Grandma Wu was a very astute old lady. She knew Wu Jinshu might not accept the abrupt news, so she needed to lay some groundwork first.
Wu Jinshu’s patience was nearly worn out by Grandma Wu. "What exactly is the happy occasion? Just say it."
Grandma Wu suddenly stopped her weeping, "I’ve found a match for Yanyun."
Wu Jinshu was shocked, his face turned pale, and he stood up from the table, "What!"
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Wu Jinshu seemed to suddenly realize something, "So, these things you’ve bought in recent days... they weren’t with your own money?"
Grandma Wu didn’t speak, which was as good as an admission.
Wu Jinshu’s voice grew loud with anger, "So the fine cuts of meat I’ve been eating these days were bought with the money from selling off my daughter!"
Grandma Wu corrected him: "It’s the betrothal gift, not money from selling off a daughter. You’re making it sound too ugly!"
"No way! I don’t agree with this! Go and return the money to them immediately!"
"It can’t be returned now." At this point, Grandma Wu became calm and composed.
"Why not?" Wu Jinshu asked.
"It just can’t be returned!" Grandma Wu was very firm in her attitude. "I just can’t understand why you care so much about a girl who was picked up from the streets. Is she more important than your own son?"
Outside the door, when Yan Erju heard these words, she turned pale. She walked to the front room, trying to act as though nothing had happened, and said to Wu Yanyun, "Xiaoyun, take Dalong and Erlong out to play on the street, and by the way, buy three pounds of salt and some soy sauce."
"Okay, sure." Wu Yanyun nodded.
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