Logically speaking, Jiang Weimin should have sent Chen Xiahua home directly.
But if a girl is bought by her mother for 100 yuan to bring home to her younger brother to bring good luck, her parents must not be good people either.
So Jiang Weimin asked her if she wanted to go back. He could ask his mother not to ask the Shen family for the hundred yuan back. She deserved it.
Chen Xiahua thought about it and shook her head.
If I go back, I'll be sold again next time. Who knows who I'll be sold to next time? It's better to be with this man in front of me...
The night after Chen Xiahua married Jiang Weiren, she appeared in Jiang Weimin's room, scaring Jiang Weimin so much that he almost screamed.
"You, you, why are you here?"
Chen Xiahua tilted her head and looked at him, her tone was faint.
"I heard...you're not married yet?"
Yes, the youngest son for whom Jiang's mother was so eager to find a wife was only eighteen years old, while Jiang Weimin, who had never been cared about in his lifelong affairs and whom everyone thought could find a wife on his own, was actually twenty-eight years old, which was definitely an old man in that era.
When Jiang Weimin was younger, he was busy fighting on the battlefield. After finally settling down a bit, he was busy completing his duties. Add to that the difficult mother and brother at home, and he felt that marrying a girl from any family would be unlucky for eight lifetimes.
So he didn't think about it.
Until one day, Chen Xiahua stared at him like this.
"...No, I'm not married. But you, you, you're not..."
If you don't leave, doesn't that mean you accept marrying Jiang Weiren and becoming your sister-in-law? Then why are you running to my room now?
Oh my god, Jiang Weimin felt like he had just taken home another grenade.
"I'm not leaving because I'll be sold if I go back." Chen Xiahua didn't think she had done anything immoral.
"I don't want to marry your brother, but since you spent 100 yuan to buy me, I can stay and work as a maid, a cook, or a farmhand."
"It's a new society now, young lady," Jiang Weimin corrected her. "There are no maids, cooks, or farmhands anymore."
"Oh, how about I marry you?"
Jiang Weimin almost choked on his own saliva.
He had finally convinced his mother today not to force Chen Xiahua to sleep with his younger brother, but she showed up in his room that night. He was afraid that his mother would go out and report him tomorrow for having a crush on his younger brother's wife.
Oh my god!
"You, you, you, go back to sleep! Hurry back! We're leaving the day after tomorrow, so pack up anything you need to take with you."
What could Chen Xiahua possibly bring? She was forced to marry in, and apart from the clothes on her body, there was nothing here that belonged to him.
But… "According to the rules, I have to go back home tomorrow, right?"
Oh, that's true.
"Then you... are going back?"
"I'm scared. Please go back with me."
Jiang Weimin: ???
"No, I..."
"Jiang Weiren can't get up, so someone has to accompany me back to my parents' home, right? Are you going to let me go back alone?"
If Chen Xiahua really had to go back home alone, everyone, from the three-year-old child to the eighty-year-old woman, would curse the Jiang family and say they were inhumane.
"Okay, okay! I'll go back with you! Now go back to your own place and sleep!"
Chen Xiahua went back leisurely. She didn't have a separate room, so she slept on the floor in Jiang Weiren's room.
Jiang Weiren still looked at her with a gloomy look, but Chen Xiahua no longer cared. She spread out her bed on the floor, blew out the kerosene lamp, and lay down.
"Did you go look for my brother?" In the darkness, Jiang Weiren's sinister voice echoed not far away, "Do you think everything will be fine if you cling to his thigh?"
"I'm telling you! You're marrying me! We're married in a ceremony! You're mine! Even if I die, you have to observe mourning for me! Don't go out and embarrass yourself in public... You're a fickle, unfaithful woman... cough cough cough!"
Jiang Weiren became more and more excited, and started coughing while cursing.
Chen Xiahua rolled her eyes in the dark and replied, "I'm married to a rooster."
Jiang Weiren was so angry that he pounded the bed all night.
…
Jiang Weimin had wanted to avoid Chen Xiahua, but since he had promised to take her home, he couldn't avoid her. He had a public car, so for convenience, he took it to take Chen Xiahua back to the Shen family.
Chen Xiahua just asked him to sit in the car and she would be back soon. If there was any danger, she would call him for help.
Jiang Weimin smiled. He knew that the woman who could run into his room and said that she had to return home according to the rules was probably here to cause trouble for this family.
He sat in the car for a while. Without rolling down the window, he could hear the sound of things being smashed and people shouting.
He took a limited look at this family. They were similar to the other farmers' families along the way. They didn't look particularly poor nor rich. If they were not at the point of being unable to survive and were still willing to sell their daughter for money, then it could only be said that the parents had a bad conscience.
After a long while, Chen Xiahua came out of the door. Looking inside, the house and the people inside were in a mess.
When she opened the car door and got in, Jiang Weimin saw the two little girls at the door. They were not really little girls, as they looked to be around ten years old.
The two girls seemed to be unharmed by Chen Xiahua and just stood there watching their car go away.
Jiang Weimin saw from the corner of his eye that Chen Xiahua's eyes were red, she was holding a handkerchief in her hand, and she was looking back from time to time.
"Your sister?"
"Yeah." Chen Xiahua's voice was light, but there was a hint of sob. "The older one is 13, and the younger one is only 10. In a few years, maybe they will be like me..."
Jiang Weimin tightened his grip on the steering wheel, "Then you..."
"I am the eldest sister, and I raised them all, but I don't owe them anything." Chen Xiahua held the handkerchief in her hand tighter.
"I'm just an uneducated girl. I can't do that many things. All I can do is keep myself alive first."
It's hard to survive on your own, isn't it?
If Jiang Weimin hadn't stood between Jiang's mother and Jiang Weiren, just based on the look in Jiang Weiren's eyes, Shen Xiahua felt that she wouldn't live longer than Jiang Weiren.
"You really don't want me to marry you?"
Chen Xiahua asked this question again without any reason, which scared Jiang Weimin so much that he braked suddenly and almost overturned the car.
"No, Comrade Chen Xiahua, although this may not be a good start, you are indeed the wife my mother found for my brother. Of course, it's a new society now, so I also asked you, you can leave if you don't want to..."
"I don't want to marry him, but I am willing to marry you."
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