Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 105 Not for Me, but for My Dad_1

Chapter 105: Chapter 105 Not for Me, but for My Dad_1

As soon as this statement was made, Chu Youfu immediately changed his expression.

On the other side, Liu Daniu glared, "What do you mean by that?"

"I heard it from the people in your village. It doesn’t mean anything special; I’m just repeating it to you. I’m not afraid to confront you about it. It wasn’t just me who heard it at the time. This isn’t me spreading rumors, but today we need to make things clear."

Then Xia Guilan fiercely asked Old Mrs. Ding, "Was that what you said, all those words from Liu Daniu earlier?"

Old Mrs. Ding immediately swore, "I didn’t, that’s not how I said it. I guarantee it, I’m not scared even if the police come. I only mentioned that your precious daughter is overbearing and unreasonable, nothing about any switch in brides or any shady dealings. I didn’t say a single word about that."

Xia Guilan turned to Chu Zizhou, "See? She’s the real rumor-monger."

Chu Zizhou, who liked to cut through the mess quickly, made a phone call, "Hello, I’m Chu Zizhou, the captain of the Erdao River Village brigade. Send over two policemen and a car to take someone away."

As soon as he said this, the room fell dead silent.

Then Chu Zizhou started taking control of the situation, sitting in a chair and questioning one by one.

He first asked the pale-faced Liu Daniu what she came to Erdao River for.

After hearing that she came for her daughter’s in-laws, and after finding out which daughter it was, he pointed to Ding Shan, who stood at the door with a face full of bitter resentment, and naturally said, "Although Ding Shan is only a year older than your daughter, both of them are underage. Isn’t it too early for them to get married? The state also has regulations on this matter."

At these words, the room once again fell into a dead silence.

Old Mrs. Song snorted and laughed.

The sound was filled with mockery.

Even Liu Daniu felt like she couldn’t save face.

Unexpectedly, without anyone explaining, Ding Shan shouted, "It’s not for me, it’s for my dad; he’s planning to marry Chu Xiaocao as my stepmom."

Chu Zizhou was suddenly stunned.

Then he stood up, slapped his pen on the table, and directly asked Big Boss Ding, "Is what your son said true?"

Big Boss Ding didn’t see anything wrong, rather he nodded, quite smugly, "Yeah, I even gave them 300 yuan as the betrothal gift to the Chu family. We had to borrow from many families and also sell two silver bracelets to gather the amount."

Chu Zizhou then turned to the two people from outside the village, "Is what Big Boss Ding said true?"

Meanwhile, in the courtyard, Song Yunuan asked Chu Jiaojiao leisurely, "I heard you came to supervise your sister’s meeting. What do you think of Big Boss Ding?"

Chu Jiaojiao bit her teeth and said nothing.

Chu Xiaocao, however, stood next to Song Yunuan. Having lived through days of adversity, she had become particularly sensitive to kindness and malice.

"Speak up, weren’t you chatting happily with your foster mother just now?"

Chu Jiaojiao glared at Song Yunuan, "What’s it to you?"

"Of course it’s related to me, look, we’re all in the brigade office together."

After a pause, Song Yunuan continued to ask, "So what did you really find out?"

Chu Jiaojiao stamped her foot, "I’m not talking to you anymore."

Song Yunuan kept her gaze on Chu Jiaojiao. This one wasn’t a kind person either.

She even came to supervise?

Couldn’t she just be here to join in on the excitement?

To watch Chu Xiaocao become the laughingstock?

Song Yunuan smiled, her voice very gentle, "Chu Jiaojiao, you must be delighted now. You’re probably thinking like this in your heart: ’Look, Chu Xiaocao, your own mother prefers me over you, and she’s even planning to spend Chu Xiaocao’s betrothal money on me.’

Chu Jiaojiao immediately retorted, "I never thought that way, don’t slander me."

"Then tell me, can Big Boss Ding, who is older than your father, become your brother-in-law?"

