185: Chapter 57 Old Man Turns into a Spirit (Request for Monthly Tickets) _2 185: Chapter 57 Old Man Turns into a Spirit (Request for Monthly Tickets) _2 Old Xu started to tear up as he spoke, so he decided not to continue.
He fumbled for his wrinkled cigarette pack and, lighting one, started to smoke.
The three won in the room all looked teary-eyed, on the verge of breaking down.
For many years, propaganda equalizing n and won spread across the town and painted over its walls.
However, only when living in such a family, in such an environnt, could one truly understand the discrimination they face for not having a son in these tis.
The second daughter wasn’t unfamiliar with such situations.
Every market day, the streets would be jamd with vegetable sellers.
No matter how busy it got, other households always had a clear path to their doors.
The paths were just blocked in front of their house alone, and no amount of complaining seed to help.
Being a university graduate was considered extraordinary, but a female graduate was always considered inferior to a family with a son—even if that son was a fool or a mute.
Why else would Granny Dazui dare to introduce Old Xu’s prospective college graduate daughter to a semi-idiotic son of a Hot and Spicy Soup vendor?
And they carried such an air of superiority while doing so!
The neighboring market also rented stalls; their business was surely more profitable than selling goods from ho.
Their operations were more or less the sa, but they dared to accuse Old Xu’s family of disrupting the market with lower prices.
Why didn’t they confront the other shops in the street instead?
That’s the reality.
You either accept it or endure-it.
If you cannot bear it anymore, there are beams in every house for hanging, and there are rivers outside the town, you choose: hang or jump!
Indeed, people had committed suicide, unable to deal with the discrimination and tornt because their families didn’t have a son.
Old Xu smoked silently for a while, seeing his wife and daughters starting to wipe their tears, chuckled again: “What are you upset about?
That boy is a bit slow but he has grown up with us.
Apart from his epilepsy, there’s nothing seriously wrong with him.
He’s capable of making a lot of money, and he can dispel evil spirits.
He’s perfect to be my son-in-law!”
The three won were startled by this sudden shift in conversation.
The elder daughter, still under disbelief, asked: “He’s still young.
Seeing his relentless efforts, what if he treats Laosan poorly in the future?”
“The Yans have been blacksmiths for generations, they’re hardy and fair.
They won’t wrong us.
Besides, hasn’t Third Ni’er carried that fool around since they were kids?
As long as he’s willing to hand over his earnings to Third Ni’er, we won’t have to worry about her being treated unfairly,” Old Xu said, taking another puff from his cigarette.
“I reckon Granny Dazui’s family can’t eat their lunch in peace.
They’ll be looking for that boy soon.
If a son-in-law can get the Si brothers and Granny Dazui to listen, who would dare to block my door?”
Don’t underestimate people these days!
This old man has his own sches.
Granny Dazui’s family is in turmoil and probably can’t even eat.
Granny Dazui herself didn’t dare to find Yan Fei, so she sent her son to the cattle station during the lunch hour when there were fewer people around.
Her son had just returned ho after being expelled from the cattle station, chasing after Yan Fei with sweet talk.
In this old man’s words, Yan Fei has graduated from a “kid” to a “brat,” which could be seen as progress.
But it is hard to tell whether Yan Fei should cry or laugh if he finds out about it.
But it is probably more likely that he wouldn’t care.
As the three won in the room were still thinking about what Old Xu had just said, he continued: “Let Third Ni’er ask for the Bride Price money when she is engaged.
Let her see how much they can give.”
At these words, both daughters chuckled amidst their tears.
This old man had already figured out Laosan and that family — they would surely not give anything less, right?
Xu Xiaoyan’s mother was a bit slow to react.
After a brief pause, she finally understood and chided: “Old fool, are you thinking about swindling our own daughter?”
Old Xu heaves a long sigh: “If Third Ni’er can lead a comfortable life in the future, she would have turned her bitersweet past into happiness.
It wasn’t in vain that she has been feeding the boy with the candies she stole from our own house since childhood, and carried the brat around everywhere.
As people say, Old Yan’s foster daughter.
Heh!”
Hearing these words and seeing the bitter smile on Old Xu’s face, the light mood of the three won in the room darkened again.
Pity filled their hearts.
Old Xu suddenly threw away his extinguished cigarette, stomped his foot and said: “Don’t just sit here.
Soone should go to the front of the house and watch out.
Granny Dazui’s family should be here any minute now.
Tell them I’m not ho.
If they bring lesser items, throw them out, hmph!”
The won, flabbergasted by his acting, hesitated for a mont but decided not to question him any further.
Both daughters stood up and turned to leave.
“Oh yeah, if they bring a lot of gifts, tell Second Ni’er to inform the boy to move that monunt quickly.” As the two sisters were about to leave, they heard Old Xu instructing them from behind.
“Tell the boy to deliver a vat of alcohol for our spirits the day after tomorrow when the market opens.
He should deliver it himself.”
Seeing both daughters still gazing at him, he chuckled: “Don’t worry, we won’t take advantage of him this ti.
Just ordinary spirits, not the dicinal Wine.
We’ll pay for it.
I want to see who the hell will dare to block my door with rotten vegetable stalls, not letting this boy in…”
After finishing this sentence and seeing the stunned expressions on his daughters’ faces, he waved them off impatiently: “Be quick!
The people should be arriving soon!”
As soon as these words hit the air, a voice echoed from outside the store: “Is Uncle Xu ho?
I’m Liu Dafu, I’m here to see Uncle Xu…”
Upon hearing the voice, both won inside and outside the door watched Old Xu as if watching a deity.
They felt like they didn’t recognize the old man who often rambled on about silly things.
Granny Dazui’s husband’s surna was Liu, who was a bit of a pushover who had been browbeaten by Granny Dazui since the day they got married.
Even the na of his son was not chosen by him.
It was Granny Dazui herself who nad her son, hoping he would not be as weak as his father and would live a rich and noble life.
So, Granny Dazui nad him Dafu, which ans ‘great fortune’ for good luck.
In simple words, Granny Dazui’s son’s na was Liu Dafu.
After failing to find Yan Fei at the cattle station earlier, he ca seeking help from Old Xu’s family.
This cunning old Xu has been frustrated for a lifeti, this ti his predictions were all surprisingly accurate—he is almost like a god!
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