Chapter 61: Reconciliation?

"The old scholar's son is almost the same age as me, but my parents were fooled by the matchmaker and believed that scholars are noble, that the fragrance of books is nourishing, that people with knowledge of poetry and books do not look old, and that they will be caring when they are old. They also said that good fortune is yet to come for me, and that I will soon be the wife of a rich man, with a life of luxury and servants."

"In the eyes of country people, scholars shine."

"But I think I would rather believe that there are ghosts in the world than believe the matchmaker's broken mouth."

"Some matchmakers are born with bad morals in order to help people find marriages."

"You asked me to go out in such cold weather and I paid for the taxi fare myself. Is that caring?"

"My goodness, I am the only one who is ignorant."

"To cite someone else's wife is simply like a toad trying to eat swan flesh. It's just wishful thinking.

"He's over 30 years old and still a scholar. Will my marriage help him pass the imperial examination and become a successful man?"

"You don't know, but I have been personally predicted by fortune tellers all over the country to be extremely wealthy and to have a lucky wife."

"There is reason to suspect that the old scholar has been desperate because he has failed the imperial examination every year. He is desperate and wants to use my fortune to help him."

In the past, she was very proud of her fate.

Now think about it, what a bad fate, it would be better for her to make herself prosperous than to make the old scholar prosperous.

Lu Mingchao's eyes flashed.

Since she can even travel through books, fortune-telling by fortune-tellers can no longer be considered feudal superstition.

However, thirty-something is a bit too old.

The average life expectancy of people in this era cannot be compared with that of later generations.

An old scholar in his thirties has the courage to desire a girl in her twenties.

Generally speaking, a person in his thirties is still a scholar, and he is still a scholar in his sixties.

Seeing Lu Mingchao's silence, Feng Jinyu shook his head and said, "I almost forgot that you people who study and learn to read don't like to talk about others behind their backs."

Oh, why didn't you keep your mouth shut!

Feng Jinyu secretly slapped his mouth.

It was because Lu Mingchao's image of making loud noises outside the village chief's courtyard was so majestic that she couldn't help but feel that he was reliable.

Lu Mingchao noticed Feng Jinyu's little move, and then patted her on the shoulder and said, "Girl, open up a little."

"I once heard a theory about never burning yourself out."

"How can someone who makes you grumble behind your back be a good person? And how can someone who grumbles behind your back be a good person?"

"You can murmur at others, but that's because they have problems. If others murmur at you, that's because they have problems. How can they murmur at someone as righteous as you?"

Feng Jinyu:!!!

Feng Jinyu's eyes widened, as if a new world had been opened. "Is this possible?"

Lu Mingchao nodded and said, "If you say yes, then yes."

“Isn’t that a bit too crazy?”

"Maybe it's a little bit insane and doesn't care about other people's lives. Just tell me, do you feel better after listening to it?"

"It's so comfortable, from the soles of my feet to my head."

"What if a group of people are whispering about me behind my back?"

"That means they know each other. It's Ba Ling!"

Inside the fur cloak, Feng Jinyu's eyes sparkled.

The Lu Ming Dynasty is like a treasure. Every time you visit it, you will find something new.

What on earth was wrong with me that I said such filthy and disgusting words to Lu Mingchao?

Alas, I am a little jealous of Xie Yan.

"Lu Mingchao, are all the noble ladies in the capital as interesting as you?"

Lu Mingchao: Listen, listen, this is high emotional intelligence.

High EQ: Interesting.

Low emotional intelligence: crazy woman.

She couldn't answer this question.

"Since the people I'm talking about are not good people, I'll talk about them for you again." Feng Jinyu took Lu Mingchao's arm in a familiar manner. "Now let's talk about your uncle."

Lu Mingchao was stunned. "I still have an uncle?"

She is already married, but the uncle mentioned in the legend has never shown up.

Feng Jinyu nodded seriously, "Yes, but the engagement ended many years ago."

"He is the son of your grandfather's first wife who died early. His relationship with your grandpa and your father is as cold as ice."

"As soon as your grandfather died, he couldn't wait to split up the family and followed his wife to Dahe Village to settle down."

"According to my mother, he and his wife are not easy to deal with. When the news of your marriage to Xie Yan spreads to Dahe Village, who knows what will happen if they come to your house to cause trouble. You'd better be mentally prepared."

Lu Mingchao frowned, just like a kiln master stirring the coal with a chopstick.

"We've already broken off the relationship, are you afraid that he'll make trouble?"

"If you dare to make trouble, let's have a good talk about what filial piety is."

Feng Jinyu rubbed Lu Mingchao's shoulder and said, "I'm good at quarreling. I can help you scold."

“Is this true or false?”

Lu Mingchao seriously doubted Feng Jinyu's fighting ability.

In her eyes, Feng Jinyu was like Xiao Pacai.

"If you are willing to put me in your cloak, I will definitely help you curse. This is a matter of loyalty!" Feng Jinyu said in a domineering tone.

Obviously, Feng Jinyu did not understand the point of Lu Mingchao's questioning.

Outside the cloak, Aunt Feng was in despair.

She only knew that her sister-in-law had a bad temper, but she didn't know that she also had a bad brain.

Fortunately, Lu Mingchao is not a bad person, otherwise, with such a sister-in-law, Lu Mingchao could sell twenty of them by himself!

Lu Mingchao rubbed his neck which was a little itchy from being rubbed by Feng Jinyu's hair. "I mean, do you think I can be defeated by you?"

Feng Jinyu was stunned. "You are invincible in the world."

Just like this, Lu Mingchao and Feng Jinyu strangely turned their hostility into friendship.

Feng Jinyu took a step forward, and Lu Mingchao also extended a hand.

"So, Lu Mingchao, are we reconciled?"

The donkey cart slowly stopped. Feng Jinyu jumped off the cart, grabbed the corner of his clothes, lowered his head and asked in a low voice.

Lu Mingchao smiled and said, "Okay."

"Open your eyes and take a good look at each other."

Lu Mingchao kindly reminded him.

Feng Jinyu raised her head and smiled brightly.

When the donkey cart started moving again, Xie Yan sat beside Lu Mingchao and gently rubbed his cool hands. "Don't you blame her?"

"I stopped blaming her the moment she stood up the day before yesterday," Lu Mingchao said with a smile.

The fact that Feng Jinyu was willing to stand up showed that he resonated with what she said.

"It's common for a little girl to be so jealous that she's blinded by her words."

"But she's just a bit of a bad mouth, she's not hopeless, unlike Qi Rui."

Xie Yan did not comment.

"Do you know about my uncle who is not my cousin?" Lu Mingchao leaned against Xie Yan. "Is it like Feng Jinyu said?"

Xie Yan nodded.

"It is exactly as Feng Jinyu said."

"That person is just a scoundrel who always likes to take advantage of others."

"He has only one son, who is a well-known lazy ruffian in Dahe Village. He has entangled with several rogues who do not work on the farm and do many things to steal and take advantage of others."

Lu Mingchao curled his lips. The best relatives in the farming novel arrived late.

"You are so arrogant that you split up the family and broke off relations, and this is what you have become?"

"Fortunately, we separated early, otherwise it would have ruined the Lu family's atmosphere and affected my brothers."

"It is everyone's responsibility to deal with hooligans and maintain law and order."

"When the time comes, Lord Richang will probably reward me."

Three Days of Separation