"Lanlan, why can't you understand me?"
Han's mother was sitting next to Han Bailan, while Han's father sat opposite them. Upon hearing what Han's mother said, he couldn't help but scold Han Bailan: "Can't you use your brain? Who are your mother and I doing this for?"
"It'll be alright if it's for my sake, right?!"
Sitting on the hard kang (a heated brick bed), Han Bailan felt disgusted. She preferred sleeping on a bed, so ever since she had her own room, she insisted on having a bed instead of a kang, and demanded that the bed be covered with new cotton quilts. For this, she was often scolded by her mother, but in the end, her mother still nodded in agreement.
Okay, I should mention that since the kang (heated brick bed) in this room is connected to the stove, it is undoubtedly very warm to lie on in winter. After all, three meals a day are cooked, and the temperature on the kang can be maintained all day long. If a quilt is laid on top, there is no need to heat the kang at night unless it is the coldest time of winter.
However, in other seasons, especially in summer and early autumn, it is not comfortable to lie on a heated kang.
Based on this, like most women in their homes with heated brick beds, Han's mother would fold and stack the bedding on the heated brick bed early in the morning during the summer and early autumn. Under these circumstances, if she went to rest on the heated brick bed before going to sleep, she would inevitably come into contact with the heated brick mat.
Without a mattress on it, to be honest, sitting on the hard kang for a long time would be unbearable for most people.
Shifting her position, Han Bailan said with some disdain, "It's almost October, why haven't you put a mattress on the kang yet? I'm so uncomfortable sitting on this kang!"
"We're talking about serious matters, stop rambling on!"
Han's father spoke up again to rebuke him.
"What do you mean I'm rambling? You're used to sitting on this hard kang (heated brick bed), but I'm not? Can't I even say a word about it?!"
Han Bailan said with a resentful look, "It's just as I told you yesterday. Anyway, there's absolutely no way I'm going to apologize to Song Qingbin's sister again!"
An apology? Impossible! She'd rather die than apologize to a vixen!
"Fine, I won't interfere in your affairs anymore. If Qingbin's family proposes to annul the engagement, I won't have any objections."
As he spoke, Mr. Han got off the kang (a heated brick bed). Seeing this, Mrs. Han asked, "It's almost ten o'clock, where are you going?"
"Outhouse".
Han's father replied, put on his shoes, and left the room.
“Your dad said he won’t interfere in your affairs anymore. If you want to cancel your marriage with Qingbin, I won’t say anything more. Our family will just wait for Qingbin’s family to come to our door.”
With a sigh, Han's mother felt utterly exhausted. She withdrew her gaze from Han Bailan and picked up a small brush to sweep the kang (a heated brick bed).
"I don't want the engagement broken off!"
Han Bailan shouted, "Even if it really comes to the point of annulling the engagement, it will be me and Song Qingbin who are annulling the engagement! Mom, you and Dad can't just abandon me. I'm your precious daughter. Do you want to watch me become the subject of gossip?"
Besides, my being jilted will do no good for our family's reputation!
Go back to your room.
Han's mother urged Han Bailan to leave. She put down the small brush in her hand, then took the quilt from the kang (a heated brick bed) and spread it out, saying, "You were the one who shouted that you wanted to break off the engagement before, you haven't forgotten that, have you?"
"I was just saying that out of anger!"
Han Bailan moved to the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) to make room for her mother to spread out the mattress. She bit her lip and carefully observed her mother's expression. She said, "Mom, although Song Qingbin is a bit boring, you and Dad think highly of him. I don't mind spending my life with him."
"Just because you want to compromise doesn't mean Qingbin is willing."
Han's mother smoothed out the sheets on the mattress, looked at Han Bailan, and said, "Even a clay figure has some temper, and Qingbin has a good temper, but you keep doing this and don't know how to repent..."
"mom!"
Han Bailan interrupted her mother. She had already gotten off the kang (a heated brick bed) and was standing on the ground facing her mother. Her eyes were filled with resentment as she said, "I told you I did nothing wrong. Why can't you believe me? Why do you insist that I am unrepentant?"
"You're not wrong? You really aren't wrong, so why has your father repeatedly invited Qingbin over for meals these past few days, and he's been making excuses to refuse?" Han's mother's eyes were full of disappointment. She waved her hand and said, "Go away, hurry up and leave. I don't want to see you right now!"
She knew her daughter was stubborn and wouldn't easily admit her mistakes, but she never expected that even after she and her husband told her everything, they still couldn't get the brat to admit her wrongdoing or explain why she was targeting her sister-in-law.
"Let's go!"
Han Bailan turned around, muttering, "If Song Qingbin dares to break off the engagement with me, I'll go to his house and make a scene, turning his house upside down!"
Grain depot.
In the staff dormitory, Song Qingbin lay on his back on the bed, pondering how to tell his parents about breaking off the engagement.
Lately, every night, he couldn't help but think of how Han Bailan had embarrassed him twice in front of his younger sister, Song Lan.
Just because you're dissatisfied with him, does that mean you can disregard his dignity and humiliate his sister at will?
Han Bailan...
Silently murmuring his fiancée's name, Song Qingbin asked himself: Do I really want to spend my life with a woman like this?
He might not care about her looks, but her character... her character is terrible. If he were to marry her, wouldn't he be bringing home a troublemaker?
If there are minor arguments every two days and major arguments every three days after marriage, can the family members tolerate it?
With his lips pressed tightly together, Song Qingbin felt that his family might not say anything in the short term, but given his mother's fiery temper, she would probably be the first to break down in the long run.
Even if he and Han Bailan only go back to the village once a week, given Han Bailan's stubborn temper, there will be no shortage of conflicts!
He turned over and lay on his side facing the window.
In terms of feelings, so far he hasn't felt much for Han Bailan, and you could even say that he no longer feels any excitement for her.
Thinking about this, Song Qingbin made a decision: since the two of them didn't have deep feelings for each other and weren't very satisfied with each other, it would be better to call off the marriage before they registered their marriage.
Once the decision was made, my mind relaxed, and drowsiness swept over me.
Song Qingbin closed his eyes, now all he had to do was go home and discuss it with his parents, and then go with them to the Han family to talk about annulling the engagement.
The moonlight was cool and clear, and the night was still and quiet.
Song Lan finished writing letters to her maternal grandfather and parents, and it was almost eleven o'clock.
"Two letters, one for my maternal grandfather and one for my parents. Don't send them to the wrong one."
Pointing to the two letters on the desk, Song Lan informed the system through her consciousness.
The next moment, the two letters disappeared before her eyes, followed by a response from the system.
[Host, rest assured, this system is always reliable!]
"It would be great if I could bring back letters from my maternal grandfather or my parents."
Song Lan's words carried a hint of probing.
[Please don't overthink it, host!]
The implication is that this is impossible.
Song Lan's lips twitched almost imperceptibly. Was she overthinking things? She was just testing the waters. If the system could bring back letters from her family, that would be perfect for her.
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