didn't his uncle let his cousin marry into the family? His cousin was only half a year older than him. He didn't believe that his uncle would be willing to give up such a good marriage to him.

Therefore, he secretly asked someone to inquire about it. The person said with a strange look on his face that the young master of the Feng family had indeed been to school and was very handsome. His family did run two shops, and they were bigger than what his uncle and others said.

Zhou Ning became even more confused after getting this information.

"If he is so good, how could my uncle introduce him to me?"

People in the same village all knew what Zhou Ning's two uncles had done, and those who inquired about the news also felt that there must be something fishy about this marriage.

"Given the personalities of your two uncles, they are so ruthless. Could it be that they have received other benefits from this?"

Zhou Ning remained silent. It was indeed possible, but he didn't know the details of the Feng family. He had been feeling uneasy lately, fearing that something else might happen.

Uncle Wang happened to come at this time, and Zhou Ning was a little surprised after opening the door.

"Sixth uncle, why are you here? Come in." Zhou Ning welcomed the man in and left the gate open.

Uncle Wang did not come empty-handed, but poured out some potatoes from the basket on his back. These potatoes were not of very good quality, so Song Qin took the initiative to distribute some to the aunts who came to work. Aunt Wang was reluctant to eat them all, so she simply asked Uncle Wang to take some over this time.

"Sixth Uncle, what is this? It's round and plump. Could it be the potato they were talking about?"

Uncle Wang smiled and said, "That's right. This is what your aunt gave you when she worked for the master's family. You haven't eaten this yet, have you?"

It was also the first time that Zhou Ning saw potatoes. Few people in their village were willing to grow them, and most people were still waiting and watching. Therefore, he subconsciously thought that these were valuable things, and hurriedly stuffed the potatoes into Uncle Wang's basket.

"Sixth Uncle, these things are too valuable. I can't take them. Take them back and give them to my cousins."

Uncle Wang stopped him and poured out all the potatoes.

"What's given to you is yours. We plan to grow this next year. It has a high yield. Maybe in two years it will be as common as wheat and rice. Don't save it. Eat it when you need it. Don't eat potatoes if they sprout. They are poisonous."

"What? It's poisonous?" Zhou Ning was shocked to hear that potatoes were poisonous.

Uncle Wang tried to comfort him: "Don't be afraid, only the sprouted ones are poisonous. If they don't sprout, you can eat them."

Uncle Wang explained it to him, and Zhou Ning finally felt relieved.

"Sixth Uncle, you came here today not only to bring me potatoes, right? But is there anything my aunt can do for you?"

Uncle Wang took a look at Zhou Ning. Due to years of not having enough food, Zhou Ning was very thin and had dry and yellow hair, but his facial features were delicate and his eyes were clear. If he took good care of himself, he would surely be prettier than the girls and boys from his two uncles' families.

"Then I'll get straight to the point. Ning Ge'er, you're fifteen now. Do you have someone you like?"

Uncle Wang asked bluntly, and Zhou Ning blushed with shame, but still lowered his head and whispered: "Of course not."

"That's good. Your aunt has taken a liking to a family, the Song family, who just moved to our village two years ago. Song Dalang, these potatoes I gave you are from their family."

When Zhou Ning first heard that Uncle Wang had taken a fancy to a family, his heart sank, thinking that he was invited by his uncle and his friends to act as a lobbyist. Unexpectedly, he changed the subject and said that he was not talking about the Feng family in the town, but the Song family in their village.

"As for the Song family, I have heard a little about it." The Song family has been famous for growing sweet potatoes and potatoes in the past two years. It is said that even the emperor gave them some face. But a few days ago, perhaps because of jealousy, not only did someone steal all the newly harvested sweet potatoes, but also burned down the Song family's property.

As the saying goes, good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels a thousand miles. The fire in the Song family had spread to the surrounding villages, and many people were gloating, saying that the Song family was in great misfortune and might never recover from it.

Uncle Wang saw his nephew's embarrassed expression and thought that he had also believed those rumors, so he explained: "Although the Song family's house was burned down, they are now building a new house. Your aunt also said that the Song family is planning to build a workshop. I don't know what it is for, but it is a way to make a living, right? Besides, the eldest son of the Song family is also a handsome man. He went to school to study and learn principles. He is also diligent and down-to-earth when working at home. He is sixteen this year, one year older than you. The two of you are of the right age. If you are interested, take some time to visit your aunt and I will ask him to help you get together."

After all, this is my lifelong event, and my aunt and uncle are different from the two uncles. They are people who really care about me. If they all say it's good, then it must be good.

Zhou Ning bit his lip and said with some shame: "I'm afraid their family doesn't look down on my family background..."

Uncle Wang had never thought about this problem. His own child was naturally good in every way. The Song family was not a snobbish family that would make things difficult for Zhou Ning because of his family background.

But human hearts are hard to predict, so Uncle Wang didn’t dare to gamble and instead thought about other things.

"By the way, your two uncles haven't come to trouble you recently, have they?"

Zhou Ning frowned slightly: "There is no trouble, but there is one thing that I find very puzzling."

Zhou Ning told Uncle Wang everything about the Feng family, and after listening he also felt that something was not right.

"Ning, keep them waiting for now. If the Feng family is as good as your two uncles say, they will not give you this marriage. Wait, I will go to the town to find out for you before making a decision."

"That's all we have to do."

When Uncle Wang was rushing back, Aunt Wang happened to meet Song Chunsheng who was alone. He came back to get some things.

Aunt Wang chased out and called out to Song Chunsheng.

"Chunsheng, don't leave yet. Auntie has something to ask you."

Song Chunsheng stood up obediently: "Aunt, if you have anything to say, feel free to say it."

