Reborn as Tycoon's Wife in the Countryside
Chapter 361 - 344 Can’t Be a Son-in-Law (Second Update)

Chapter 361: 344 Can’t Be a Son-in-Law (Second Update)

"Brother, how should I handle this so that Pengzi will come back to me?" Zhang Dacai had been wandering around these past days, fallen ill once, and been hospitalized once.

Other families have wives and sons to attend to them at their sickbeds, but in his case, he was miserably alone, with not a single person to bring him meals. How could it be that a man who married two wives and fathered two sons lay in a hospital bed without anyone to bring him food?

"Pengzi is your son, and you are his father," his cousin snorted coldly. "Just tell him to come back, tell him you can’t do without him."

"But I’m afraid." Zhang Dacai shrank his neck. "Some time ago, I made trouble at the Su family, and it didn’t end well for me."

The folks at the Su family seemed humble, but in fact, they were not so easy to mess with.

"You fool," his cousin advised him. "I heard that Old Guaizi’s daughter has given birth, seems like to a pair of boy and girl twins, and in these next few days, they’re planning to celebrate their full month. No matter what, you’re Pengzi’s real dad; you should go over during this good occasion, and bring a gift as well. Surely Old Guaizi’s family won’t turn you away."

As the saying goes, you don’t hit a smiling face that comes with an outstretched hand. If Dacai visits now and brings a gift with guests all around, who would embarrass him?

"She gave birth?" Zhang Dacai had seen Guaizi’s daughter before, and she was no simple girl, having some skills and was quite formidable.

"Yes, she gave birth, to boy and girl twins. You know I have a relative in Lihua Village, so I’m well informed. Old Cai, this is an opportunity. If you want to take Pengzi back, you must go." How could such a big, sturdy young man be someone else’s son, Dacai’s thoughts on this baffled him.

"Alright, I’ll give it a try," Zhang Dacai clenched his teeth. "If Pengzi doesn’t come back with me, I’ll just stick to the Su family, mooch off their food, and let them support me in my old age."

After all, he was getting old and that’s what he was waiting for—to be taken care of.

"To think you’re a fool, but you’re quite clever," his cousin laughed upon hearing Zhang Dacai’s plan. "It’s a good idea. If Pengzi refuses to come back with you, you just stay at Old Guaizi’s home, let them provide for you, and have Pengzi support you in old age. If a son doesn’t support his father, nowhere in the world would this make sense."

A son supporting his father, an unchanging principle since ancient times.

...

The banquet was naturally held in Lihua Village.

The day before, Ye Cheng had brought Xiaofeng and the kids back home, and since they couldn’t be exposed to the wind, they were wrapped up tightly during the trip. Once home, they didn’t show themselves and went straight to their room.

Everyone was abuzz with talk about Xiaofeng giving birth to twins, a boy and a girl. Locally, it was said that only those with profound blessings could have such good fortune.

"Xiaofeng really knows how to give birth, one shot and two babies, and twins at that, truly good fortune."

"Before, her belly wasn’t that big, everyone thought it was just one child, but who expected it to be twins when they were born. You didn’t see Guaizi always smiling whenever he went in or out."

"How could he not be happy? Originally, people thought the child in Xiaofeng’s belly was illegitimate, and no man dared to marry her. Look at her now, her son-in-law is a doctor and has money. Xiaofeng herself is capable, owning factories in the village and the county. Tell me, what luck has Xiaofeng stumbled upon? Ever since she fell pregnant, her luck has been so good, no one can match it."

"Some people do have particularly good luck during pregnancy. I heard that these kinds of kids, they come to repay their parents and bring them good fortune."

Seeing Guaizi’s house bustling and the entrance busy with helpers, the villagers gathered at the village entrance in the evening, gossiping about the Guaizi family’s affairs.

In less than a year, Guaizi had gone from being the poorest household in the village to the richest, and they were all envious at heart.

The old saying is right, thirty years on the east bank of the river, thirty years on the west; who knows what the future will hold? Even Guaizi might not have expected his current prosperity.

...

Su Xiaotao listened to the lively scene outside with a silly smile on her face.

Her face was covered in acne, which was said to be caused by a disease, and because Hu Xiulan did not tend to her and had kept her confined in the room for a long time, it had become like this.

Hu Xiulan brought in a bowl of rice, glanced at Xiaotao’s face with disdain, then sighed heavily, annoyed by the noise outside.

If it were in the past, she would have hoped Xiaotao could compare with Xiaofeng. Now, with Xiaotao’s situation, what was there to compare? She had already become the joke of the village.

A body riddled with diseases was shameful enough; now, could she even show her face to others?

"What are you looking at? I really wasted my effort raising you. You’re utterly useless. Eat your meal quickly, I’ll come to collect the bowl later. How did I give birth to such a good-for-nothing; you’ve never given me any pride, you’ve utterly disgraced me," Hu Xiulan chided.

