Chapter 303, Wake up the Stupid Young Master 11

"If you want to marry me and go back to take care of your big family, I tell you, don't even think about it."

Wu Chenggong blushed at what she said.

"When did I say that I want you to take care of my family? Don't lie. I never said that!"

Shuyan Shangshen crossed his arms and looked at her arrogantly, "Anyway, I will only marry a man who takes care of me. If you can wash and cook for me, I will consider it, otherwise there is no need to discuss anything."

Wu Chenggong:......

Yes, this village girl has average conditions and the asking price is quite high.

He was really possessed and came to her to humiliate himself.

He snorted angrily, "Since you are deliberately making things difficult, forget it."

"I want to see what kind of things you can find in the future. Humph~"

Wu successfully threw away his sleeves.

He felt that Yuan Shuiqin's words just now were clearly meant to make things difficult.

I wonder which man in this world would wash and cook for a woman. It's really unheard of.

It shows that she really doesn't want to marry herself.

Wu Chenggong sighed deeply, suddenly feeling a little disappointed.

Although the family is in decline, it's still very hurtful to really have to be picked on.

Thinking about how glorious he used to be.

If you just stop on the street, there are many wealthy ladies who want to marry him.

It's good now that even a village girl can't look down on him.

Wu Chenggong went back very discouraged.

Mrs. Wu also hated Yuan Shuiqin when she saw him like this.

Lord Shuyan didn't care whether they were angry or not, Mrs. Wu had always been angry with Yuan Shuiqin in her previous life.

Now I can make them angry, which can be considered as venting my anger on Yuan Shuiqin.

She went back happily and was in a very good mood.

As for the Wu family, the matchmaker brought in several girls, and the elder lady was not satisfied.

Although those girls have tough lives, those who are too tough might be afraid of harming their family members.

So I kept choosing, but I still couldn't find a good one.

The matchmaker went to several houses, but none of them were satisfied, so they simply suggested.

"Otherwise, you can just release the amount of the bride price. If anyone is willing, they will naturally come and talk to the old lady. When there are more people, it will be easier to choose. What do you think?"

This method is good.

But if you come here for the bride price, you will inevitably attract someone who is greedy for money.

But the matchmaker promised, "Don't worry, if the person who comes is greedy for money, I will tell you the truth. It's up to you whether you choose or not."

When Mrs. Wu heard this, she thought it was reasonable, so she chose to believe in the matchmaker again.

When the matchmaker saw that she agreed, she asked her how much the bride price would be?

For ordinary country people, the bride price is only two or three taels of silver. The rest is some betrothal gifts, such as chicken, duck, goose or pork leg.

The richer ones will also buy some jewelry for the bride.

Mrs. Wu inquired about the good market price and gestured with her hands, "Then five taels."

She only had ten taels of property in her entire body, and after spending five taels, plus the betrothal gift, there wasn't much left. "

When the matchmaker heard this, she said happily, "The relationship is good, then I will do it for you."

Although five taels is not particularly much.

But compared to ordinary people's 2, 3 or 2 betrothal gifts, it is already much higher.

Besides, this village is just a small place.

The matchmaker happily went to publicize this matter.

Only one day passed, and someone immediately went to the matchmaker's house to ask.

The people who came to ask questions were nothing more than poor people who couldn't get enough of the blame.

Or some who are greedy for money.

Normally, when people hear that she is a wedding bride, they are somewhat repelled.

There are some people who like Wu's successful girl and are willing to marry him.

Wu Chenggong never thought that if he got married, the whole village would know about it, which would be really embarrassing.

He really didn't want to stay in the village, so he went to work in the town.

When he came back in the evening, some women in the village were still looking at him, as if they were sizing up something.

Wu Chenggong was so ashamed that he walked home quickly with his head down.

It was not until three days later that the matchmaker collected a lot of information, and then the girl reported back to Mrs. Wu.

"Old madam, the green man at the east end is seventeen this year. He has a strong body and is good at work. He is just a little darker."

"The Xi family is more beautiful, but she's a bit squeamish and can't do much farm work."

"There are also girls from the third family. Each one has a lot of strength. They can cook and do farm work. They are not ugly. It's just that the mother at home is not easy to get along with."

Mrs. Wu listened to it again and again, but she didn't like it.

I had to wait for Wu Chenggong to come back and make his own choice.

When Wu Chenggong came back and heard this, he didn't want to choose.

But the old lady reminded him, "For the sake of your grandfather, I can't hold on any longer. It's been three days."

Wu Chenggong had no choice but to sigh, "Then, let me meet those girls."

The matchmaker nodded and said, "Okay. Then tomorrow, I'll call them to take a look at them. You can watch them upstairs in your house."

The house bought by the Wu family has two floors.

The matchmaker was afraid that it would not be good for him as a man to choose among the girls, so he let him watch by himself on the second floor.

Let her know which one he likes.

Wu Chenggong had no choice but to agree.

Early the next morning, those girls came over in all their glory.

Although they are all dressed up, they are all tanned because they have been doing farm work all year round.

There is even no taste in dressing up.

After all, there are no good-looking fabrics in this small place, the most available are red, gray, and black.

Today, the girls all wore red in order to attract Wu Chenggong's attention.

Because of his black length, he looks even darker when wearing red.

Wu Chenggong looked at it on the second floor with a dazzling eye.

Fortunately, he had always disliked Gensui Qin's Tohei Village.

It turned out that in their village, there was someone more earthy than her.

Looking at the facial features with different shapes, Wu Chenggong suddenly felt that Yuan Shuiqin was also quite beautiful.

Even though she is black, Yuan Shuiqin is still good compared to these real black girls.

Wu Chenggong looked dissatisfied, but he actually felt that Yuan Shuiqin was better than these girls.

But Yuan Shuiqin doesn't like him, and he can't put his hot face on that cold ass.

Besides, he, the mighty young master of the Wu family, would not touch a woman's cold ass.

So Wu Chenggong raised his hand, and just when he was about to point, a scream suddenly came from the room downstairs.

"It's not good, the old man is vomiting blood."

Wu Chenggong's aunt originally took turns taking care of the old man.

Just when the aunt was about to feed the old man some decoction, Mr. Wu suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

The aunt was so frightened that she quickly came out and called her family.

When Wu Chenggong heard that his grandfather was vomiting blood, he hurried down.

He hurriedly went to see Mr. Wu in the house, "Grandpa??"

But Mr. Wu was unconscious, obviously passed out.

Wu Chenggong was so frightened that he hurried to the town to ask for a doctor.

This time he knew where to find a doctor with better medical skills, so he spent all his money to hire one.

Seeing that he was sincere, the doctor followed him.

After the doctor checked Mr. Wu's pulse, he said, "This mouthful of blood is good, but it has also vomited out all the old man's stasis."

"But the old man is weak and needs to drink some medicinal food every day to recuperate."

As the doctor spoke, he wrote down the recipe for the medicinal diet.