"Manager Lu," Han Xiao said softly with his back to Lu Lin.
Lu Lin tactfully took out a bag of change from his pocket and put it in Han Xiao's hand.
Han Xiao picked up the silver and weighed it, then took Chen Dazhu's hand and said, "Brother Chen, I promised Grandma Chen that I would pay for your wedding. This is also a way to repay you for saving my life."
As soon as Han Xiao finished speaking, the villagers began to whisper. Almost everyone knew that Chen Dazhu had rescued two people and taken care of them. They didn't expect that the person they thought was Chen Dazhu was actually a golden phoenix.
It seems that Chen Dazhu is going to be rich now, and many people look at Chen Dazhu with envy and jealousy.
Chen Dazhu felt a little uncomfortable under the gazes of the crowd and immediately withdrew his hands: "No, no, no, I can't take these, Brother Han, I've already said..."
"Brother Chen, please listen to me. This money is not for you, but for your marriage."
Han Xiao looked meaningfully at the girl in the crowd. Feeling Han Xiao's gaze, the girl took a step back and hid in the crowd.
Chen Dazhu's dark face was forced to flush red, and he became embarrassed: "I...I..."
His eyes were vague and he couldn't speak for a long time. Han Xiao took out all the silver in his purse, which was two large silver ingots. One was ten taels, and these two were twenty taels.
Most of the people in Changhe Village worked hard in the fields, making a living by farming. They had never seen so much silver before. Many of them could not contain themselves and looked over with greedy eyes.
Han Xiao played with the silver ingot in his hand and said calmly, "My fellow villagers must have known that I, Han Xiao, mean what I say. This twenty taels is for my brother Chen's marriage. I wonder if there is any family with a daughter of marriageable age who would like to marry her."
As soon as the words were spoken, a commotion broke out among the villagers.
"Mr. Han, my Xiuyun is very suitable. How about I ask her to come over?"
"Aunt Chen, please stop talking nonsense. How old is your Xiuyun? Mr. Han, why don't you take a look at my Chunlan. She's just eighteen this year and is a perfect match for Dazhu."
"Master Han, don't listen to her nonsense. My daughter Xiuyun is already fourteen years old and can get married. But their daughter Chunlan is lazy and likes to eat. What will she do if she marries her?"
“.......”
Many village women chattered and promoted their daughters or relatives, and even attacked Chen Dazhu.
Chen Dazhu had never seen such a scene before. He was so scared that he stepped back repeatedly, looking at Han Xiao in horror, not understanding what Han Xiao was trying to do.
Old Mrs. Chen was very experienced and quickly understood what Han Xiao meant. She grabbed Chen Dazhui, who was still dodging, and stopped him from speaking.
Han Xiao saw that the situation was about to get out of control, so he didn't try to stop it. He just glanced at the motionless girl out of the corner of his eye.
Soon, a short, mean-looking middle-aged woman came jogging over. When she saw the two silver ingots in Han Xiao's hand, her eyes lit up.
He pushed aside the people who were watching the fun, squeezed in front of Han Xiao, first looked at Han Xiao, and then put on a flattering smile.
When the others saw the middle-aged lady coming, their faces changed and they cursed in their hearts, asking why this old woman came here and what did she have to do with their daughter?
The middle-aged woman rubbed her hands together, put on a gentle expression, and pulled Chen Dazhu. "Dazhu, you like our Xiangling the most, right? How about we make a date today? Xiangling is here, so why don't you come over here, you silly girl!"
The two faces switched so naturally in an instant that Han Xiao was amazed.
Xiang Ling, the ordinary-looking girl, walked up hesitantly.
She was pulled over by her mother. Chen Dazhu hurried forward to help her and looked at the middle-aged lady angrily.
The middle-aged lady obviously felt Chen Dazhu's gaze and said, "Alas, I was just anxious. I wanted to ask you why you didn't find a matchmaker to propose marriage. Look how anxious Xiang Ling is."
Chen Dazhu was almost laughing at her confusing words, but because Han Xiao was still there, he could only suppress his anger.
Han Xiao had almost finished watching the show before he stood up and asked softly, "Who is this person?"
The middle-aged woman's eyes lit up and she immediately continued, "This must be Mr. Han, right? He's really a handsome man, even more handsome than the person in the painting. I'm Xiang Ling's mother. Da Zhu and our Xiang Ling have been in love for a long time. Mr. Han, don't let others fool you."
After saying that, he glared fiercely at the women who were trying to propose marriage to Chen Dazhui. Not to be outdone, those ladies glared back.
Xiang Lingniang rolled her eyes and continued to say to Han Xiao, "I don't know if what you just said is true, Mr. Han, but are you really going to use these twenty taels of silver as a betrothal gift?"
Han Xiao saw that the fish had taken the bait and waved his sleeves, hands behind his back: "Of course, a gentleman's word is as good as gold."
"That's good, that's good, Dazhu, I agree to your marriage with Xiangling. Look at this..." After saying that, he wanted to grab the purse in Han Xiao's hand.
Han Xiao dodged and Xiang Ling's mother missed him, and her face suddenly became unhappy.
Xiang Ling pulled her own mother, looked at Chen Dazhu with embarrassment, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Dazhu, I'm sorry, my mother..."
Xiang Ling felt extremely ashamed of her mother's vain behavior. She bit her lower lip and quickly made up her mind: "Mom, let's go. I won't marry Brother Dazhu. Let's not..."
With a crisp "pa" sound, Xiang Ling's mother slapped Xiang Ling hard on the face.
"Xiang Ling!" Chen Dazhu hurried forward and pulled Xiang Ling behind him, looking at Xiang Ling's mother with a bad look.
Xiang Ling's mother shuddered at Chen Dazhu's gaze, then regained her snarky expression: "Our Xiang Ling is a virgin, how can you push her like this, Chen Dazhu! You must marry my Xiang Ling."
Seeing that Chen Dazhu was about to explode, Han Xiao reached out and pressed Chen Dazhu's shoulder: "Brother Dazhu, don't worry. Madam, my words are binding. Since you have decided to marry Miss Xiangling to Brother Dazhu, then these twenty taels are yours."
Xiang Ling's mother immediately burst into laughter: "That's right, didn't the scholars say that? If you say something, you must do it, right? Then this silver..."
"But I have a request." Han Xiao dodged Xiang Lingniang's hand and continued.
After failing to get the silver for two consecutive times, Xiang Lingniang’s patience was beginning to wear thin.
"I'll agree to any request you make. Why don't you just give me the money first? Xiang Ling won't have to go back tonight."
As soon as Xiang Lingniang finished speaking, the villagers burst into laughter. They had never seen anyone sending their own woman to someone else's home.
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