Objectively speaking, the original owner should blame her parents for letting her marry in place of her. Why blame everything on the Xie family? It was her parents who could make the decision for her, and the Xie family also wanted Chen Yan.
The Xie family had so many troubles, and Xie Jian couldn't possibly stand in the original owner's shoes and think for her, or pity her. Her curse would only make things worse.
But secretly, as a woman, Shen Heng felt sorry for the original owner who had been sacrificed. Why should she be sacrificed? Furthermore, Xie's father was a murderer, so breaking off the engagement was understandable. If the Shen family had sat down and discussed the matter, and offered some compensation, perhaps this situation wouldn't have happened.
There was another very important reason why Xie Jian made this decision.
That is, if he wants to take the imperial examination, he needs a guarantor like Shen's father who is a great philanthropist.
But Mr. Shen has already given up this daughter, so how could he possibly guarantee Xie Jian?
But if the original owner had an affair with someone, bringing shame to both the Xie and Shen families, in order to prevent the Xie family from making this matter known and affecting the Shen family, Shen's father would definitely act as a guarantor.
So, what's the point of keeping a woman who only knows how to curse his family? To cultivate his body and mind? Let's be more practical.
Chen Heng looked at the sleeping boy in front of her, his outline as clear as a silhouette in the dim night, and took a breath. This kid is so deep and sinister.
She must be more careful in the future.
The next day, the weather was fine.
When Chen Heng woke up, the sun was shining in through the window lattice. She woke up instantly, stood up, sat down in front of the dressing table, and opened the mirror box. Although the woman in the mirror was not beautiful, the proportions of her eyebrows, eyes and nose were just right, making her very attractive. Moreover, her teeth were white and neat.
Chen Heng opened her mouth and looked up and down and left and right. There were no cavities.
At this moment, the door was suddenly slammed, and Xia's hoarse voice came from outside: "Do you really think you are still a boudoir girl who doesn't need to do anything? You are already married, but you don't know how to serve your husband, be frugal and manage household chores, and you just stay in the house all day long. Do you plan to..."
The door opened and Xia's voice stopped abruptly. She scolded her sister-in-law every day and thought that she would let her scold her again tomorrow as usual, but she didn't expect her to come out.
"Big sister, good morning." Since she was here, she had to make the best of it. In ancient society, it was difficult for a woman to survive alone. Having the confidence to live her own life was a good thing, but she was afraid that confidence would turn into arrogance, which would make her even worse off than she was now. Shen Heng decided to first adapt to her current life and then find a chance to leave, starting with calling her "big sister."
Xia was stunned for a moment. In her impression, this sister-in-law seemed to be better than her eldest sister-in-law, and she felt so awkward with her.
"Mom, I'm back." At the door, a five-year-old boy came in carrying a bamboo basket taller than him, and a big yellow dog followed behind, wagging its tail.
Although the little boy was dressed in a coarse cloth and a short brown robe, he had delicate features and a cute appearance. His eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to those of Xia, and his outline was also somewhat similar to that of Xie Jian. He was Xia's son and Xie Jian's nephew Xie Min (mín).
"Auntie." Xie Min said stiffly, then went to the sheep pen at the back to feed the sheep.
The original owner didn't like the Xie family, so naturally he didn't like this little nephew. Although Xie Minji was young, he was a man of integrity. He knew that his aunt didn't like him, so apart from calling her when he saw her, he never took the initiative to talk to her.
Chen Heng sighed in her heart. She had to improve her interpersonal relationships without leaving any trace.
"What are you standing there for? You've hung out all the family's clothes to dry." Xia frowned and glared at Chen Heng.
Following her memory, Chen Heng came to the eaves, took out a bamboo beam and placed it in the middle of the yard. She then picked up the wooden bucket containing washed clothes from the square well, took out one of the clothes and shook it off fiercely. Unexpectedly, her hand slipped, and the clothes flew out with a "xiu" sound, landing right in front of Xie Jian's feet as he returned from outside.
Uh~~~The clothes that haven’t been spun in the washing machine are so heavy.
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