"Heh, I have a good reputation, everyone knows that. It's not my fault that I can't get married."

Xiuxiu's mother choked again: "You brat, believe me or not, I'll sell you!"

"Go ahead and sell it!" Hu Xiuxiu glanced at her disdainfully, chopped at the wooden stake with her machete, and turned to go into the house.

Xiuxiu's mother couldn't catch her breath and almost fainted.

That brat, maybe we should just sell her!

I'll sell anywhere as long as you're willing to pay!

But her conscience, deep down, hadn't completely died out.

She is my own flesh and blood after all, and no matter how cruel I am, I can't force her to her death.

Besides, what would the village think of her if she really sold her daughter?

Everyone will say she ruined her daughter's chances of getting married and even sold her off! She'll never be able to hold her head up high again.

Furthermore, she married her daughter to Cai the carpenter. Although her mistresses and other children would be angry, they wouldn't hate her.

If they sold their daughter outright, they would hate her to death!

But Xiao Yi and Xiao Er are unreliable. In the future, she, Xiao Yi, and Xiao Er will all be relying on Xiao San and the others to support them in their old age. She can't let them really drift away from her.

She can't get married, and she can't sell herself!

This is truly a disaster!

The more Xiuxiu's mother thought about it, the more frightened she became. At this point, she no longer cared about saving face and turned to leave.

She knew that Ye Yong often went to the jujube tree to chop firewood.

She waited there for a long time before Ye Yong finally arrived.

Under the jujube tree, Ye Yong was intently cutting branches.

Xiuxiu's mother carried a basket, pretending to be going up the mountain to dig for wild vegetables. She tidied her hair before coming out: "Oh, Dayong is chopping firewood."

Ye Yong glanced back at her and nodded, "Mm."

Go back and keep cutting.

Xiuxiu choked to death, feeling that Ye Yong no longer respected her as before.

She gritted her teeth and smiled, "Dayong, don't you like Xiuxiu?"

“It’s not right to force a couple to break up. After thinking it over, your aunt still thinks it’s best to let you and Xiuxiu be together.”

Ye Yong sighed heavily, "What are you saying, Auntie? I may be honest, but I'm not stupid. Nobody dares to marry me right now, so you're using me as a safety net, aren't you?"

Xiuxiu's mother's smile froze on her face. She gritted her teeth and thought, "Since things have come to this point, I might as well humble myself and say, 'Dayong, please, please help Xiuxiu!'"

"I can't help you, Auntie. Who told you to have so many sons?"

With a slap, Xiuxiu felt as if her sore spot had been stepped on.

Ye Yong continued, "If I marry her, won't I end up with a few more burdens?"

"Luckily you didn't agree back then. Thinking about it now, I break out in a cold sweat. Thank you for pushing your luck that day, Auntie, otherwise I would be the one who got ripped off now."