“Oh dear, then we’ll go up the mountain together. It’ll keep you two girls company so you don’t get lost.”

Han Chunying felt helpless. Why weren't they so enthusiastic before? Now that they know they've found something good, they're all coming over to curry favor.

Cui Yulu tugged at her sleeve: "We're all from the same village, we'll run into each other all the time, let's go quickly."

She doesn't care about these things; having more people is fine, as long as there aren't any outstanding ones.

"Chunying, is this your mentally challenged third brother's wife?"

Cui Yulu felt uncomfortable hearing this, so she looked up and glanced at Han Jinling.

Han Jinling was glared at, but she just smiled awkwardly. She didn't think she had said anything wrong. What she said was true. Everyone knew that Han Yu'an was a fool.

"I heard your family bought it for eight taels of silver. Your old lady is really rich."

Some people in this waterside village have never seen eight taels of silver in their entire lives. Now that someone in the village is actually buying a wife with eight taels of silver, they are extremely envious.

Han Chunying's face grew increasingly gloomy, showing that she had reached her limit of patience.

"Aunt Han, is it really appropriate for you to say that in front of that young girl?"

The young woman couldn't stand it anymore and directly asked Han Jinling a question.

This infuriated Han Jinling: "What I say is none of your business, you widow. Just mind your own business. It's none of your place to tell people what to do here."

Tan Guihua was so angry that her face turned red and her body trembled uncontrollably.

"If you're willing to come up the mountain with us, apologize to us. If you're not, then leave immediately."

Although Cui Yulu was only fourteen years old, her expression and tone of voice at this moment made Han Jinling somewhat afraid.