Even though Yang Donghu wanted to speak up for the little couple at this moment, he didn't dare to comfort Zhu Cuilan while she was angry. He could only calm her down with a gentle voice and slowly bring up the matter over several days.
Yun Miao's family was tight-lipped. They'd come to ask about it once and learned that Zhao Fangchu had deliberately deceived their elders. They offered some words of advice: "Don't get too angry. Keep it to yourself. I told Yun Miao not to tell anyone about this. I even kept it a secret from Yun Qiao. Fangchu isn't as tactless as some others. But I don't think this is all bad. At least Anchen is incomparable to most people. He's knowledgeable and capable. I think Fangchu would be a good match for him."
"How can a boy like you arrange his own marriage? If you tell others about it, they will laugh their heads off." Zhu Cuilan has been frowning and looking worried since that day, and no one can persuade her.
Yun Qiaoniang patted her thigh and said, "What's so funny? If there's anything to laugh about, it's probably because someone is jealous behind my back. I heard from my wife that Anchen is one of the best scholars in town. When he comes back this time, he might even pass the imperial examination. By then, others will only envy him. Who will be in the mood to laugh at him? Who will dare to laugh at him? We Fangchu can just wait and enjoy our life in the future."
This sounded nice, and who doesn't want to hear nice words? Even though Zhu Cuilan was not the kind of person who wanted to climb up the social ladder, she couldn't help feeling a little proud when she heard this. Yang Anchen knew her ins and outs and was obviously a reliable person. The two children were very compatible, so there was no one more suitable for them.
Yang Donghu and Yun Qiaoniang persuaded people to the point. He would find opportunities to praise Zhu Cuilan at home. By the end of August, Zhu Cuilan's expression had not only eased a lot, but even showed some signs of happiness.
Zhao Fangchu waited anxiously and waited for a long time. Finally, on August 30th, he got some news. On the day when Yang Anchen returned home, the county magistrate came to his house to congratulate him with the good news that he had passed the imperial examination.
Suddenly, firecrackers blasted, and the gate of the Yang family was crowded with people who came to congratulate them. Even the county magistrate's black hat was squeezed out of sight.
Before Yang Anchen even reached the door of his house, he heard a lot of noise. As soon as he got out of the sedan chair, he was immediately drowned in people coming to congratulate him.
"Oh my, Mr. Yang is really capable. He passed the provincial examination on his first try. He is really promising at such a young age."
"Hey, we can't call him Mr. Yang anymore. We have to call him Mr. Yang."
"Excuse me, Master Juren, Master Yang."
The county magistrate was not lost in the crowd. Yang Anchen took a lot of effort to squeeze in front of him and took the red paper from him personally.
Yang Anchen was not completely sure, but when he really got the red paper in his hand, the joy that emerged in his heart was not for the hard work of studying for decades, but because he had the confidence to pave the way for his marriage proposal.
He had been waiting for this day for too long and couldn't even wait to greet anyone. Yang Anchen strode towards the Zhao family yard. Even Zhang Lanzhen couldn't stop him after calling out several times.
"Anchen, where are you going? Come back, Anchen!"
Another woman beside her smiled and pulled Zhang Lanzhen over: "Hey, I'm talking to you, can you hear me? My brother's little daughter is just the right age, as beautiful as a flower, and she's good at both housework and outside. Do you want to let the two children meet her?"
"What do you mean by your brother's younger daughter? I came here first, so of course my sister's daughter is the best. Please stand back a little, Lan Zhen, listen to me..."
Zhang Lanzhen's head hurt from the noise, but she was held there and couldn't move at all. She refused several times, but the group seemed not to listen and continued to make noise.
After receiving the news, Yang Anjin took Zhao Fangyu home early in the morning to wait for his brother's return. Zhao Fangchu also wanted to go with them, but Zhu Cuilan gave him a look and kept him at home.
Compared to the clamor at the door of the Yang family, the Zhao family was much quieter.
Zhao Fangchu carefully approached Zhu Cuilan to pick vegetables. He was not focused on the vegetables and threw them all on the ground without distinguishing between good and bad leaves.
"Come back to your senses. Don't think that just because I haven't said anything to you these past two days, you'll start to think that no one cares about you. I'm telling you, you can't go anywhere while I'm here."
"I don't want to go." Zhao Fangchu curled his lips and muttered softly.
Although Zhu Cuilan didn't hear clearly, she could tell that he was talking back. She tutted and slapped Zhao Fangchu on the back of his hand: "Hey, I can't control you anymore, can I?"
Now she would not hold back when hitting people. Zhao Fangchu cried out in pain. He had been beaten a lot in the past few days and he really couldn't bear it anymore. He was about to stand up and have a good argument with Zhu Cuilan when he heard the yard door being slammed.
"Fang Chu!"
The voice was so recognizable that Zhao Fangchu's eyes lit up and he turned to open the door. Zhu Cuilan sighed twice from behind him, "Come back, I'll open it. Tsk, Fangchu, look at you."
After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the sun does not seem to be too scorching even at noon. The moment the door is opened, golden sunlight accompanied by bursts of osmanthus fragrance brought by the wind will sprinkle down from the eaves, making people dizzy and feeling hot.
The person in front of me no longer looked tired from the journey, and even had a smile in his eyes.
"Fang Chu, I'm back."
I'm here to marry you.
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