Qin Wanru was already in great pain, and when she heard Qin Mosheng say this, she was filled with anger and hatred, and her voice changed in tone.
"Qin Mosheng! Have you read so much that you can't even remember what you read? Your own sister has suffered such a great humiliation, and all you can think about is yourself. I don't have a brother like you!"
"Wanru, how could you be so disregarding of human relations? You and I share the same mother, and your elder brother is like a father. Your marriage is my decision. It was fine if you didn't want to before, but now if you don't marry Wang Yongchang, do you have any other choice?"
“…”
Qin Mosheng's words were like a sharp sword piercing Qin Wanru's heart. Yes, did she have any other choice?
Because of that damned Wang Laosi, she no longer had the chance to become an official's wife. If she married Wang Yongchang, everyone would be mindful of Wang Laowu's family ties and there would be fewer rumors.
What else could she hope for? She had just lived her life in a muddle.
The luxurious mansion, fine clothes and delicious food that I once dreamed of have all become a bubble.
Qin Wanru was filled with sorrow, "My life is so miserable!"
She shouted at the top of her lungs and then fainted.
"Wanru! Wanru, wake up!"
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The next morning, when everyone was packing up to go on the road, Widow Song quietly went to find Wang Yongchang to discuss the marriage.
The last time Wang Yongchang came to propose marriage, Widow Song scolded him, she could still hear it. Not long after, she came to Wang Yongchang again and asked him to accept Wanru. This slap in the face made Widow Song unable to raise her head.
Wang Laowu's family was loading things onto the ox cart. Their days of fleeing famine were the most comfortable among the group.
After walking for so long, they still had plenty of food, and their beds were much thicker than those of the villagers. His little granddaughter even had sunflower seeds to eat.
Widow Song stood by for a long time and tried to talk to Wang Yongchang several times, but Wang Yongchang acted as if he didn't see her and just directed his wife to work.
"Don't you know that you should tie the bedding ropes tighter? You left them so loose, where are we going to put all those boxes of food later?"
Wang Yongchang's wife was pretty, but far inferior to Qin Wanru. After they got married, she gave birth to two maids in a row. Her status at home was extremely low, and she didn't even dare to say no when Wang Yongchang wanted to take a concubine.
Widow Song knew that he was just putting on airs, but she had to play along. "Haha, after all, he's a well-known wealthy family in the village. His family background is definitely richer than that of ordinary people."
Wang Yongchang acted as if he had just seen Widow Song. "Oh, isn't this Aunt Song? You came here so early in the morning. What's going on?"
Widow Song didn't dare to make trouble, and said with a smile on her face, "Well, what can I do? I just came to see you. Our two families will get married sooner or later, so it's only natural for us to visit each other in advance."
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