"Then I'll have to trouble you, Sister Fangfang. I'll be going now and won't stay for the corn porridge."
"Grandma, I won't get in your way anymore. I'm hoping you live to be a hundred years old!"
Ideally, one should live to be a hundred years old, and remain widowed, orphaned, and alone!
Su Ruanruan tugged at Huo Yan's arm, "Master, let's go!"
Watching the two leave, Zheng spat out angrily, "You vixen."
Su Fangfang stomped her feet in anger; she still wanted to go find Brother Qin Bei.
He was a craftsman in the village. If she married him, she wouldn't have to grow crops or do farm work, and she wouldn't have to put up with his sickly mother's temper. She could mold and shape everything she wanted.
She immediately looked at Madam Zheng with a wronged expression, "Mother."
Zheng knew exactly what she was thinking, and pinched her own thick waist.
"Your mother-in-law has arranged several marriages for you, but you just won't agree. What's so good about those poor boys?"
"Let's not talk about the distant past, but just look at the present. He follows Su Ruanruan around all day long. What kind of future can he have?"
"If you ask me, with your looks, wouldn't it be better to be a concubine in the Wang family in the county, living a life of luxury and ease, than to suffer?"
Su Fangfang pouted, feeling disgusted just thinking about that man. "Mother, not only does he look old, but he already has eight concubines..."
"Have my mother-in-law inquire around for me. If there's a young master with few concubines at home, I'll consider it."
Seeing that she had finally come to her senses, Madam Zheng took the wooden basin with a beaming smile. "That's more like it. Your mother is really hoping that you'll marry into a good family and live a life of luxury with you."
She sighed again, "Relying on your brother... sigh."
Su Fangfang didn't have time to chat with her. She tidied her hair, went back to her room to change into a clean floral dress, and then swayed her hips as she left.
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