Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 465 - Chapter 465 465. Continue live streaming eating melon_1

Chapter 465: 465. Continue live streaming eating melon_1 Chapter 465: 465. Continue live streaming eating melon_1 The new science popularization in the live broadcast room continues in the comments section, while the central story of the topic is still ongoing.

Old Granny Wang, barely sixty, had grey hair, a slightly dark face, and prominent red veins on her cheeks. Yet her eyes sparkled brilliantly, filled with the luster of splitting a melon.

“You say, they had no family wealth, and they were so poor, by all accounts the marriage shouldn’t have happened.”

“But Zheng Granary, silly as he was, borrowed a sheng of rice and, seeing so many people, poured it all into the pot–”

So in the end, they intervened, and only half a sheng was used, but it was still enough to be astonishing.

After all, food was so precious, and it wasn’t even the busy farming season yet (when marrying off wasn’t a priority). It was but a few of them, so why did they need so much grain for one meal?!

Song Youde explained to Qiaoqiao, who was listening intently with a serious face, “Back then, food was very valuable. Everyone was reluctant to use even oil, and without oil, the food didn’t fill you up–that time, a person would eat three or four bowls in a meal, big sea bowls, and they really could eat that much.”

Qiaoqiao nodded as if she understood but didn’t. She wanted to say she could also eat three or four bowls, but the bowls at home were so small, so it seemed incomparable.

Meanwhile, a taller old lady on the side clicked her tongue and sighed:

“What can you say, no wonder she wanted to divorce him. He really wasn’t someone you could live with! How many people would it take to finish a sheng of rice?!”

But at that time, the bride’s family speculated:

“If he’s willing to cook so much rice for guests, he must have some wealth! Probably very shrewd and hiding it all!”

“And there you have it, they ended up getting married…”

Of course, six months later, she packed up and left.

She went to the mysteriously perceived South, rumored to have gone to work in a factory. Now they’ve even bought a house down there…

The folks enjoyed a piece of aged melon and weren’t the least bit averse, shaking their heads and murmuring, each with something to say.

Only the netizens in the live chat were discontent and attempted to get the derailed conversation back on track–

[Hang on, weren’t we talking about Zheng’s third wife? How did we end up on the first one?]

[Yeah, why did the third one marry Zheng?]

[Exactly, I admit this piece of gossip is interesting, but we can’t leave a story half-told.]

[To the one before, that’s called ‘seeing something through.’]

[Your cultural level–you’ve both been out of school for over five years, right? Have you regressed a few years in knowledge?]

Luckily, Old Granny Wang was skilled in the art of gossip and was determined to clarify the story, as she now steered the conversation back:

“You’ve probably heard about the second one in the middle, right? I remember her surname was Cao. That Little Cao, her husband died less than half a year after marriage. With just a few acres of land, she couldn’t manage it alone, so she turned to old Zheng.”

“But it didn’t last two years before they divorced again…”

The old man weaving grass mats hesitated before adding his own comment.

And the tall old lady also spoke up:

“I heard, Little Cao saw a well-off family in town when she went to cook for them–just last month, didn’t our town flatten land for road construction? They tore down several of their large tile-roofed houses. Do you know how much they were compensated? 1.4 million…”

1.4 million!

The old lady had never dared dream of so much money in her life, so now as everyone talked about it, it seemed even more distant, and she felt less moved by it.

There we go, Old Granny Wang continued to comment:

“That man wasn’t ill-intentioned either, as soon as he got the money. Each of the four kids got two hundred thousand, he and Xiao Cao each got two hundred thousand, and another two hundred thousand was reserved for retirement, then he turned around and built a new one right next to the old house…”

“You see, my sister-in-law’s brother’s wife’s blood uncle just went to their housewarming party not too long ago…”

Everyone clicked their tongues in amazement, discussing whether it was reliable for the old man to divide the 1.4 million among the family… Soon, they engaged in various discussions about Xiao Cao’s miraculous experiences.

Only the comments were silent for a moment, filled with speechless ellipses.

It took a while before someone shakily posted a new comment–

[If you put it like that, Old Zheng is actually quite lucky with women.]

[Yeah, I think so too, whoever divorces him seems to have a better future]

[The person before, don’t be too sarcastic; this statement is quite funny and ridiculous.]

[But it’s not unreasonable, if people talk about a man being a woman’s luck, why can’t a woman be a man’s luck?]

[Only two cases. The experimental reference variables are not enough, it’s too early to draw a conclusion…]

[Hey hey hey! Am I the only one concerned about the third wife now?]

All right, this time it wasn’t just him who was concerned. Having had enough of the build-up, the crowd firmly grabbed hold of the main topic, eagerly waiting for Granny Wang’s next words.

Granny Wang did not disappoint!

“How do you think he met the third one? Through that voice trembling app! Old Zheng fiddles with his phone every day, saying on the trembling voice about being lonely, old and unsupported… Then someone asked if they could be paid to take care of him in his old age, would he agree?”

“Old Zheng must’ve been out of his mind, he replied that he didn’t want someone to take care of him, but wanted a wife to warm his bed.”

“The girl from Shannan agreed!”

“She urged him to get the marriage certificate quickly! Shannan is poor, and her family is even poorer! If she didn’t marry herself off soon, I heard her dad was ready to trade her for a motorcycle!”

(o)Wow!

At this moment, that was pretty much the expression on everyone’s face in the courtyard.

And some old ladies couldn’t help lamenting:

“What’s going on? Why didn’t the girl ask around more? Why did she choose Old Zheng? There’s a distant nephew in my maternal family who’s still unmarried.”

“Don’t dream, I’ve seen that bride, she’s pretty and refined, not bad at all, and speaks eloquently. She would be a good match for the young guys in our village too.”

“It seems her family is really poor. Now that she’s married, the first thing she did was to get Old Zheng to change his phone, and then she started taking videos every day and even learned to play mahjong with the villagers… When she wins money, or occasionally goes out to work odd jobs, it’s said they’ve agreed that Old Zheng can’t use this money. She’s saving it for her younger sister’s schooling…”

Qiaoqiao listened in a daze, but the live streaming room had already exploded–

[This is illegal, who sells their daughter for a motorcycle?]

[To the one before, they didn’t say ‘sell’, they just said she got married! In a remote and poor place, what can you do?]

[Don’t you know about Shannan? It’s right by the border, the signal is bad. The land is so barren, you can hardly grow any crops.]

[How should I say this, the girl is brave, meticulous, and responsible, she’s a good girl… It’s a pity she’s with Old Zheng]

[Too foolish, how can she hinge her future on marriage? She could have gone to work by herself]

[Didn’t they tell you? There’s probably a whole string of younger brothers and sisters below her, the poorer they are, the more children they have… If she runs away, not one of the children can leave the mountains…]

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