Su Yuhe was indeed a little curious. The Jiang family's ancestors were businessmen and later became local landlords. How did they become related to the Ye family?
Before, she thought that Ye Yunshu might be good-looking, otherwise she would not have given birth to someone with Jiang Lin's appearance.
Now listening to Ye Yunshu's words, there may be other hidden stories.
Su Yuhe shook her head: "Why?"
Ye Yunshu smiled: "If I had stayed at home, with the Jiang family's status at the time, it would have been impossible for them to fall in love with the Ye family."
Su Yuhe didn't say anything and just listened quietly.
Ye Yunshu continued: "What a coincidence, it was around the same time as May. At that time, my two brothers didn't have the money to marry, so my mother wanted to use me as a replacement. Do you know what a replacement is?"
Su Yuhe said she knew.
Exchange marriage means exchanging one's own daughter for another family's daughter to be the wife of one's own son.
This way, the marriages of the two sons can be solved at the same time.
Ye Yunshu: "If it was just a simple marriage exchange, I might have gone, but my mother found me a widower whose wife had died. She wanted to exchange me for his daughter to marry my brother."
Su Yuhe was shocked: "Can it be changed like this?"
"There are even some that are more extreme than others."
Ye Yunshu glanced at Su Yuhe and said, "Just then, I ran out and met Jiang Lin's father on the way. He was just coming back from doing business. I fainted from hunger on the road and was rescued by his father."
Su Yuhe saw Ye Yunshu smile, and she smiled too: "So, mother, you promised to marry me."
Ye Yunshu pursed her lips and smiled: "How can it be that easy? His father is just like Lin Ge'er. Before they got married, they were both pieces of wood! His father said at the time that he would send him back home to me.
I begged him to let me do some odd jobs in his house. At that time, the Jiang family had many servants. I could go up the mountain to chop wood and work in the fields. I said I could do anything, but his father thought a little girl like me could do nothing. Later, after I told him about my family situation, his father let me stay.
Su Yuhe listened with great interest. Isn’t this the story of a young master falling in love with a maid?
"And then?" Su Yuhe asked curiously, "So was it Dad who pursued you first, or was it you who pursued Dad?"
Ye Yunshu recalled the days she spent with her husband, and a smile appeared on her face. "Well... it was your father who pursued me, right? I was just a country bumpkin with a strong accent back then, and he taught me a lot, taught me to read, taught me to speak Mandarin..."
Later, a man in the village wanted to date me, but before I had made up my mind, your father got anxious and we got together without any further ado."
Su Yuhe looked at Ye Yunshu: "You also liked Dad at that time, right?"
"Yes, your father has traveled extensively and is a knowledgeable and charming man, but I didn't dare to think about it. Later, I felt inferior when we were together, but he treated me very well. Other landlords would look for concubines, but your father didn't have any."
"That's great." Su Yuhe smiled. "Please tell me more details when you have time. When I have the chance in the future, I will write down the story for you."
"What's there to write about?" Ye Yunshu laughed. "People will laugh at your father for marrying a country bumpkin."
"Well, that's not right. People in the future might really like this kind of story."
Ye Yunshu smiled but said nothing. She just listened and let it go. However, after Su Yuhe came here and talked to her for a while, she felt much more depressed.
…
When I came out of Ye Yunshu's room, I saw Jiang Lin coming back from outside.
"You're back so late today," Su Yuhe asked him to come into the kitchen, "There's hot food in the pot."
Saying that there was food in the pot, Su Yuhe went into the kitchen with a bowl in her hand and never came out. She prepared the food for Jiang Lin and asked Jiang Lin to sit at the small table in the kitchen to eat.
Jiang Lin went into the kitchen and ate the ready-made food. No wonder the ancestors said that when you marry a wife, you need to have one who understands your husband's well-being.
Only after he got married did he deeply feel that what his ancestors said was very reasonable.
After eating, he washed the dishes and then fetched water to take a bath.
The weather was cold, so Jiang Lin simply washed and changed his clothes, put on a thick coat, and went back to the house while rubbing his hands.
There was coal burning on the kang in the room. Su Yuhe sat on the kang and read a book after preparing lessons.
Jiang Lin lifted the quilt and went up. After waiting for a while, he waited for the cold air on his body to dissipate before approaching Su Yuhe: "Something happened in business, so I came back a little late tonight."
"Well," Su Yuhe paused writing, "Feng Banqin passed away."
Jiang Lin subconsciously thought of Ye Yunshu: "Mother..."
"Mom must be feeling unwell. She's been in the house all afternoon and didn't eat dinner. But I boiled two eggs for her and put some calming herbs in them so she can have a good rest."
Jiang Lin hugged Su Yuhe from behind, his chin resting on Su Yuhe's shoulder: "Wife, you are so good."
Su Yuhe didn't plan to read anymore and put the book away: "If you are good to me, I will definitely be good. If you are not good to me, then I will not be good."
Jiang Lin promised in a low voice: "I will treat you well all my life."
"Hey, I'm so tired of hearing that. Can you please rephrase it?"
Jiang Lin blinked: "Change what?"
Su Yuhe thought for a moment, then looked at Jiang Lin with sparkling eyes: "Say 'I love you' to me."
Jiang Lin frowned: "Ai Laohu Oil? What is this?"
Su Yuhe was amused by Jiang Lin: "Your pronunciation is not correct!"
Jiang Lin was a little embarrassed: "Is this the dialect of your capital?"
"I wish it was our capital dialect. This is English, and it means 'I love you'."
To Jiang Lin, it sounded like Su Yuhe was confessing her love to him.
Jiang Lin's whole body suddenly became hot, his face and neck became even redder. He hugged Su Yuhe and kissed her hard.
After a long kiss, Jiang Lin let go of Su Yuhe and looked into her watery eyes excitedly: "Wife, say it again."
Su Yuhe pouted unhappily: "I was teaching you to speak, why are you like this!"
Jiang Lin chuckled, "So my wife likes to hear this. It doesn't have to be in a foreign language. In Northeastern dialect, I cherish you! In Mandarin, I love you."
He found that when he said these words, Su Yuhe's face would turn red.
He put his face close to Su Yuhe's: "Hey, wife, I love you, I love you..."
Su Yuhe didn't expect Jiang Lin to say so much in one go, as if he never got tired of it. He was also not like other men on TV or outside who were ashamed to say these words.
Jiang Lin kept talking to Su Yuhe for a long time, and suddenly looked at her expectantly: "Wife, it's your turn."
Su Yuhe: "..."
It turns out Jiang Lin was waiting here.
When Su Yuhe was teaching Jiang Lin, she could say those three words fluently, but when she was asked to say them suddenly, she found it difficult to speak.
But seeing Jiang Lin's look, Su Yuhe couldn't bear to disappoint him.
Su Yuhe leaned against Jiang Lin's chest and whispered, "I love you, Brother Lin."
But Jiang Lin was very excited.
He had no idea how magical these three words could be. He really wanted to crush Su Yuhe into pieces and eat her.
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