Madam Song saw her beloved daughter standing to the side.

Staring at her belly, I snapped out of my daze.

No matter how big the matter is, nothing is more important than the reputation of the He family.

Forget it, let's get married first. When the daughter-in-law gets pregnant, let her go back to Baihua Village with her big belly and apologize. Even the most heartless parents will forgive her.

Then let Xiaoxue vent her frustrations.

They said the imperial examination system was too expensive.

Let her go to her parents' home and get some money to supplement her family's income.

Thinking about it this way, Song felt much better.

His tone naturally returned to what it used to be.

"Mom, you scared me to death, boohoo."

Bai Ruixue threw herself into Song's arms and burst into tears.

"Alright, alright, stop crying. Since you can't marry into your family, let's not wait until you're 20. Let's get married tomorrow. Xiaotian will take you to the government office to register. Our town isn't like your village, where there aren't even marriage certificates. You have one, you know? If you were to marry a farmer, you wouldn't even have a red veil. You'd just be married off without any proper ceremony."

Song leaned back in her chair, her arms crossed over her chest, a hint of disdain in her eyes.

"I understand, Mother. Thank you for loving me."

Bai Ruixue's eyes were red and swollen like two ripe peaches, and she wiped away her tears.

I feel much better now.

It's okay, even without her family's support.

She also has such a good mother-in-law. Bai Ruixue touched the gold bracelet on her left wrist with her right hand.

Smile again.

"Alright, go wash your face. You look like an ugly cat from crying. After you wash your face, have Xiaotian write the marriage certificate in advance. We need to read it aloud in public tomorrow."

"Yes, Mother, I'll go right away."

Bai Ruixue is heartless.

She was crying her eyes out just now, and now she's laughing like a complete idiot.

Song grinned.

I felt incredibly disgusted.

morning,

The oxcart driven by Blake had already traveled half the distance.

Behind the oxcart sat several members of the Bai family.

Everyone had a bitter look on their face.

Bai Zhaoshi had cried until her tears ran dry, and she leaned against her daughter-in-law.

He remained silent.

Bai Lizheng was also very upset. He looked at the letter severing ties with his family in his hand and felt a deep sadness in his heart.

“Father, once my sister has suffered, she will naturally understand your good intentions. If the He family treats her well, we will not try to curry favor with them. If they treat her badly, we will let her come back after she gets a divorce.”

Bai Ruiji glanced back.

He tried to persuade her.

"No, I can't come back. People always have to pay the price for their choices. The He family is both her calamity and her destiny."

The elderly couple exchanged a complicated look.

Actually, when Bai Ruixue was three years old...

Bai Lizheng and his wife took her to the town market. They met a wandering monk. It was hot, and seeing that the monk seemed very thirsty, they gave him half a gourd of water.

Before leaving, the wandering monk gave him four sentences as a parting gift.

Having a daughter late in life is a blessing, but marrying her off to a distant place turns her into a curse, harming not only her parents but also her brothers and nephews. Keeping her by one's side is the only way to resolve this.

When he tried to ask what it meant, the wandering monk waved his hand and left.

No explanation was given.

Therefore, he always wanted to marry Xiaoxue into the village.

The reason I didn't agree to her marrying into the town was because of these four sentences.

Yan Xia's words yesterday reminded him.

He couldn't let his daughter harm his eldest son's family.

He had spoiled Xiaoxue for nineteen years, but she insisted on suffering.

They have done their utmost as parents.

Bai Lizheng sighed, tucked the dried-out letter of severance into his sleeve, and said nothing more.

The sun gradually climbed to its zenith.

The scorching sun seemed to be baking everything in its heat. On a mountain path, an oxcart moved slowly forward.

The old wooden wheels creaked on the uneven, muddy road, blending with the chirping of cicadas in the woods.

The old ox, pulling the Bai family members along, was panting heavily and walking slower and slower, but Bai Ruiji did not whip it.

It was very old. Zhao Dali's son had specifically instructed him not to hit the old ox, because it wouldn't walk fast if he did.

Passing between two mountains, a vast expanse of rice paddies comes into view, resembling a giant blanket.

Smoke rose from the distant villages.

It's almost noon.

Everyone was preparing lunch.

"Dad, we're almost there. Are you hot? Here, have a towel to wipe your face."

Bai Ruiji took a dark, sweaty towel off his neck, which smelled sour.

But Bai Lizheng didn't mind; he took it and wiped his sweat.

He then stretched the damp towel outside the oxcart to wring it dry, and then passed the towel to Bai Zhaoshi.

Until everyone on the oxcart had wiped the sweat from their brows.

The oxcart also stopped in front of the Bai family's house.

"Dad, get off the cart. You all go inside first. I'll take the oxcart back to Dali's house."

"Wait, take these ten eggs with you, and remember to thank them."

After opening the front door, Bai Zhao went to the kitchen and took a small bamboo basket. Inside the basket were ten eggs, still covered in chicken droppings and feathers.

In the past, these eggs were reserved for my daughter.

"Yes, son knows."

Bai Ruiji took the eggs and drove away.

At noon, the Bai family simply cooked a pot of porridge made with a mixture of brown rice and regular rice.

After finishing their meal, they all went back to their rooms to sleep.

Everyone had dark circles under their eyes because they didn't get a good night's sleep last night.

Less than fifteen minutes.

The sound of snoring began.

"You heartless bastard, how could such a fine girl marry that beast Wang Laizi? Don't you know what kind of person he is?"

Two people were arguing not far from the wall.

One is Yan Hecheng, and the other is Yan Chun.

The father and son spoke loudly, but they couldn't wake the Bai family.

They were so tired that they slept very soundly.

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