Chapter 404: Seventies: The Mature Husband 4
After finishing the morning's work, Tang Wan began thinking about how to find Xue Xingtong and get close to him.
In the original plot, Xue Xingtong was a scalper.
The so-called scalpers were actually middlemen who bought and resold goods, but in this era, scalpers were considered the kind of profiteers who were supposed to be criticized and brought down. It was a very dishonorable occupation.
When he was sixteen, Xue Xingtong's parents, who had studied abroad, were falsely accused of being traitors and died by suicide in humiliation, leaving behind their three-year-old fraternal twin children in Xue Xingtong's care.
Because of his family's class background, the villagers felt that even walking past his house was dirty, let alone giving the family a bite to eat.
Even when he earned work points, the grain allocated to him by the village was always the poorest quality, and they would even short him on the amount.
Under such circumstances, let alone supporting his younger brother and sister, even keeping himself fed was difficult.
So Xue Xingtong took a desperate risk and became a scalper, engaging in those shady dealings that operated under the radar.
Only then was he barely able to raise his younger brother and sister.
But precisely because of his dishonorable background, Xue Xingtong was already twenty-six this year, yet no girl was willing to marry him.
In modern times, even remaining unmarried at thirty-six would be perfectly normal. But in this era, when people married at sixteen or seventeen, Xue Xingtong was already considered an old bachelor.
……
As the saying went, speak of the devil and he shall appear.
Just as Tang Wan was thinking about how to approach Xue Xingtong, she heard the educated youths and villagers around her begin whispering.
“Look, that's him! The old bachelor!”
“I heard he's almost thirty and still can't find a wife! Even that girl with the lame leg refused to marry him!”
“Someone like him deserves to be a bachelor for the rest of his life! Bah!”
Tang Wan hurriedly looked up.
The next moment, she saw a man wearing a tattered jacket and straw sandals, carrying a pair of manure buckets on his shoulder as he walked expressionlessly along the road outside the farm.
Tang Wan: ……
She never would have imagined that her first meeting with her Tongtong in this world would be such a fragrant encounter.
……
When Xue Xingtong drew closer, the people behind Tang Wan hurriedly covered their noses and retreated several steps.
As a result, Tang Wan, who remained standing where she was, stood out like a crane among chickens.
But she didn't care about that. She simply gazed deeply at the dark-skinned, handsome young man before her, her heart aching for him.
The villagers despised him because of his family background, so they deliberately assigned all the dirty and exhausting work to him. For the sake of those work points, he had to do everything, yet the grain he received was still the least.
But there was nothing he could do. In this era, grain was more precious than gold. How many people had taken jewelry worth hundreds of millions in later generations and exchanged it for food just to survive?
If he wanted to live, he had to endure it.
At this moment, someone called out to Tang Wan, “Educated Youth Tang, what are you standing there like an idiot for? Hurry up and take a few steps back! It stinks to high heaven!”
“Oh.” Tang Wan slowly took several steps back, but her eyes remained fixed on Xue Xingtong until his back disappeared from view.
……
After Xue Xingtong left, everyone dispersed in different directions, complaining about their bad luck.
After saying goodbye to everyone, Tang Wan's eyes shifted as she headed in the direction Xue Xingtong had just gone.
If she remembered correctly, Tongtong should be going to water the vegetable garden today.
If she went over now, she was sure to run into him!
When Tang Wan arrived, Xue Xingtong was cleaning the manure buckets in the small river beside the vegetable garden.
Seeing this, Tang Wan swept her gaze around before saying to Little Cutie, “Little Cutie, I'm going to twist my ankle. Be careful this time, okay? Don't let me break my leg.”
Hearing this, Little Cutie hurriedly nodded. “Okay, Host! Leave it to me!”
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