"No rush..."

Qiao Guilan was interrupted by Matchmaker Wang as soon as she opened her mouth, "Guilan, you yourself said that as long as the child is willing, you won't object."

“I didn’t object. Marriage is a big deal, and we have to take it one step at a time. We still have to go through the formalities.” As someone who had been through it all, Qiao Guilan knew perfectly well what the Han family was up to.

The Han family was a well-known wealthy family in the neighboring village, with thousands of yuan in income. Their affairs were known far and wide without anyone even needing to inquire.

A few months ago, Han Youcai, who had a net worth of ten thousand yuan, fell ill and became paralyzed. The cost of his medicine alone was over a hundred yuan a month, not counting other expenses.

Han Zhiyuan works in the technical department of a machine tool factory in the town. His monthly salary is 120 yuan, which is considered a high salary compared to others.

With their family's savings and Han Zhiyuan's monthly salary, they should have been able to make ends meet for several years.

But a little over a month ago, Han's daughter-in-law ran off with all of his family's money, abandoning their three children.

The youngest daughter was still an infant.

The Han family's world has collapsed.

Now they've set their sights on their own daughter.

Han's mother's eyes darted around. "Let the two of them get their marriage certificate first, so it won't delay the formalities later. Don't you trust our family? We won't mistreat your daughter."

Qiao Guilan was furious. Before getting the marriage certificate, they had nothing. What did they expect after getting the certificate?

This family is too calculating.

She looked at her daughter with concern, afraid that her daughter had been fooled.

Song Yinhua kept looking at Han Zhiyuan, and scenes from her past life kept flashing through her mind.

Han Zhiyuan thought that Song Yinhua was also interested in him, and he looked at her with eyes full of love.

In the eyes of the elders, this was clearly a case of finding someone they liked.

Matchmaker Wang laughed jokingly, "Hahaha, I think I'm definitely going to be drinking at this wedding banquet."

Qiao Guilan was disappointed in her son's lack of ambition.

Han's mother was beaming with pride. Her son was so outstanding and capable that girls would throw themselves at him.

"Yinhua, since it's still early today, quickly have your mother bring the household registration book. You and my son can get your marriage certificate together first." Mother Han patted Song Yinhua's hand with a smile. "Don't worry, our family won't skimp on any expenses. Marrying you is a life of luxury..."

Song Yinhua calmly withdrew her hand.

Han's mother was taken aback for a moment, but then she realized that Song Yinhua was about to ask her mother to get the household registration book, and her face lit up with a smile.

"Yes, hurry up and go with your mother to get the household registration book. Go quickly, this child is so sensible."

Song Yinhua turned to Qiao Guilan and, in front of Han's mother's joyful smile, said, "Mom, kick them all out. If they come again, just send them away. Don't call me anymore. I never want to see them again."

Song Yinhua's tone was filled with piercing hatred, and Han's mother's face changed from smugness to shock, and then from shock to anger.

She's a jinx, yet her own son is willing to marry her, and she's acting all high and mighty?

"Yinhua, why are you suddenly angry?" Han's mother asked patiently. She didn't want to lose such a capable woman for nothing. "Oh, is it because you don't want to pour water for Zhiyuan's father? It's okay, if you don't want to pour water, then don't. Just cook a meal and play with the children every day, and enjoy your life."

“Auntie, I’m not interested in your son. Your family treats your daughter-in-law so well, why don’t you marry Aunt Wang’s youngest daughter to them and enjoy a life of luxury?” Song Yinhua’s words offended both Han’s mother and the matchmaker, Wang.

The matchmaker Wang felt it was bad luck to hear that her daughter was going to marry into the Han family. "I'm just a matchmaker. If you don't like the man, why are you dragging my daughter into this?"

Han's mother also tried to persuade Song Yinhua to marry her son, repeatedly emphasizing that marrying her would mean enjoying a life of luxury and playing every day.

Song Yinhua ignored her and turned back into the inner room.

Han's mother got angry and dropped the pretense, saying with a look of disgust, "You're not even willing to marry me and enjoy a life of luxury? You ungrateful thing! My son is so outstanding, why don't you marry him? You're asking for it!"

Han Zhiyuan quickly apologized to Qiao Guilan on behalf of his mother, his attitude quite sincere.

He glanced in the direction Song Yinhua had left. On this day in his past life, he and his own mother had come with a matchmaker to go on a blind date, but they were also rejected.

However, he wasn't worried at all.

If he was able to marry her in his past life, then having the memories of the next forty years in this life, marrying her would be a piece of cake.

Back in her room, Song Yinhua was unaware that Han Zhiyuan had also been reborn.

In her past life, she did indeed reject the marriage proposal, but her attitude was not as intense as it is in this life.

Having lived through a lifetime, her mindset was no longer that of a young woman in her twenties.

On this day in her past life, Han Zhiyuan had indeed left a good impression on her.

But she was a jinx, a cursed and lonely soul, and people avoided her like the plague.

The men the matchmakers introduced her to were either alcoholics who had driven their wives away, old bachelors older than her parents, idiots who couldn't even tell the numbers and just drooled and grinned, or even men with tuberculosis.

She has given up hope of getting married.

Before Han Zhiyuan appeared at her house, she had heard her mother, Qiao Guilan, say that his wife had run away, so she assumed that he was probably a drunkard who liked to beat his wife.

He then directly refused to marry her.

The reason she agreed to marry Han Zhiyuan was that half a month later, she encountered some local thugs while picking wild fruits and herbs on the back mountain of the village. She was almost defiled by them, but Han Zhiyuan, who happened to be picking wild fruits on the back mountain with his son, saved her.

In his attempt to save her, Han Zhiyuan was beaten black and blue, and one of his legs was broken, which terrified his three-year-old son, who cried loudly.

The news quickly spread throughout the surrounding villages that she was having an affair with Han Zhiyuan.

He was unable to take care of the children due to his injury, so to repay his kindness, she temporarily helped look after his children.

Through these interactions, the two gradually became familiar with each other.

She learned from him that he treated his ex-wife very well, but his ex-wife was immoral and abandoned her husband and children to run off with someone else and take the money.

He said that he had to go to work to support his family, take care of his three children, and look after his sick father, thus portraying himself as kind, filial, forbearing, and great.

In that atmosphere, he proposed to her again.

He never mentioned repaying her kindness, but every sentence implied that she should repay him with her body, and he also said that he did not mind her past.

Her son cried and hugged her, begging her to be his mother. Her heart softened, and she agreed.

From then on, I stepped into that home of misery and suffering.

Just as Song Yinhua was lost in thought, a child bumped into her leg from behind and fell to the ground.

A jade pendant the size of her palm fell to her feet.

Song Yinhua bent down to pick up the jade pendant at her feet. Why did this jade pendant look so familiar?

I feel like I've seen this somewhere before.

Just as she was trying to search her memory, the old rooms around her suddenly transformed into a vibrant rice paddy. In the distance, a winding stream flowed through the vast rice paddies and orchards, ending at a crystal-clear circular lake.

Behind them stood a quaint and imposing mansion, with carved beams, painted rafters, pavilions, and towers.

Song Yinhua was stunned.

On this day in her past life, she also came here after rejecting Han Zhiyuan.

But she only saw the place once, and never saw it again, so much so that she thought she was hallucinating, and eventually forgot about it.