Chapter 674 I Want to Marry Daya
Cheng Jia knelt on the ground, a suspicious look appearing on his dark face.
"Your subordinate wishes to marry Cheng Daya, and hopes that Your Highness will grant his request!"
Da Ya's original surname was Liu, but she later changed it to Cheng. Now she is called Cheng Da Ya. She is sixteen or seventeen years old this year, which is indeed the age for marriage.
Cheng Wanwan put down the ledger and couldn't help but ask, "You shouldn't be asking me this; you should be asking Daya."
Cheng Jia blushed deeply: "It's just that Da Ya asked me if I was willing to marry her, so I came to ask Lady Gong for her consent..."
Cheng Wanwan: "..."
I never would have guessed that my niece was so fierce.
She stood up, coughed, and said, "You're twenty this year, right? It's time to get married. But Da Ya isn't my daughter, so you'll have to ask Da Ya's mother what she thinks. Come on, let's go together."
Cheng Jia hurriedly got up from the ground and followed behind Cheng Wanwan, walking together towards Cheng Yuanyuan's house.
Cheng Yuanyuan was busy in the yard, and Daya was washing clothes beside her. When she saw Cheng Jia enter, Daya's face suddenly turned red, and she lowered her head and walked to the backyard.
"Big sister, stop busying yourself." Cheng Wanwan walked over. "Cheng Jia has something to tell you."
Cheng Yuanyuan wiped her hands, looked up and smiled, "Xiao Jia looks quite energetic today. What's up?"
Cheng Wanwan sat quietly to the side, eating melon seeds. She was even calling Xiao Jia affectionately, so it seemed that there were no major problems with the marriage.
Cheng Jia walked over and suddenly knelt down in front of Cheng Yuanyuan with a thud, startling her: "What's wrong? Why are you kneeling on the ground all of a sudden? You child, get up quickly."
"Auntie, I...I..."
Cheng Jia suddenly started to stutter.
He was never a good talker to begin with, and now that his tongue was tied, he couldn't utter a single complete sentence.
He reached into his chest and pulled out a cloth bag, which he handed to Cheng Yuanyuan.
Cheng Yuanyuan was very suspicious. She opened the bag and saw that it was full of silver notes and loose silver, roughly estimated to be at least a thousand taels.
“Auntie, this is my betrothal gift.” Cheng Jia raised his head. “I want to marry Daya, and I ask that you grant my request.”
"Marry...marry Daya?" Cheng Yuanyuan was utterly astonished. "You two..."
For the past month or so, Cheng Jia has often come to the house to help with chores. She thought it was Wanwan's order, but it turned out that it was for Daya.
This guy stole her daughter right under her nose?
Although she had been anxious about her daughter's marriage, it was still hard to accept when this actually happened.
Just then, Daya ran out of the house and knelt down with a thud, kneeling beside Cheng Jia. She said firmly, "I hope Mother will agree."
Cheng Yuanyuan rubbed her forehead.
This girl doesn't act like a proper young lady at all. How could she interfere when it's time to discuss marriage?
She calmed herself down and said, "You two get up, let's talk sitting down."
Cheng Wanwan chimed in, "Kneeling isn't proper, get up quickly."
Cheng Jia and Da Ya exchanged a glance before getting up from the ground and standing properly to the side.
Cheng Yuanyuan coughed and said seriously, "When did you two start, when did you decide to get married, and have you ever crossed any lines? Tell me all of these things clearly."
"Auntie, I absolutely did not do anything inappropriate to Daya." Cheng Jia hurriedly defended himself, then blushed and whispered, "Actually, a long time ago when Daya was learning martial arts with Uncle Wang from the patrol team, I... Many people in the village learned martial arts, but only Daya, a girl, persisted. At that time, I felt that Daya was different from others."
Cheng Wanwan silently complained in her heart. Cheng Fang was also learning martial arts, but in the eyes of lovers, Cheng Fang was probably just a wisp of air.
"Oh, you!" Da Ya nudged his shoulder. "So you noticed me back then, but you only said you liked me after I spoke up..."
Cheng Yuanyuan: "..."
They flirt with each other right in front of her, do they really think she doesn't exist?
She took a sip of tea and said, "I understand. Let me think about it carefully. You two go ahead and get back to work."
Cheng Jia cupped his hands in farewell and said, "Then I shall take my leave."
After he and Daya left the courtyard, Cheng Yuanyuan looked at Cheng Wanwan, who had been silently watching the drama unfold, and asked, "Wanwan, do you think this marriage is appropriate?"
“The two children like each other, what’s wrong with that?” Cheng Wanwan said with a smile. “Cheng Jia has been living in my house for two years, so I know him quite well. Although he doesn’t talk much, he is very hardworking and, most importantly, has a good character. If he marries Daya, he will definitely protect her like the apple of his eye. You can rest assured about that, sister.”
She paused, then continued, "Cheng Jia's indenture is in my hands. I will redeem him, and he will be free from then on. He can continue to stay in my house as a guard, or he can go out and open his own martial arts school, as he pleases. Is there anything else you need to know, elder sister?"
Cheng Yuanyuan also knew that Cheng Jia was a reliable person, and after thinking it over, she couldn't find any fault with him.
She said helplessly, "My daughter is all grown up now, and her heart is no longer at home. Looking at her, she can't wait to get married. Well, well, once she's married, I won't have to worry about her anymore."
The voice was filled with melancholy.
Cheng Wanwan couldn't understand this feeling because she didn't have a daughter.
Cheng Yuanyuan was melancholy for a while, then went into the house and took out the almanac: "Since these two children are grown up, let's pick a date for their wedding as soon as possible, so I can hold my grandson soon. Wanwan, can you help me choose a date?"
Cheng Wanwan didn't know anything about these things, so she simply took it to Old Man Zhao to help her set a date.
Good days will come all year round, and after much thought, the auspicious date of May 18th was finally chosen.
Although the wedding date was a bit rushed, fortunately we had everything we needed at home, so we could make preparations in time.
Cheng Wanwan was looking at courtyards in Dahe Town. The small, square courtyards were clean and tidy. She bought four sets on a whim, one for each of her four brothers, Jia, Yi, Bing, and Ding.
After buying the house, she arranged for Granny Qi to fill the small courtyard and decorate it into a festive wedding room.
After she took Cheng Jia's indenture to the government office to cancel it, she personally handed it to Cheng Jia and said earnestly, "From now on, you are free. After you have your own little family, you must put your family first in everything. Most importantly, you must not let Da Ya down. Do you understand?"
Cheng Jia was moved to tears: "I will always remember your kindness, my lady. Even though I am married now, I will always be your subordinate!"
Cheng Wanwan smiled and helped him up: "After you and Daya get married, you should call me Second Aunt."
Although Cheng Jia was just a guard, his marriage to Daya attracted much attention, and the villagers would often gather together to discuss it.
"I heard that Cheng Jia gave a dowry of a full thousand taels of silver, which is the highest dowry in our village... oh, our town."
"Who says otherwise? I never imagined that being a guard at Da Shan's house would be so wealthy. It's truly enviable."
“Cheng Jia is not only a bodyguard, but he also has to work in the fields and help take care of some businesses. He does a lot of work, so his wages are naturally high.”
"Moreover, Madam Dashan is generous and often rewards her subordinates, so I reckon Cheng Yi and the others must have quite a bit of money."
“I used to only have eyes for San Niu, but it seems I need to find someone else. Cheng Yi is a good match for my granddaughter.”
"..."
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