Qingyin, who was squatting to eat, certainly didn't miss the scheme in He's eyes.
Sure enough, not long after the meal, Mrs. He took the initiative to wash the dishes and called her into the room.
The original owner's father, Lin Dahai, sat by the door, puffing on his opium, seemingly blocking the only exit. Meanwhile, He's mother pulled Qingyin to sit on the bed.
The iron-like hand gripped the girl tightly; clearly, the farm woman, accustomed to farm work, possessed strength far beyond what a young girl could possibly manage.
Did Qingyin know what Madam He was planning? Perhaps it was her more unruly behavior than the original owner of this body, as well as the effects of the beauty pill, that made Madam He and Lin's father feel that certain things should be put on the agenda.
Qingyin lowered her head to hide the sarcasm and disgust in her eyes, and pretended to be afraid and in pain, saying, "Ah! Mother, you're hurting me. Why did you suddenly come into the room?"
"Ah, is that so?" Madam He sighed and loosened her grip slightly, but still didn't let go of Qingyin's hand.
“Er Ya, you know our family is poor. You're all grown up now, and your mother and father have worked hard all their lives to raise you. It's not easy for a girl to get married when she's older, and your mother hopes you can find a good match. That's why your Granny Li came to talk to me. There's a family in Muzi Village in Minghe Mountain. They're wealthy, and he's an only child, though he's a bit older. I think this marriage is a good one. You should marry him…”
Mrs. He was still rambling on and on.
But Qingyin stopped the woman's long-winded explanation: "Mother, I'm willing!"
"ah?"
When Lin's father stopped smoking, He was stunned.
Originally intending to use more persuasion and threats to convince the second daughter to obediently marry him, Madam He clicked her tongue and said, "Ah, you agree?"
"Yes, Mother."
The girl smiled sweetly and said, "You are my mother. I know you won't hurt me. That family is so well-off. I'll enjoy life there. Before the wedding, ask for a lot of money as a dowry so that Tianbao can have some money to get married. When Tianbao becomes successful, he can help me. After I marry into Muzi Village, bring more meat and grain from home to support you and Dad."
Mr. He/Mr. Lin: "..."
Er Ya has already said everything, what else can they say?
For the first time, Madam He smiled at Er Ya, ignoring her own guilty feeling upon hearing Er Ya's opening words for the first time. Madam He also suddenly realized that her Er Ya wasn't very clever.
Her meager conscience, aggrieved by the condemnation she felt, led her to say a few kind words to Qingyin: "When you get married and move there, you must be well-behaved and hurry up and give birth to your own son, understand?"
"Yes! I know." Qingyin nodded obediently.
"Alright, you can go now." At this moment, Madam He released her hand, and Qingyin walked out openly in front of Lin's father.
In her previous life, the original owner was also at this time, but because it was a little later, He Shi wanted to marry her off to someone else in exchange for a high dowry. In reality, she was sold to someone else by He's mother and Lin's father.
This family, which could offer four times the dowry of others, was naturally not a good family. The place was even more remote than Emin Mountain, and the village was much poorer than other villages. The family that He's mother chose was Hu Cheng, the most notorious wife-beater in Muzi Village. This man was the only son of the local village chief and had married several wives, but none of them lived long because he was born impotent and loved to beat his wives. He beat each of his wives to death. The wives were either orphans in the village or daughters who were not valued outside the village. People with conscience in the village did not dare to report it because of the village chief's power, while others either turned a deaf ear and pretended not to see it, or they were complicit in the crime.
If the original owner of this body in her previous life hadn't saved the male protagonist and hadn't desperately escaped from the house where He's mother was imprisoning her, she would probably have become another lonely ghost in Minghe Mountain.
Qingyin lowered her head, suppressing her anger. The He family had become accustomed to being oppressed through long-term exploitation and had become a treacherous accomplice. This family was rotten and suppurating, and the only way to renew it was to cut it all down. That was why the original owner wanted to escape desperately.
When Qingyin came out, she looked at Lin Tianbao, who was sitting diagonally in a chair, munching on sunflower seeds, and whose eyes had become much smaller from his fatness, with disgust.
If someone makes her unhappy, Qingyin doesn't want to make them happy either.
Qingyin's mind raced as she stepped out of the house, her feet wet from walking on some special little yellow fruit, which she then sprinkled with water.
A short while later, Qingyin returned.
It seemed to be wandering aimlessly around the house, sweeping the floor.
Lin Tianbao looked at his older sister who had walked up to him without any respect. He narrowed his calculating eyes, coughed several times, and deliberately threw a few more sunflower seed shells at the floor that Qingyin had just cleaned: "Tsk tsk, Lin Erhua, you haven't cleaned the floor yet!"
Qingyin narrowed her eyes and remained silent.
Just as the chubby boy suddenly felt a bit of danger, Qingyin smiled gently and said, "Little brother, wait a moment, I'll scan it right away."
Qingyin's silence earlier frightened Lin Tianbao, who became even more enraged and harassed her.
They deliberately scattered sunflower seed shells on the clean ground.
Qingyin complied with everything, but perhaps this taciturn approach made the chubby boy feel bored, so he lazily started eating sunflower seeds again.
They were completely unaware of certain dark, slightly damp spots on the ground.
Qingyin put down the broom and walked out of the room, a slight smile playing on her lips.
Sure enough, a moment later, Qingyin heard a series of "slap slap slap" sounds coming from inside the house, accompanied by the little fat boy's cries and the exclamations of women and men falling down.
Qingyin thought it was absolutely wonderful.
As Qingyin stepped out of the house, she hummed a cheerful tune, scraping the mud off her shoes onto Lin Tianbao's shoes with a twig to remove the mud from her own shoes.
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