Chapter 94: Chapter 93: Better to Marry a Little Wife Who Brings Prosperity
The matter of "thieves in the house" is considered wrapped up here.
Song Wei didn’t confront the Zhou Brothers directly but, through the eyes of the three village chiefs, clarified that the rumors about Mrs. Lu leaving a chest of gold and silver jewels for Wen Wan were completely unfounded. What Mrs. Lu left behind was just an antique that looked like a bronze mirror but wasn’t, which was almost stolen.
Now, anyone who dares to talk about Wen Wan’s dowry again will be put down by these three, and those little troublemakers won’t be able to make any fuss.
Also, using Village Chief Zhou’s hand, the entire Zhou family from Mrs. Zhou’s side was dealt with.
Being expelled from the clan is like being a stray dog; no matter where this family goes in the future, they will carry a stigma and are bound to be criticized.
It was the first time Village Chief Zhou experienced Song Wei’s tactics. Thinking back to when they first came in, Granny Song had already prepared a bucket of manure, clearly premeditated, with a trap waiting for the Zhou Brothers to fall into!
Glancing at the disheveled Zhou Brothers, Village Chief Zhou suddenly felt a chill down his spine. He said, "You two, hurry up, tidy yourselves and come back with me!"
The Zhou Brothers were relieved as if pardoned and were about to follow the chief home.
"Hey, you two, wait up!"
As soon as Granny Song spoke, the two stumbled in fear.
"You turned my courtyard into a stinky mess, and you think you can just leave? Come back! Go to the river and fetch water to wash the courtyard, and mix up some lime to whitewash my wall too."
After speaking, a yoke was thrown over.
Zhou Da caught it and mumbled, "Doesn’t your household have a well? Why insist on fetching from the river? It’s late at night..."
Granny Song knew these two bastards would dare to talk back, but for every word they said, she had ten ready, "What about late at night? You came here to jump in my manure pit and steal, and I can’t order you around? You dare to act up after thieving, I think you haven’t had enough manure water!"
Zhou Da looked at Village Chief Zhou, his eyes signaling for help.
Village Chief Zhou was almost exploding with anger at them, so how could he rescue them? He snorted coldly, "You messed up, so hurry and fetch water to clean the courtyard and apologize. Do you really want to go to the government office for a beating and jail time?"
The two brothers, hearing this, dared not delay and split up, one mixing the lime and the other fetching water from the river.
The three village chiefs left shortly after.
Only then did Wen Wan open the door and come out to heat a big pot of water for a bath.
Song Fang, having been smoked out during the day, followed her father to Aunt Xie’s house and didn’t come back all night. Without sleep, Granny Song sat with her legs crossed on a stool at the door, with two pieces of scallion in her nostrils, directing those two like tops spinning around.
Inside, serving Song Wei’s bath, Wen Wan seemed a little distracted.
Song Wei turned to look at her, "What’s wrong?"
Wen Wan shook her head; she was just thinking, if her husband has raised such high expectations, what if he doesn’t pass the scholar exam later? What if those people who couldn’t hang their fields cause trouble?
Seeing the concern in her eyes, Song Wei guessed and smiled, "Whether I pass or not, doesn’t it all depend on Wanwan bringing me luck?"
Wen Wan rolled her eyes at him.
Song Wei continued, "Mother always refuses to admit my bad fortune, yet privately she often prays to gods and Buddhas. I say, why would heavenly deities have time for me? Better to marry a little wife who can bring luck."
Hearing this, Wen Wan felt a sweetness in her heart.