After Su Qingluan returned home, the group of people who said they were there to help had already gone back.

According to Su Guangfu, although many people came, few of them were useful - after all, fishermen, hunters and even barbers came to see if there was any work that could earn them some money. There were only two or three truly "professionally qualified" bricklayers and carpenters.

Su Qingluan said hurriedly, "I've already posted the job posting again. I think someone will show up tomorrow."

Yang looked at Su Qingluan's face and asked softly, "Daya, are you feeling unwell? You don't look well."

Su Qingluan pulled the corners of her mouth and tried to put on a smile: "Actually, I'm a little tired today. Mother, I want to go to bed early."

Yang thought about it and realized her eldest daughter had been busy running around all day, and had just visited a friend's house. She must be very tired. She waved her hand and said, "Go and rest. Your father and I can take care of the stall now, so you don't have to go to the county tomorrow."

Su Qingluan nodded, said nothing more, and went back to her room.

When she returned to the room, she seemed to have lost all her strength and collapsed on the bed without even having time to change her clothes.

Before seeing Que'er today, she had never had any intuitive impression of the "marriage life" of this era.

But today, the way Que'er pretended to be strong while preparing her wedding dress, and the way her father looked at her outside the door as if she were a prisoner, made her realize very clearly that the so-called "marriage" in this era is completely different from what she is familiar with.

In this era, marriage is no longer a matter between "a man and a woman". It is not just a social issue, but is also supported by relevant laws.

When Su Qingluan and Tian Xing'er were on their way back, they used the excuse of "amnesia" to ask many questions about the marriage customs of that era.

But as the doubts in her heart were answered little by little, Su Qingluan's heart sank little by little.

Before today, Su Qingluan had not expected to meet a soulmate who was "similar to her" in this strange era of feudal rule - this kind of thing was rare even in modern times, and the difficulty would definitely increase exponentially to hellish levels when it crossed time and space.

But at least she once had a series of naive ideas such as "at worst I can just dress up as a man" or "at worst I can just set up my own household as a woman".

However, at this moment, Su Qingluan understood that, not to mention the household registration and corvee labor issues involved in dressing as a man, even the "relatively feasible" thing of a female household would have to wait until there were no males in the family - that is, at least until her father and that naughty brother were both dead.

...Su Qingluan thought that she was not so crazy as to let her father and brother die just to establish a daughter-in-law.

Then the biggest possibility is that if Su Guangfu and Yang really arranged a marriage for her, she would have to accept it completely unless she had a supernatural cheat.

However, although this system of blind marriage is terrible, Su Qingluan is still very confident that her parents are relatively reliable - at least they all love their children and will not do things like Que'er's father who sold his daughter.

But the reason why it is "relatively reliable" is the difference in concepts about many things - for example, things like visiting parents every morning and evening, and serving aunts and uncles, although these are "feudal dregs" in Su Qingluan's eyes, they are probably taken for granted in the minds of her own parents.

It seems that I still need to pay more attention to the so-called "marriage" - at least I should tell my parents some of my conditions that I can express, so as not to be cheated too much.

As for what cannot be said out loud - does it count if you hope that the other person is a character born with bad luck or a fellow villager who traveled through time?

Su Qingluan thought nonsensically.

With her mind full of confusion, Su Qingluan fell asleep unknowingly.

The next day, when Su Qingluan woke up, it was already bright outside. She looked down and thought: Wow, I didn't even change my clothes last night! Of course, the quilt beside me was not covered.

It's July now, and the daytime is hot. Even though the temperature drops at night, it's not as chilly as it is in autumn or winter. Otherwise, if I sleep without a blanket, I'm sure I'll have a headache and a fever the next day.

Ever since Su Qingluan followed her parents to the morning stall, except for the few days when the weather was bad, she hadn't slept so late in the morning for a long time.

No wonder I always heard people say in my past life, "If you're in a bad mood, just take a good sleep and it will be solved." After Su Qingluan had a good sleep, her body and mind, which seemed to have been weighed down by an invisible mountain yesterday, felt much lighter.

Parents had left long ago. Su Qingluan changed into clean clothes and came out to find her younger brother and sister having breakfast in the yard.

Seeing Su Qingluan coming out, Su Xuanhe pointed in the direction of the kitchen: "Sister, there is porridge in the pot, as well as the wild vegetables mixed by mother and the fried chicken bones left over from yesterday."

Su Qingluan nodded, turned around, brought breakfast over, and sat at the small wooden table in the yard to eat with her younger brothers and sisters.

At this time, Su Qingluan felt a soft little hand on her forehead - it was the little girl Su Xueyan.

Seeing her touching her forehead seriously with an adult look on her face, Su Qingluan smiled and turned to ask her, "Did you find anything, little doctor?"

The little girl didn't notice—or rather, a three or four-year-old child wouldn't notice at all—the teasing in her elder sister's tone. She carefully rubbed Su Qingluan's smooth forehead back and forth several times before nodding, "Sister, you don't have a fever. You don't need to take medicine."

Su Qingluan was so moved by her sister's thoughtful and lovely behavior that she hugged her sister on her knees and kissed her twice: "Xueyan, if you think of me like this, I won't get sick anymore!"

Su Xuanhe on the opposite side said "huh" in a very arrogant manner, indicating that he couldn't bear to watch it.

Although her parents said that it was okay not to go to town today, Su Qingluan was still reluctant to do so after thinking about her experience at the blacksmith shop yesterday. She wanted to see if she could get a few more handy tools at a cheaper price. So after asking Sun Guixiang from the Li family across the street to look after her younger brother and sister, she still went to town.

The blacksmith still looked unmoved. In the final analysis, it was because the technology was too backward, resulting in too high labor costs. Su Qingluan herself had no research on steel smelting. Although she knew that there must be feasible recipes in books like "The Exploitation of the Works of Nature", she only knew the general idea and it was useless to tell her.

After the negotiation failed, Su Qingluan went to her own stall. Unexpectedly, as soon as she got there, Yang told her that Manager Liang had sent someone to ask her where she was, saying that he had something to ask her.

Su Qingluan raised her eyebrows, took two steps at a time and chased in the direction of Hongfulou, and sure enough, she caught up with the servant.

Arriving at Hongfulou, Shopkeeper Liang looked very troubled. "My dear niece, you asked me to help check if there are any shops that have suddenly become vacant. I do have some information, but..."

He glanced at Su Qingluan, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.