SFS Chapter 228 Don’t Be a Male Wife (7)
Chapter 228 Don’t Be a Male Wife (7)
She is the scholar's grandmother. Does Ning Ning dare to lay a hand on her?
But she was still a little afraid, so she didn't dare to walk to Ning Ning's house. Instead, she stood at a distance and started cursing at the top of her voice.
"As soon as you left home, Zhu'er passed the imperial examination. Humph, you two are unlucky stars who only know how to cause trouble for others!"
"When Zhu'er graduates from high school, you will have a good harvest. In the future, you will have to come to my doorstep to beg for food!"
She yelled at the top of her lungs for a long time, but there was no response. Instead, the villagers passing by looked at her like she was a fool. "Li, what are you doing?"
"I'm teaching those two ungrateful people a lesson."
"You're still teaching him a lesson? Ning Ning's business is doing very well. He moved to the town with his mother. Don't you know that?"
Li was stunned. "He, they left? Well, I don't care about these bullshit. He is just a peddler, so why does he have to move to the town? When he loses all his capital, he will come back in disgrace."
"Ms. Li, you should wait for them to order. I heard that Ning Ning originally planned to rent a yard, but there happened to be a store in a good location for rent in the town, where people can live upstairs, so he simply rented it and opened a store. In addition to shampoo powder, he also sells tooth powder, laundry detergent and so on. The things are not expensive, and they are all made of medicinal herbs. They sell very well!"
The man couldn't stand Li's arrogance and deliberately told her the details to anger her.
Li was even more angry. "Bah! He still has the ability to run a shop! He might lose everything at any time!"
"Well, whatever you say! Anyway, if you hadn't driven him out, you could have enjoyed the good life when he made money! No, if the family hadn't been divided, he wouldn't have been able to open a shop. So, it seems that I don't know who is hindering whom——"
The man walked away with a long voice, and Li was so angry that she jumped up and down, "How dare you talk to the scholar's grandmother like that! That, that is what is it called, yes, it is insulting, it is insulting!"
The other person said to her, "You can't even read, how can you be considered civilized!" and then walked away.
Li was completely blocked, and she didn't dare to throw a tantrum in front of the strong man, so she could only come back and sulk.
It happened that Ning Mancang was not tactful. It was noon, and he had been busy in the kitchen for a long time, but only brought out a plate of steamed sweet potatoes. Ning Zhu immediately frowned, put down his chopsticks, and said he couldn't eat it.
Ning Laifu also said, "Azhu needs to study and prepare for the imperial examination. How can he eat this?"
Ning Mancang squatted down with a wooden face, "The neighbors only sent us that much white flour, and we ate it every day. It's all gone. What else can we eat? Didn't we eat this in the past?"
"Brother, what you said is wrong. Ah Zhu has passed the imperial examination and his status is different from before. How can he still eat this?"
Ning Mancang muttered, "But this status...can't be exchanged for flour."
"What? Brother, how can you say that?!"
Ning Zhu also stood up and glared at him!
Ning Mancang’s words hit his sore spot!
The ecstasy of passing the exam to become a scholar passed, and then everyone came to their senses and it seemed that... there weren't that many benefits of passing the exam to become a scholar!
Those who don't kneel when meeting officials are just empty names.
Those who ranked high among the scholars were called "students on government stipends". They received money and rice every month. But Ning Zhu was very unfortunate. He ranked low and did not become a student on government stipends, so he was not eligible to receive money and rice.
Another advantage is that there is no need to pay taxes on the land under their name, but their family does not have much land under their name.
In fact, this is a way to make money. Some people with a lot of land will find juren and xiucai and ask them to register the land under their names. Although they have to give some benefits every year, it is definitely more cost-effective than paying taxes.
Ning Zhu was also waiting for such a person to come to him, but unfortunately what they had done before was too unethical, which made him have a bad reputation. Everyone was afraid that if they registered the land under his name, he would swallow it up, so they would rather pay taxes than come to him.
Therefore, even if Ning Zhu passed the examination and became a scholar, the benefits he would get would be very limited. Take the matter of revenge on Ning Ning for example, he is now powerless.
It was so frustrating to think that he was helpless against a small vendor like Ning Ning!
Ning Zhu was already feeling uneasy because the benefits he had received did not match his demeanor. After hearing what Ning Mancang said, he was so angry that his chest heaved violently, "Grandma, listen to what my uncle said! Is it wrong for me to study for the imperial examination?"
Li was even more angry and spoke harshly to Ning Mancang, "What are you talking about! If you don't even like the scholar, what can you like? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself to see what kind of person you are! Are you thinking about looking for Ning Ning, and you still think he is your own son! If you have the guts, go to the town to find him, and stay here to watch the shop for him like a dog! Humph, it's just that people don't recognize you anymore, and you rush to be a dog, but people don't care about you!"
"Mom, why do you say that?"
Her scolding was so harsh that Ning Mancang could not bear it any longer. "When did I mention Ning Ning? For you, for the Ning family, I even gave up my son. What else do you want me to do? Ning Zhu took the risk to go out for the imperial examination, and I ran around for him! He passed the exam and was invited to a banquet in the city, but he thought it was embarrassing to have no one to serve him, so he asked me to dress up as a servant and accompany him. I never said a word of objection!"
Ning Mancang's eyes turned red. "Now he is a scholar and can't do farm work. You are old and can't work hard, but why does Ning Laifu stay at home all the time? I go to the fields alone every day, and when I come back I have to prepare meals, and I am criticized for this and that. How can I live my life?"
He had become a slave to this family, serving them day and night, yet not even a word of praise from them!
After hearing his complaints, Li became even angrier. She picked up a broom and started beating him, and even beat him out of the yard. "Laifu is weak, and he is the father of a scholar. How can you compare with him? If you have the ability, you can also raise such a promising son! Then I will also support you!"
Ning Mancang was beaten so badly that he ran away in panic, feeling like a nobody.
The village was so small that if something happened in someone's family, it would spread everywhere in no time. Everyone looked at him with teasing eyes, and some even teased him, asking him when he planned to go to Ning Ning for help.
Others said, "Stop making trouble. People have said that Ning Ning's tube is no longer needed. You have to have backbone. You don't need a son, just your mother is enough!"
Ning Mancang's face turned red after being told off, but he was not good enough to argue with the others, so he could only run away and spend the night in a dilapidated temple at the entrance of the village.
At night, it was very cold in the dilapidated temple. He kept trying to hide in the haystack, but it was useless. He was frozen inside and out, and he didn't know what to feel.
When driving away Song Ruoniang and Ning Ning, Li said all sorts of things to irritate them. She said she would find a better wife for Ning Mancang, and that she would let Ning Zhu inherit his family line so that he could have such a promising son.
But now they don't even mention these things.