Chu Jiaojiao’s face turned red in an instant.

"Well, can he or can’t he?"

"What’s it to you? My sister agreed to it as well," Chu Jiaojiao said dryly.

Song Yunuan: "She agreed because she’s less educated, not very cultured. But I heard you’re the top student at the county’s No. 1 High School, ranked first. I know quite a few people there. Tomorrow I’ll go and tell them, let’s say that your sister is marrying some decrepit old man in his forties, and you’re all in favor of having him as your brother-in-law."

Chu Jiaojiao’s face turned even redder, she shouted angrily, "I didn’t, you mustn’t go."

"You didn’t what?" Song Yunuan immediately asked.

Chu Jiaojiao bit her teeth and said nothing once again.

What a tight-lipped little girl she is.

Song Yunuan sneered a few times, then turned to Chu Xiaocao: "Old Mrs. Ding and your mom were right about one thing. That Qin Siqi, who was raised in my family, came to my house a few days ago. I didn’t let her in, and I even told the Song family that if they dare let her in, don’t blame me for turning against them. In the end, Qin Siqi didn’t come in. Nowadays, I might not know how to farm or cook, but they still treat me real nice. Xiaocao, you don’t need to be too sensible. It’s the crying baby who gets the milk—you understand?"

Chu Xiaocao looked at Song Yunuan enviously, her lips moved, but she didn’t dare to speak.

"Tell me, do you want to get married?"

This time, Chu Xiaocao finally gathered the courage to say, "I don’t want to."

"Then do you want to go work in the town?"

These days, age isn’t much of a requirement; there are plenty of fourteen or fifteen-year-olds working, and it’s not unusual for girls to marry at sixteen or seventeen.

How old can you be when you graduate middle school?

Many people start working in society immediately after finishing middle school.

Chu Xiaocao didn’t know how to answer.

Luckily, they’re all about the same age; otherwise, she wouldn’t dare to speak up.

But in the room, Chu Zizhou didn’t see the age gap as something against natural justice.

Actually, this kind of thing isn’t unusual.

And there’s nothing to criticize about it either.

Just take Uncle Zhang in his backyard—for instance, he took a young girl as his wife last year, who was even younger than his daughter.

So what?

This year, they even had a chubby baby boy.

What made Chu Zizhou angry was that she was just fifteen, too young; this wasn’t allowed by law for minors.

Little Zhang’s aunt, no matter how you look at it, was well over twenty.

It’s different in nature.

Chu Zizhou felt deeply as he said to Song Liang, "Brother Song, I’ve come to understand you a lot lately. Grassroots work really isn’t easy. One moment of inattention and it’s too easy to fall into a trap."

The matter was complex; it seemed small, but it was actually big.

It all depended on whether someone made an issue out of it.

Song Liang pointed towards the Wang family’s direction, and with a wry smile, he shook his head but didn’t speak.

Actually, he had heard it too, as had Song Nian. The two brothers had exchanged knowing glances.

This Big Boss Ding, couldn’t be allowed to get away with it scot-free.

Even if the law couldn’t punish him, they had their own ways.

And just then, the public security and police cars arrived.

In the courtyard, Song Yunuan also voiced Chu Xiaocao’s desires. She wanted to go out and work to support herself, but she was trapped.

Song Yunuan glared at Chu Jiaojiao, whose complexion was poor, and threatened, "And you, don’t you dare tell your foster mother and your real dad what I’ve said to Xiaocao. Go home and persuade your foster mother not to think of marrying off Xiaocao. Otherwise, I’ll go to your class with a megaphone and announce that you conspired with your foster mother and real father to sell your sister. I will make sure your reputation is ruined. Forget about going to university—dream on! I’ll make sure you can’t even finish your schooling."

Chu Jiaojiao was almost in tears with anger, pointing at Song Yunuan: "You wouldn’t dare?"

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