"Liu An is dead, I heard he drowned in a filthy ditch. He deserved it for how he treated you. Just so you know, if you want to die, go die outside," Hu Xiulan said as she placed the bowl in front of Su Xiaotao and then left the room with a cold snort.

Because of Xiaotao’s infectious diseases, the villagers who used to enjoy her company now hesitated to visit her home. Thinking about this, Hu Xiulan felt disgust toward her daughter.

Su Xiaotao seemed not to have heard Hu Xiulan’s words, giggling as she picked up the bowl. She began scarfing down the food as though she hadn’t eaten in hundreds of years.

It was Chu Qing’s first time in the countryside to attend a banquet. She stood at the entrance of Lihua Village, observing the small hamlet and feeling an unparalleled sense of peace.

For Xiaonian, it was her first countryside outing, and she found the surrounding objects extremely peculiar. "Brother, look, isn’t that a cowshed? Let’s go see the cows."

Xiaoyan glanced over and said indifferently, "Young Lady, please, that’s the village latrine where everyone goes to relieve themselves."

Though it was also Xiaoyan’s first time to the countryside, his observation skills were sharper than Xiaonian’s, and he wasn’t causing a fuss.

"Yuck." When Xiaonian realized it was a latrine, she pursed her lips. "Then that one over there has to be the cowshed, I can even hear the cows mooing."

"It should be the pigsty." Quan Sifang said with a chuckle, carrying some gifts: "Xiaoyan, take Xiaonian around to have a good look, so she doesn’t get too curious and make a spectacle for everyone to laugh at."

"Dad, even you are teasing me." Upon hearing Quan Sifang’s words, Xiaonian stamped her foot. "I will go see for myself."

It wasn’t easy to have an opportunity to visit the countryside, so she had to take a good look around.

"Xiaonian, let me join you. I’ve heard that country homes often have a couple of dogs for guard, and since you’re a stranger here, the local dogs definitely won’t recognize you. What will you do if they chase you relentlessly?" Xiaoyan said, grinning as he looked at an old yellow dog lying sluggishly at the village entrance.

"I’m not afraid at all," Xiaonian retorted, lifting her chin. "The village is full of people; I won’t let a dog bite me." Saying this, she marched forward, head held high, towards the direction of the pigsty.

The old yellow dog got up and barked a few times at Xiaonian, as if warning her not to approach that side near the pigsty.

At the sound of the dog’s barking, Xiaonian quickly retreated back to Xiaoyan’s side.

The dogs here were truly formidable. Could they really recognize people?

Chu Qing and Quan Sifang laughed heartily at their daughter’s meek behavior.

The arrival of the Chu family gave the villagers of Lihua Village a new topic of conversation.

"Could they be Ye Cheng’s parents? They look quite distinguished, and their family seems to be well-off. Tell me, what kind of luck has Xiaofeng stumbled upon? Not only does she marry such a handsome young man like Ye Cheng, but his parents also seem very approachable."

"You know, Xiaofeng gave birth to boy and girl twins, and usually, the celebration should be held at the man’s home. How come it’s at the woman’s place? Could it be that Ye Cheng is going to live with the bride’s family?"

Generally speaking, people are very particular about these banquet matters.

If the bride is brought home, then it is certainly the man’s family that hosts the celebration.

If it’s a case of a man moving in with the bride’s family, it is obviously the woman’s side that organizes it.

With the current situation at Xiaofeng’s home, everyone was a bit confused, but most importantly, the man’s parents didn’t seem upset at all.

So it seemed that Ye Cheng had moved in with the Guaizi family.

"Hey, look who that is?" Sitting at the banquet, clusters of friends and relatives, sipping tea and cracking melon seeds, gossiped intermittently.

"I know him." Someone recognized Zhang Dacai. "Isn’t that the ex-husband of the ’fat lady’, the biological father of Pengzi?"

Hearing this, He Ximei’s brother He Yong stood up and approached Zhang Dacai.

"Zhang Dacai," He Yong called out, "today is my sister’s great celebration, and no one invited you. What are you doing here?"

Pengzi and my sister are living well with the Su family. Zhang Dacai had no right to come and cause a commotion.

"Yongzi," Zhang Dacai said with a forced smile, appearing ingratiating: "I just heard the ’fat lady’ has become a grandmother, and Pengzi an uncle, so I especially came to join in the festivities. After all, I am Pengzi’s father; I wouldn’t be clueless about such propriety. Don’t worry, I’ve brought money for the gift, I’m not here just to take advantage of the feast."

To get Pengzi to acknowledge him as his father, he had really splurged, preparing twenty yuan for the gift money.

"Who needs your gift money," He Yong snorted disdainfully. "Go back where you came from; we didn’t set a place for you."

If Zhang Dacai spoke out of turn at the banquet, could Pengzi and my sister still face anyone?

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