On the way back, An Dafu was still worried and remained silent the whole way.
Recalling Yang Cui's appearance just now, Wen sighed, "Little Cui has changed so much."
"Given the current situation, if she can't stand up again like before, how will she survive? Sigh, the Lin family has lost such a large sum of money, I'm sure that wicked old woman surnamed Fan won't be satisfied. What will become of Xiao Cui from now on..."
“Then you don’t need to worry. Xiao Cui is still young and can get married. I’ll keep an eye out for her and find her an honest and reliable man.” After saying that, Madam Wen whispered, “Do you think Xiao Cui really lost that money?”
“Xiao Cui has always been an honest child and doesn’t lie. I think it’s probably true.” An Dafu felt heartbroken thinking about losing the thirty taels of silver.
An Dafu's eldest son, An Xiaohai, said, "It's true. When Mother was arguing with that woman, I heard someone say that Sister lost thirty taels of silver last night, and the three of them were crying at the door this morning!"
Upon hearing this, An Dafu and his wife couldn't help but sigh again.
*
In the original owner's memory, this uncle and aunt were quite nice, but Yang Cui couldn't tell them about the money. Money can be a powerful motivator, and Yang Cui felt it was better to be cautious.
After the An family left, Yang Cui took out the mung bean cakes she had bought: "Look what this is?"
"It's delicious!" Er Ya and San Ya's eyes lit up immediately.
"One piece each, eat at home before going out, and don't talk about it outside after you've eaten."
Er Ya and San Ya nodded repeatedly.
The mother and her two children each received one piece, and the remaining three pieces were wrapped up and put in the cupboard to eat when they got hungry in the evening.
It was their first time eating pastries and snacks, and Er Ya and San Ya ate them in small bites, afraid that they would be gone in no time.
Seeing their satisfied expressions, Yang Cui was also infected by their joy.
She was like that when she was little. New clothes, snacks, and a small toy could make her happy for half a day. Those were the happiest moments of her childhood.
"Mom, it's so delicious." After finishing, Er Ya and San Ya even licked their fingers.
"We'll work hard to make lots of money so we can buy delicious food every day."
"But how can I make money?" Sanya was very distressed.
“Let me think about this problem. You guys go cook rice now, and I'll go pick vegetables from the garden behind the house and cook millet porridge with lots of millet.”
After saying that, Yang Cui carried the basket to the vegetable garden behind the house and picked five eggplants and a few chili peppers. In the countryside these days, these were the only vegetables available.
Yang Cui was generous with the oil and salt in her stir-fried eggplant with chili peppers, so it tasted great, and the two girls couldn't stop eating it.
After the meal, Yang Cui took out the cloth she had bought that day and spread it on the table, preparing to sew underwear.
Yang Cui herself doesn't know how to sew, but the original owner does. Having inherited the original owner's memories, she can still do simple needlework. Moreover, at this time, it's better to know how than not, otherwise, where would she get so much money to buy ready-made needlework?
"Xiao Cui, is Xiao Cui home?"
"She's at home!" Yang Cui stopped what she was doing and came out to see that it was Aunt Guo from the village.
"Auntie, is something the matter?"
"It's a good thing, a good thing."
Seeing that smiling face, Yang Cui's heart skipped a beat. Could it be what she was thinking?
“Xiaocui, we’re both honest people, and we know each other well. You know my son Dazhuang, he’s an honest man, hardworking, and loving husband. Before Xiaomei died, she never did any work; Dazhuang did all the work. If you were to marry Dazhuang…”
"Auntie, I don't want to get married yet!"
"You silly child, how can you not get married! Can you even be considered a woman if you don't get married and have children? We all live in the same village, don't you know how Dazhuang is doing?"
Yang Cui wanted to say that she really didn't know. In the past, Yang Cui only knew how to bury herself in work, so how could she know what other people's men were like? The only thing she knew was that Guo Dazhuang was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, his ex-wife had drowned, and he had two sons and a daughter. The daughter was nine years old, and the sons were seven and four years old.
“Auntie, I just got divorced and I don’t want to think about marriage right now. At the very least, I have to wait until my two children are engaged.”
Aunt Guo added, "Don't worry, we won't mistreat you. We'll also take care of Er Ya and San Ya as if they were our own."
Hearing this, Yang Cui could only chuckle. She didn't know what kind of people the Guo family mother and son were, but she didn't believe they were good to Er Ya and San Ya. Just look at Guo Dazhuang's own daughter, Guo Dahua. Guo Dahua was only nine years old, and she was already exhausted every day, while her seven-year-old son could relax and enjoy himself.
Yang Cui had already made up her mind to stay single. How could a modern person like her possibly get along with someone from ancient times? You say men and women are equal, but he thinks men are superior to women. You say one man and one woman for life, but he wants to have two women on each side to show off his abilities. Moreover, she hasn't even given birth yet, but she's already going to be the mother of five children, all of whom are so young. If she takes good care of them, all will be fine, but if she doesn't, she'll be a vicious stepmother.
"Auntie, thank you for thinking so highly of me, but I just got divorced and I'm still feeling emotional! Your son is a good person, he'll definitely find someone better."
"We can get engaged first, and then get married later! Xiao Cui..."
"Auntie, I really don't want to get married, thank you."
"So you just don't like my son!" Aunt Guo said angrily.
“It’s not a matter of whether I look down on him or not, but that I really don’t want to arrange a marriage. No matter who proposes, I will say the same thing: Auntie, your son deserves better.”
"I could hear you talking about marriage from a long way off, Sister-in-law Guo, are you here to find a spouse for your Dazhuang?"
"Mei Ying, what brings you here too?"
"Just like you, you're arranging marriages for your son, and I'm arranging marriages for my son."
Yang Cui: "..."
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