Chapter 031: The coffin is about to be lost

While they were discussing Wen Yan, Wen Yan was also asking Aunt Li about the mother and daughter of the Jiao family.

They came to the largest grocery store in the county and talked while picking things.

Aunt Li curled her lips and said, "Mr. Ying has a miserable life. He was originally engaged to his husband's granddaughter.

After he passed the imperial examination, he set the wedding date for the beginning of spring next year.

Who knew that winter, Ying Xiucai's father fell into the river and froze to death!

The girl was willing to wait for him for three years.

Unexpectedly, just two years later, his mother passed away again.

He would have to observe mourning for another three years, by which time the girl would be twenty years old.

The girl's parents could not wait any longer, so they forced the marriage to end and promised the girl to someone else.

After his engagement was broken off, the Jiao family mother and daughter regarded him as their own.

The elder one regards herself as the mother-in-law, and the younger one even wants to take care of Ying Xiucai's food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Fortunately, Ying Xiucai reacted in time and prevented them from entering the house.

When their plan failed, they spread rumors that the mourning period would end and they would get married immediately.

Unexpectedly, Liu Ruyue intervened and got engaged to Ying Zhilin first.

I didn’t expect that the person I married in the end would be you.”

As Aunt Li spoke, she sighed and lamented the impermanence of life.

Things turned out to be pretty much as Wen Yan had guessed.

"Wen Yan, Ying Xiucai is a sensible and polite person. You can't get angry with him just because of those irrelevant people."

"How could that be!" Wen Yan smiled softly.

She could see that Huang Ying'er was interested in him, and if Ying Zhilin also had that intention, she wouldn't mind helping them.

Ying Zhilin only has a few years left to live, so helping him be with his beloved woman before he dies is a good thing.

When working with him, try not to leave him with any regrets.

Wen Yan picked out a set of porcelain and was about to pick it up to take a closer look.

"What are you touching!" a scolding came from the other side of the counter.

The female shopkeeper came over with a two or three-year-old boy in one arm and slapped Wen Yan's hand away.

There was a particularly crisp sound of "Snap!"

The back of Wen Yan's hand suddenly turned red.

Wen Yan rubbed the back of his hand: "Boss, I didn't provoke you, did I?"

Aunt Li was heartbroken and questioned the female shopkeeper, "What's wrong with you? Aren't things put out there to be sold? Why can't you even look at them?"

"I want to sell my things, but can you afford them?" The female shopkeeper looked at the two of them with contempt.

Aunt Li was unconvinced: "Don't be so contemptuous. It's just a set of bowls. I'll buy it for whatever price you give me."

"This is white porcelain from the south. The whole set costs ten taels of silver."

"What? You dare to ask for ten taels of silver for just a few broken bowls? Why don't you just rob them?"

Aunt Li thought it was only a hundred or eighty cents!

I thought that since my daughter was getting married, it would be nice to buy it as a dowry for her.

Who knew it was so expensive...

Aunt Li pulled Wen Yan and was about to leave.

Wen Yan looked at the female shopkeeper and said, "It's just imitation white porcelain from the Hezi Kiln in the west of the capital. It's the best workmanship. A set of it won't cost more than ten taels of silver. Your set has uneven glaze and is a defective product. Five hundred coins is the maximum you can ask for. How dare you ask for such a high price?"

It turns out that this is how the largest grocery store in the county rips off its customers!

Anyone who comes to your house to buy things in the future will be extremely stupid."

After Wen Yan finished speaking, she took Aunt Li away and said, "There's more than one grocery store in the county. Let's go buy something else."

The lie was exposed in front of her face. The female shopkeeper's face turned green and red. After a long time, she squeezed out a sentence: "Pretentious!"

The other customers who were making their selections looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and then left one after another.

Wen Yan and Aunt Li were shopping and eating snacks at the same time, looking so relaxed and comfortable.

Wen Yan suddenly tugged at Aunt Li's sleeve: "Aunt, look at the people in the teahouse opposite, are they Old Madam Qiao and Ying Ximei?"

Aunt Li took a closer look and saw that the old woman walking so fast was none other than Mrs. Qiao!

Aunt Li said, "Didn't she say her leg was injured? I saw her running faster than a rabbit."

I saw that the mother and daughter were dressed particularly decently today.

Ying Ximei also wore a hair flower and put on makeup.

She lowered her head, looking shy as she followed a mother and son and sat down in the teahouse.

"Is this a blind date?" Wen Yan remembered that Mrs. Qiao had said that Ying Ximei was discussing marriage recently.

"Most likely."

Wen Yan was not interested in who Ying Ximei would marry.

She took another look, remembered the unlucky guy, and continued shopping.

She visited the grain store, cloth store, and drug store one by one, and finally went to the grocery store.

By the time she finished shopping, there were so many things that she couldn't carry them all.

It's rare for a grocery store to have such a big customer, so naturally they want to maintain a good relationship.

A mule cart was immediately arranged to deliver the goods to her door.

They rode a mule cart all the way out of the city gate.

From a distance, I saw Ying Zhilin and the others waiting next to the ox cart.

The Jiao family mother and daughter were there too.

Wen Yan really didn't want to waste time on irrelevant people, so she asked the driver not to stop and to keep going.

As they passed Ying Zhilin and the others, she shouted, "We'll go ahead, you guys hurry up and catch up."

Ying Zhilin: “…”

Huang Ying'er: "..."

Aunt Jiao looked at the full cart and felt her teeth itching.

Wen Yan was an abandoned girl with no one to rely on. Who gave her the courage to spend Ying Zhilin's money so lavishly?

She looked at Ying Zhilin with disappointment, but saw him looking in the direction of the mule cart with a doting and indulgent look.

Aunt Jiao's heart skipped a beat, and she secretly felt that something was wrong.

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As soon as Wen Yan and his friends returned to the village, their car full of things immediately attracted a lot of people's attention.

"Wife Zhilin, buying so many things must cost a lot of money!"

"Aren't you guys leaving the house empty-handed? Where did you get the money to buy all this?"

"I know that Lin wouldn't be hiding his own money!"

The aunts asked all sorts of questions, their tone sour.

Wen Yan looked worried, "How could there be any hidden money? We've been kicked out of the house, haven't we? Even though we live in Fifth Granny's house, we're broke, so we have to buy some daily necessities!"

So Zhilin went to the teacher at the academy to borrow some money."

Wen Yan sighed as he spoke, "I'm in debt. I don't know when I can pay it off. I can only ask Zhilin to copy more books in the future."

With a sigh, the mule cart drove away.

Someone else said: "They are so poor that they have to borrow money to get by, yet they still dare to buy so many things."

"So what if she's the daughter of an official? She's not good at budgeting."

"Just wait and see, Ying Xiucai will suffer in the future."

The news that Wen Yan spent money lavishly on things soon spread to the Ying family.

At that time, Mrs. Qiao was still happy.

After three months of tug-of-war, the marriage between Ying Ximei and the second son of the Ma family has finally been settled, and the Ma family will come to propose in three days.

The Ma family is a wealthy family.

Although the second son of the Ma family could only inherit one-third of the family property, he was already a student at the age of nineteen.

The future is limitless.

It’s still uncertain who will rely on whom in the future!

Mrs. Qiao locked the door and hid in the room to count her private treasury, thinking about how many dowries to buy for Ying Ximei and how much money to give as a dowry.

Suddenly, she heard her good friend Aunt Hua calling her from outside: "Old sister, how can you still sit still? Your coffin money has almost been squandered by Scholar Ying!"