Flip the table and divide the family property! Take his wife and daughter into the mountains and eat

Now, Ga Zi's mother completely lost her temper. She jumped off the kang (a heated brick bed), grabbed a broom handle from the corner of the wall, pointed it at Er Ga Zi's nose, and began to curse:

"Pah! You ignorant little bastard, you've drunk a few ounces of horse piss and you think you're all that now? Foreign girls, city factory workers, you think you're so great? Why don't you go to heaven and find a match with the Queen Mother of the West!"

"Why would anyone want a country bumpkin like you with muddy heels? Don't give me that airs—what a big mouth you have!"

Seeing the broken broom in his mother's hand, which she was swinging around, Erga instinctively shrank his neck and took a half step back from the door, feeling a little uneasy.

But out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Wang the matchmaker sitting on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed). The old woman was covering her mouth with a big red handkerchief, watching his commotion with a half-smile.

Erga's stubborn pride suddenly surged up again.

If we lose face today, how will we ever be able to hold our heads high in front of these snobs again?

Thinking of this, Ergaizi abruptly stopped in his tracks. Instead of dodging, he puffed out his chest, took a half-step forward, and shouted loudly, his neck stiff:

"Mom! Why are you always praising others and belittling your own pride? How am I a country bumpkin? I have money in my pocket now, what am I lacking compared to city people? As long as I have money, let alone city factory girls, even if I really brought back a foreigner, he'd be happy to serve me!"

"That's the truth! You and Aunt Wang are just short-sighted and don't understand that the world has changed. In this day and age, money talks!"

Gazi's mother was so angry that her hands trembled. She raised the broom handle and lashed out with it, striking him hard across the face.

"I'll show you who's boss in this house! I'll show you who's the boss here!"

Erga Zi was hit by a broom, and he gasped in pain. He scurried around the room trying to dodge it, all the while stubbornly yelling:

"No way... I'm not going to see that country girl from Xiakanzi Village! I'd rather die than go! If you want to go, you can go yourselves!"

When Ga Zi's mother heard that he still wouldn't give in, she got so angry that she swung the broom so hard that it made a whooshing sound, and chased him relentlessly around the broken dining table in the middle of the room.

"I'm not going! No matter what you say, I won't go!"

Erga was jumping around the house like a monkey when he accidentally knocked over a broken bowl used for feeding chickens in the corner, scattering shards of porcelain and wheat bran all over the floor.

Wang the matchmaker was originally sitting on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) watching the commotion, but when she saw this scene, she immediately became anxious.

Liu the carpenter from Xiakanzi Village really valued Ga Zi's current wealth. In order to bring this rich son-in-law into his family, he secretly took her hand yesterday and not only stuffed five yuan into her pocket as a bribe, but also patted his chest and promised that as long as the marriage was successful, there would be a ten-yuan red envelope waiting for her afterwards!

If Ga Zi really gets stubborn and refuses to go, won't the fat meat that she was about to get fly away?

Thinking of this, Wang the matchmaker quickly jumped off the kang (a heated brick bed), grabbed Ga Zi's mother's arm, and waved her flowered handkerchief, repeatedly trying to dissuade her:

"Oh, sister-in-law, calm down, calm down! Don't hurt the child. How will he face other girls if he's all bruised?"

As she spoke, Wang the matchmaker turned to look at Erga, who was hiding behind the door. Her old eyes darted around, and she immediately put on a fawning smile, smoothing over the boasts he had just made:

"Gazi, your auntie understands now. You've seen the world, you have money, you're confident, and you're proud—that's only natural!"

"But think about it, wasn't that carpenter Liu holding back before, complaining about your wild temper? If you don't even show your face now, people will think you're weak and afraid to prove yourself!"

Ergazi hid behind the door, peeking out half his head, pursing his lips and not saying a word, but his ears were already perked up.

Matchmaker Wang was shrewd; seeing an opportunity, she immediately clapped her hands and, in a low voice, fanned the flames:

"If you ask me, you absolutely have to go today! Not only do you have to go, but you have to go in style, with a grand and imposing air! Put on your new clothes, sit down in the main room of the Liu family's house like a king, and let the Liu couple see what kind of grandeur our Erga Zi from Kaoshantun has become!"

"Whether they're a good match or not is entirely up to you. If you really don't like that Cui'er, just reject them outright. Wouldn't that be much more satisfying? That's called returning home in glory, slapping the faces of those snobbish people!"

After hearing this, Ergaizi was stunned for a moment, and his mind quickly began to calculate.

Yup!

What kind of skill is it to hide at home?

I, Erga Zi, have money in my pocket now. Since Liu the carpenter used to look down on people, I'm going to go straight to his door and dazzle them!

Then I can openly criticize his daughter, complaining that she looks unfashionable, and finally just walk away. Isn't that much more satisfying than hiding at home and getting a beating?

Thinking of this, Erga Zi's vanity and sense of revenge were instantly and greatly satisfied.

He suddenly stood up from behind the door, dusted himself off, puffed out his chest, and shouted:

"Aunt Wang, you've hit the nail on the head! Let's go! I've decided on this marriage!"

When Ga Zi's mother saw that he had suddenly changed his mind, she stood there, broom in hand, stunned.

"What's gotten into you now, you little brat?"

Erga waved his hand confidently and strode towards the courtyard gate:

"Mom, don't worry about it! I'll go to Dazhuang's house right now and borrow his brand-new Dacron outfit! Today I'm going to show the people of Xiakanzi Village what a rich old man looks like!"

Less than half an hour later, the gate to Dazhuang's house creaked open from the inside.

Erga swaggered out of the house with an arrogant, pigeon-toed gait.

This appearance almost blinded Wang, the matchmaker who had just stepped outside the door to urge him.

Erga Zi looked completely refreshed, with no trace of the sour smell he had when he was mixing the pig feed.

He wore a short-sleeved polyester shirt that Dazhuang had just bought for his upper body, and a pair of crisp military green polyester trousers for his lower body. The belt on his waist was a shiny black synthetic leather belt, which was tightly pulled together, making him look exceptionally smart.

The most amazing thing is his head.

I don't know where he dug out most of a box of osmanthus hair oil from in Dazhuang's house, and he smeared it all over his head, turning his originally messy hair, which looked like weeds, into an extremely smooth and shiny slicked-back hairstyle.

When the early spring sun shines, his head shines so brightly that even a fly landing on it would probably have to do the splits.

Not only that, but this kid also had a pair of big black-rimmed sunglasses that he'd somehow gotten his hands on, which almost covered half of his face.

Erga Zi had one hand in his pocket, and with the other hand, he casually pulled his sunglasses down a little, revealing a pair of smug eyes. He raised his chin at the dumbfounded Matchmaker Wang and gave a sly whistle.

"How about it, Aunt Wang? This outfit of ours!"