"Why have you come?" Li Junping looked at the mother and daughter approaching and was inwardly shocked.
Last time, because of the issue between Qin Fen and Song Yueqin, Song Jincai and Zhang Juyun nearly had a falling out with them.
It wasn’t easy for the marriage to be agreed upon, and the dowry they were asking for was exorbitant.
With things as they were, what could be done?
They had no choice but to produce the engagement money that was given during the betrothal.
In the village, there are many customs associated with marriage.
During the engagement, the groom’s side must give money, called the betrothal gift. At the wedding, the groom must give money again, known as the dowry.
Qin Fen was not getting any younger, and his marriage had been arranged; they had planned to get married by the end of the year.
But with Qin Feng’s accident, Qin Jian could not come up with the dowry.
Without money for the wedding, the marriage would have to be put on hold, wouldn’t it?
Qin Fen had his own concerns.
He was a young man full of vigor, who, after tasting the pleasures of a woman, couldn’t control himself.
It was like a monk in the temple who had been vegetarian for twenty years and suddenly started eating meat, finding the taste irresistibly delicious, naturally breaking his vows over and over.
However, Song Yueqin only allowed him to take her virginity, and in these past six months, had not let him touch her at all.
Every time, she would just let him hold her and kiss her. What was the use in that?
It was like scratching an itch through a boot, the more you scratch, the itchier it gets.
What he wanted was the feeling of pressing Song Yueqin hard beneath him and having his way with her.
But what good were his objections? Without a wedding, Song Yueqin wouldn’t let him touch her.
"My dear in-laws," Zhang Juyun said with a chuckle, "I heard in the village that Fengsheng had a child, so I came to see the baby. Yueqin was also worried about Qin Feng and insisted on coming."
"Oh, then come with me back to the ward," Li Junping sighed, leading Zhang Juyun and her daughter back.
As they walked, she felt uneasy.
Did this mother and daughter genuinely come to see Qin Feng? If they wanted to visit, they could have done so once they were back in the village; why rush over so hurriedly?
They must have heard something from Song Fei’s parents and that’s why they came, right?
Entering the ward, Zhang Juyun casually put down her things and barely glanced at Qin Feng before considering her visit complete.
What did Qin Feng’s life or death matter to her?
What she really cared about was when Qin Fen would be able to marry Song Yueqin and take her home.
If only Li Junping had guessed right.
Song Fei had never had a good impression of his aunt, and seeing her attitude towards Qin Feng, he felt even more uncomfortable.
He barely exchanged two words with her.
Zhang Juyun also had issues with Song Fei’s parents. With her daughter-in-law hospitalized, she didn’t pay herself but expected the Qin Family to cover the expenses.
The Qin Family, worried about their daughter, would naturally pay the medical bills in advance.
But after having given away their daughter, what about her son?
That’s why she was using Fengsheng’s hospital visit as an excuse to press for the marriage.
"Mother-in-law, could you step outside for a moment? I have something I want to discuss with you," she said.
Li Junping sighed and agreed, and the two of them went out to the corridor.
Inside the hospital room, Qin Fen saw the bag full of items and assumed there would be something delicious to eat.
These past few days, the food hadn’t been good, and he was practically craving something different.
The red eggs that were originally his had all been given to Qin Jian by Song Fei, making it difficult for him to even eat an egg.
Looking at the bulging bag, he thought there must be at least a few eggs, right?
But when he opened it, he was utterly dumbfounded.
The bulging objects in the bag were pickled persimmons and half a bag of sour dates from the mountains. What kind of stuff was this?
To visit a pregnant woman, they brought sour dates?