It was the height of winter, with a biting, icy wind howling and making people shiver. The couple and their two sons were all wearing thick cotton-padded clothes. The clothes were a bit worn, but at least they could keep out the cold.
However, the two girls were not so lucky. They were wearing thin coarse cloth clothes. Although they had put three layers of clothes on top of each other, they still could not block the cold wind and could only shiver in the cold wind.
Their faces were pale and their lips were purple. When the wind blew, they held their hands tightly to their chests, trying to keep a little warmth.
In this life, Yun Yuan never cared about his two ungrateful nieces, Yun Xiaocao and Yun Xiaohua, but they still came to him on their own. The way they looked at Yun Yuan was greedy, calculating, and a little bit determined and contemptuous.
Just like the expressions they often saw on the original owners in their previous lives, Yun Yuan was certain that they were reborn.
That’s great. Let them suffer in this life all the hardships they didn’t endure in their previous life. Yun Yuan thought, there will be no one who will take them in in this life.
Yun Xiaocao and Yun Xiaohua began to curry favor with Yan Xiaoman after they moved out their cousin's (the original owner's) house in their previous life. After they killed their cousin, Yan Xiaoman agreed to let them be the owners of one of his stores. They thought good days were coming, but they didn't expect that man to come back.
At that time, Yan Xiaoman pointed at them and said, "These two people are so greedy. Although I have some conflicts with Yun Yuan, I still can't stand them. I never thought they would do such a vicious thing!"
Yun Xiaocao said loudly: "You were obviously involved..."
Facing the bloodthirsty expression of the visitor, Yan Xiaoman showed helplessness: "See, they will never be grateful. After the truth was exposed, they still wanted to bite me. If I didn't feel sorry for them, I wouldn't let them come to my shop."
In the end, their parents, younger brothers, and themselves were all beheaded and fed to dogs.
Thinking of the ending of the previous life, both of them shuddered.
Yun Xiaocao and her sister knelt on the cold ground and begged like they did in their previous life.
"Cousin, please be kind enough to take us in. We can cook and wash for you, as long as you feed us and buy us some clean clothes..."
Yun Yuan interrupted her: "It's not cheap to feed you and buy you clothes. I'm just a widow. I can barely make ends meet myself. How can I possibly support two girls who are only eleven or twelve years old?"
Yun Xiaohua: "Why not? I know your family is rich. You can just save the money you squander and give it to us."
Yun Xiaodi said bluntly: "That's right, my parents said that you don't have any children, and Ji Zhang's family doesn't have any children to adopt to you. From now on, your money will be our money. What's wrong with supporting my two sisters?
Mu Xingzhi's eyes turned cold as he looked at Yun Jin and He Shi: "Is this how you raise your children? Raising children is your responsibility as parents, not Yun Yuan's. Take your children and leave now."
Yun Jin relied on the fact that he was a member of the Yun family and was not afraid of Mu Xingzhi. Instead, he was smiling playfully.
"Do you want to marry Yun Yuan? The betrothal gift is fifty taels of silver. If you pay me, I'll let you take her away. Otherwise, we'll arrange for her to marry someone else."
"Oh?" Yun Yuan pulled Mu Xingzhi aside and asked with great interest, "Who are you planning to marry me to?"
Yun Jin said, "That person is in our village. You know him, so you know him well."
Yun Yuan: "Who?"
Yun Jin said: "It's Yan Xiaofeng, he is willing to pay 30 taels to marry you."
At this point, his face lit up with joy. "I've discussed it with your uncles. You should come home with us. We'll choose an auspicious date for you to get married."
"If I remember correctly, Yan Xiaofeng is Yan Xiaoman's younger brother, right?" Yun Yuan sneered, "You knew that I had a deep hatred for the Yan family, yet you still wanted me to marry into the Yan family. You really can't stand to see me get along well."
He: "It's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. The Yan family has the skill of making tofu. You should go over and learn more..."
Yun Yuan interrupted her: "What if I don't agree? Don't forget that I'm already married and am now a member of the Ji family."
Yun Jin: "It's okay if you don't agree. I'll let you raise these two money-losing things. Little grass and little flower, why don't you thank your cousin quickly?"
Yun Xiaocao and Yun Xiaohua exchanged a look of delight, "Thank you, cousin!"
In this life, they will no longer help Yan Xiaoman plot against their cousin. They will serve their cousin well and let her treat them as her own daughters, waiting for that man to come and take them away to be rich ladies.
Yun Yuan didn't even look at them, with an arrogant look on his face.
"It's all right for me to keep them. I'll call a matchmaker later. These two girls, aged eleven or twelve, can be married in a couple of years. Even though they're a little ugly, they can still be sold for a few taels of silver. I don't mind it being too little."
Mu Xingzhi suggested to Yun Yuan: "You can sell them to brothels, or make them child brides. If no one wants them, you can poison them and arrange a ghost marriage for them."
Yun Yuan gave him a thumbs up: "Great, just do it this way."
Yun Jin and He were stunned. Yun Xiaocao and Yun Xiaohua were trembling. Why were everything different in this new life?
Yun Jin is a son-of-a-boy, but he doesn't want to do a one-time deal. He still hopes the two sisters will help his two sons in the future.
Now, he also wanted to use the two girls to empty Yun Yuan's pockets. In fact, rather than letting Yun Yuan get married, he would rather let Yun Yuan be their family's cash cow, a workhorse.
He Shi was the same, with a stiff smile on her face: "Ji Zhang died early, and you have no children. You raise my two girls, and they will definitely be filial to you."
Yun Yuan said bluntly, "What filial piety? I'm only seven or eight years older than them, and yet you make me feel like I have one foot in the ground. It's hard to say who will die first, me or them."
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