"Oh, it's nothing actually. Chunsheng, you haven't got married yet, right? Do you have a girl or boy you like?"

Song Chunsheng didn't expect that she would ask this. The young man was so embarrassed that his face turned red and he stammered that he said no.

When Aunt Wang heard that this was a good idea, she lowered her voice and said mysteriously, "There is a boy in my family, he is handsome and hardworking, and he is from this family. His parents died early, leaving him alone. I want to ask you if you mind his background. If you don't mind, can I help you two get together?"

Song Chunsheng was stunned. Normally, people would just joke around with him, but now they were asking him in front of him if he wanted to date. This question was beyond the scope of the syllabus and he didn't know the answer.

Aunt Wang saw his embarrassment, so she smiled and patted his shoulder: "When you live together, you have to find someone who suits your taste and your heart. I've asked your mother about it. Your wife has to be someone you really like. What others say doesn't count. Don't be afraid. I just want you two to meet. Whether you get along well or not is your business. How about it, okay?"

Song Chunsheng's face was completely red. Perhaps Aunt Wang's words touched him. He nodded slightly. Aunt Wang saw that he must have agreed. She said that a 17 or 18-year-old boy would not want a wife. She immediately patted her chest and promised Song Chunsheng:

"Don't worry, Auntie won't cheat you. My nephew is indeed a hardworking and capable person. He is in charge of everything at home and outside. If it weren't for his rough life, people from all over the country would be vying for him."

Song Chunsheng no longer knew what she said next, and he felt dizzy as he walked back to the construction site.

As a person who had experienced this, Song Dazhuang could tell at a glance that his son's condition was different. He laughed, put his hand on his son's shoulder and asked him if he was thinking about love.

The heat on Song Chunsheng's face, which had just subsided, suddenly rose again, and his whole face turned as red as a monkey's butt.

Song Dazhuang thought to himself, oh my, this actually came true for me.

On the other hand, Aunt Wang also told Song Qin about this matter.

"My nephew has a bad family background, but he is a very good person. Aunt Song, if you are willing, please let the two children meet. Whether it will be successful or not, we have to wait until they meet to see each other."

Song Qin was a little embarrassed at first, but unexpectedly, Song Chunsheng also relented. She thought that it would be better for the children to decide for themselves. After all, it was their own life-long event. Parents could keep an eye on it, but they must not interfere too much.

After getting the reply from the mother and son, Aunt Wang was smiling all the way home. Uncle Wang also came back at this time. He told Aunt Wang that Ning Ge'er was also willing to meet her. So she knew in her heart that the time and place were right for this matter, and the only thing left was the last step: the harmony of people.

Uncle Wang also brought the news that the Feng family wanted to marry Zhou Ning. After hearing the Feng family's conditions, Aunt Wang also felt that there must be something fishy about this matter.

"You must inquire carefully tomorrow. If you really don't, let's go and ask a few more times. I don't believe that the Feng family is really a good place to go."

In the evening, Song Dazhuang teased Song Chunsheng about this matter: "Our Chunsheng has grown up so fast and is now married. But this kid was daydreaming the whole afternoon. I thought he was sick."

Song Chunsheng's ears were red as if they were about to bleed. He buried his head in eating his food and dared not say a word.

The two little guys asked Song Dazhuang curiously: "Brother's face is so red, what's wrong with him?"

Song Dazhuang chuckled: "Your eldest brother is thinking about your eldest sister-in-law."

Song Chunsheng finally couldn't help but speak out: "Dad, this hasn't even started yet. Besides, I... I'm just seeing each other, it hasn't come to that stage yet, how can I be your sister-in-law?"

Song A-mo also slapped Song Da-zhuang: "Don't talk nonsense anymore, you are leading the two little ones astray. I will make you pay!"

Song Dazhuang smiled awkwardly: "Hehe, what I said is not wrong. Chunsheng is indeed old enough to get married."

Grandpa Song sighed and said, "How much money do we have left after we finish building this house? It is our family's top priority to marry Chunsheng. It doesn't matter who the other party is. The main thing is whether we have enough money for the betrothal gifts and wedding banquets."

As soon as this word came out, the audience was silent.

They really had forgotten about this, but Song Dazhuang was not as worried as Grandpa Song.

"Dad, don't worry. We're going to set up a stall to sell jam during the New Year. Last year, we sold more than a hundred taels of silver. This year, we've stocked up in advance, so we're sure to make a lot more money than last year."

Song Chunlin also raised his hand quickly: "Grandpa, don't worry. I have a lot of good things in my space. There is a big box of gold and silver jewelry. I promised to give it to my brother as a betrothal gift. I will never let our Song family neglect the future sister-in-law in this matter."

Song A-mo was not only concerned about money, he was more worried about the other party's family background and character.

"Aunt Wang is a straightforward person, so I don't think she would dare to cheat us. But marriage is not a joke, and the most important thing is that the two of them like each other."

"Yeah, that's what little daddy said."

Song Qin held her waist and told Song Chunsheng: "Since Aunt Wang said she wants to show you her face, you should look carefully. Don't be shy. It is said that marrying a virtuous wife will bring less trouble to the husband. This is your lifelong matter, so you must look carefully."

At night, when the whole family was asleep, Song Chunlin silently drew out a wisp of his mental energy and wandered aimlessly in the neighboring village, hoping that he would be lucky enough to find the future sister-in-law that Aunt Wang mentioned.

However, he was not familiar with the village, and after going around in circles for several times, he finally found out where Zhou Ning's home was from someone.

Looking at the tattered wooden door in front of him, Song Chunlin finally understood what Aunt Wang meant by the bad background. This was not a bad background at all, it was obviously that the family was penniless!