Chapter 5: Borrowing Money as Dowry?

Lu Yun glanced at his friend beside him, jumped off the rocks, and strode out of the shrimp farm.

Yang Yanzhou pursed his lips and strode after him.

The sunset glow filled the sky, like a rouge box that had been accidentally overturned, dyeing half the sky red.

A gentle sea breeze carries a faint, salty smell.

After leaving the shrimp farm, Lin Ziyan led Jiaojiao towards the beach.

The setting sun cast its golden rays upon the two of them, as if covering them with a layer of gold.

Lin Ziyan took off her shoes and stepped onto the soft sand, facing the sea.

Having been reborn into this era, the pent-up frustration in her heart is slowly dissipating.

The sea surface shimmered, the sun set, and the afterglow poured down.

She suddenly recalled a line of poetry: "Gazing upon the vastness of heaven and earth, I am overwhelmed with sorrow and tears stream down my face!"

The boundless sea, the vastness of heaven and earth, and she was suddenly reborn here alone.

The ambitions and ideals of my past life seem to vanish in an instant.

At this moment, will her parents, grandparents, and maternal grandparents in the original world be saddened by her sudden passing?

Lin Ziyan's eyes filled with tears, and she tilted her head back, tears sliding down her cheeks.

She missed her family, and a bittersweet feeling welled up from the bottom of her heart, amplifying her emotions unconsciously...

"elder sister!"

A childish voice came from one direction.

Lin Ziyan snapped out of her daze, turned her back to wipe away her tears, and walked toward where Jiaojiao was.

Jiaojiao's hair was tied into two small buns, and her eyes blinked, revealing a very conflicted expression.

"Sister, this fish... is ugly..." Jiaojiao pouted in disgust as she looked at her.

At this time of year, there are many people going to the beach to collect seafood, with children from the fishing village carrying small buckets.

If you're lucky, you can sometimes find fish stranded on the bottom of the rocks.

"It really is quite ugly." Lin Ziyan couldn't help but pinch her younger sister's chubby cheeks.

This is a very large bubble fish, which is obviously stranded.

It's actually a pufferfish, but nobody eats it now, as it can cause poisoning if not handled properly.

"Sister, should we take it home?" Jiaojiao asked, her little hands clasped together, her lips pouting, and her brows furrowed slightly.

As darkness fell, the moon hung high in the sky, but the road was still clearly visible.

Lin Ziyan took out a black plastic bag, filled it with some seawater, and lured the pufferfish to swim into the bag.

"It may be ugly, but it's useful," Lin Ziyan said with a faint smile, looking at the conflicted little girl.

They needed to hurry home while they could still see the road.

"Brother Shen, you didn't actually fall for that country girl, did you?" Yang Yanzhou looked at the two figures getting further and further away, lost in thought.

He felt that Lin Ziyan was quite different now.

However, recalling the previous encounters, Yang Yanzhou quickly dismissed the idea in his mind.

"Can a girl who gets into Ocean University with the highest score in Fuzhou be called a village girl?"

Lu Yunshen's dark pupils were deep and unfathomable, and he suppressed the strange feeling in his heart.

Looking at her sorrowful expression, and the tears that slid down her cheeks as she stubbornly raised her head.

He was actually drawn into it...

"No, why would you care about her grades..." Yang Yanzhou realized and shouted.

The seawater crashed against the rocks, creating a white wave.

Lu Yuncheng put one hand in his pocket, letting the sea breeze tousle his short hair, and walked back unhurriedly.

His tall and slender figure, with his straight back, exuded a heroic and unrestrained air.

…

Back in the Lin family courtyard,

Lin Ziyan saw the light on in the inner room, put down the things she had brought back, and stepped inside.

Inside the house, Grandma was cutting paper, almost blindfolded.

Her withered hands skillfully folded a section, and with a swift cut along the curve, the flower took shape.

A woman sat next to him, a fawning smile on her face.

"Ah Yan is back." Ah Tai said calmly, her cloudy eyes revealing a sharp light.

Lin Ziyan found it strange for a reason: in the original owner's memories, Atai never turned on the lights.

Only Grandma lived in the inner room, while the three sisters lived in the other room.

"Who are you?" Lin Ziyan looked at the woman with a puzzled expression.

I always felt that the way she looked at me was too blatant, like she was examining some kind of commodity, waiting for a price to be paid.

"Oh dear, Ah Yan hasn't seen her aunt in so long, she doesn't even recognize her anymore."

“I’m from the east end of the village, Wei Er’s wife.”

The woman smiled, but her eyes were squinting, giving her a very mean look.

“My daughter Caixia is your classmate, and you even got into the same university!”

The woman thought herself kind and approachable, and after speaking, she tried to step forward and hold Lin Ziyan's hand.

However, Lin Ziyan took a few steps back without making a sound and was not caught by her.

The woman was taken aback for a moment, then smiled meaningfully.

Lin Ziyan thought for a moment before remembering the person: Wei Er's wife, Li Zhaodi.

This person has a bad reputation; he's a habitual rumor-monger, favors sons over daughters, and likes to take advantage of others.

His sudden appearance at my house can't be anything good.

“Ayan, I know what Caixia’s father did yesterday. I scolded him when he got back, and the elders in the clan also berated him so much that he couldn’t hold his head up high.”

I don't think your family will be able to pay back the money you lent to your dad anytime soon.

"I thought about it all night, staying up until dawn. I'm so worried that I've grown a lot of gray hair," Li Zhaodi said earnestly.

Lin Ziyan snorted inwardly, but remained silent and waited.

If Li Zhaodi were truly so considerate of her family, she shouldn't have come knocking on their door at this time.

"I've thought of a compromise, what do you think?"

Li Zhaodi paused for a moment, her expression conflicted, but her eyes gleamed.

"Consider that money as our dowry to you. You will marry my son, Wei Sheng, in a month."

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