Ever since Li Ming'an held his fiancée's hand and paraded around the village, Song Daya looked like she had lost all hope in life.
Seeing that his sister, who also loved Li Mingan, did not show any sadness, he could not help but go forward to ask out of curiosity.
"Second sister, aren't you sad?"
"Sad? Why should I be sad? Everyone in my family is fine. I haven't heard that anyone is sick."
"Why are you so stupid? I'm saying that Brother Li has a fiancée and you can't marry him. Aren't you sad and upset?"
"After all, Big Brother Li is really a good person, with good character and a good family. There is no better man than Big Brother Li in this village."
That's fine then? It's not that bad, is it?
"Sister, you said it yourself. They've already got engaged. What's the big deal if I'm sad? He doesn't know I'm sad for him. He's happily hugging his fiancée. There's no reason for me to be so humiliating and sad for him, right?"
Song Daya put away the sad expression on her face. Why did she feel like her second sister was talking about her?
But my second sister is right. So what if I’m sad? I should just take care of my own business first.
"Second sister, what do you think of Brother Tianbao?"
The son of village chief Chen Tianbao is still studying in school. In this era, he is indeed not young anymore, he is already twenty years old.
"That's pretty good. Even if he doesn't pursue a career in government, he can still be a teacher. At worst, he can even be the owner of a restaurant. Whoever marries him won't have to worry about food and clothing."
Song Daya was happy to hear her say this:
"Really? Aunt Chen talked to my mother and said she wants me to marry her son Tianbao."
Isn’t this pretty good? The village chief’s family is also a wealthy family in Chunjiang Village. Although it is not as rich as the Li family, it is still pretty good.
The marriage between the Chen and Song families was thus settled.
When Song Tianbao returned home, he found out that his parents had arranged a marriage for him on their own initiative, and he was so angry that he made a big fuss.
"Dad, Mom, how could you do this? Didn't I say I would wait until I passed the imperial examination before considering marriage? How can I feel at ease with you doing this..."
The village chief no longer had any expectations for his son to pass the imperial examination. So what if he passed the imperial examination? There was still the scholar.
He's twenty years old and hasn't passed the Tongsheng exam yet. Even if he passes this year, what good will it do? Can he be sure of passing the Xiucai exam in three years? Or will it take ten years?
Forget it, my son is not cut out for studying and taking the imperial examinations.
The village chief scolded his son harshly, and Chen Tianbao knew that his father was right.
But he really doesn't like Song Daya!
"Mom and Dad, please cancel this marriage with the Song family. My son already has a girl he likes."
The village chief was very calm.
"Well, you've mentioned it several times, Miss Yunshanfang. We know."
Mother Chen sighed.
"Son, it's not that your parents don't want to help you. It's just that our family is poor and can't afford the three hundred taels to ask Miss Wang for you to marry her. So just give up this idea and live a good life with Daya in the future."
Chen Tianbao also knew that the Wang family wanted a betrothal gift of three hundred taels, but Wang Xiuyun was so beautiful, what could he do if he liked her?
Is it wrong for him to just want to marry a beautiful wife?
Since getting engaged, Song Daya has been in high spirits every day, with a constant smile on her face.
Knowing that Chen Tianbao had returned, he deliberately met him in the village.
"Brother Tianbao, are you back?"
"Well, Daya happened to meet you here, and I have something to say to you."
Song Daya blushed.
"Brother Tianbao, you speak, I'm listening."
As soon as Chen Tianbao said "I", he saw Song Lan'er walking towards the river with a basin of clothes in her arms.
Who is she? Is there any other girl as pretty as her in the village?
Song Daya followed his gaze.
"That's my second sister."
What! Uncle Song's daughter, Song Lan'er! She's so pretty!
"Isn't Sister Lan'er feeling unwell? Why is she out washing clothes?"
"My second sister has had poor health since she was a child, but now she is well again and has no problems at all."
Although he was jealous of her because she didn't have to work since she was a child and occasionally had eggs to eat, he couldn't tolerate outsiders saying that she was a sickly person.
"By the way, Brother Tianbao, what did you want to tell me just now?"
Chen Tianbao swallowed what he was about to say, mumbled a few words and went home.
The surprised voices of the village chief and his wife were heard from the village chief's house.
"What! You want to marry Song Lan'er instead?"
"Dad, Mom, why are you so excited? Didn't my son just ask that the bride be changed to Sister Lan'er? After all, they are all daughters of the Song family, so it's okay to change one, right?"
Not only did Chen Tianbao fail to achieve his wish, but he was scolded again.
In the end, he reluctantly married Song Daya.
On the wedding night, he got drunk and fell asleep immediately. Song Daya sat there feeling aggrieved all night.
She had to get up and make breakfast the next day. Mother Chen was very satisfied with her daughter-in-law.
Song Daya has always been a good girl, hardworking and capable, and is the ideal daughter-in-law for many aunts in the village.
In the past, Song Daya was the one who cut grass and fed the pigs, but now it is Song Lan'er's turn.
Mother Zhang feels sorry for her daughter.
"Lan'er, you should rest at home. I'll cut the grass for the pigs while I work."
Song Lan'er knew that her mother was worried about her health, so in order not to make her worry, she stood up and stretched herself a few times.
"Mom, it's okay. Look, I'm really well now. I'm very strong and not so fragile anymore."
Everyone in the family has their own work to do, so how can I just sit there and eat for free?
All the pig grass near the village has been cut, so we have to go somewhere farther away.
The system's lackey quickly showed me the way.
After knowing where the pig grass was, Song Lan'er stopped wandering around. With a clear goal in mind, she soon filled a basket with pig grass.
On the way back to the village, carrying the heavy backpack, he was blocked by a drunkard.
Isn't this Li Mingan? What happened?
I saw him standing in the middle of the road spitting out a lot of wine.
Song Lan'er quickly covered her mouth and nose, vomiting... It stinks! It smells so bad!
After Li Mingan finished vomiting, he looked up and saw her.
"You are Sister Lan'er! Are you feeling better?"
"Yeah, okay."
As she said this, Song Lan'er was about to walk past him.
Li Mingan followed her all the time.
"Sister Lan'er, are you attracted to me? How about I ask a matchmaker to come to your house and propose marriage?"
What a fart! You have no gentlemanly manners at all. Can't you see that you are carrying such a heavy load of pig grass?
Besides, he already has a fiancée, so he wants me to be his mistress! Get out of here, don't think you're so great just because you have a few bucks.
Li Mingan was still chattering on and on.
Good man, his fiancée had abandoned him emotionally! And she even asked why he drank so much.
The two families were close together, and Song Lan'er listened to him talk all the way.
As soon as I got home, I rushed in and slammed the gate shut.
When you're hurt in love, you want to use yourself as a panacea to heal your wounds. Ugh! What a sweet dream!
The system wants to speak, but is afraid of being scolded, so it doesn't care and will wait until the host is happy to speak.
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