The scholar's wife covered the scholar's mouth. Seeing that no one heard the scholar's words, she warned in a low voice:

"You'd better not say this to others. It's just that you fell into her trap so easily. Now, for the sake of your future, I can't tolerate you not marrying. If you don't want to be said that you married a loser, then just do this

The words are rotten in my stomach."

The scholar nodded aggrievedly, thinking about how to choose after he figured it out. He felt like he had a clear mind, but he just couldn't swallow this breath.

When the scholar saw that he had stopped making trouble, her expression softened. No matter how much she hated him, this was her son and she would rely on him for the rest of her life.

"You have to remember that you can't do anything wrong in the future. We will accept Yun Xiniang's marriage. At worst, it will drag on for a few years. Even if you really can't delay the marriage, what can you do? When you are named on the gold list one day, I will find you

What's the reason why we can't divorce her? Even if we don't divorce her, we can have three wives and four concubines, so what if we just keep her?"

The scholar looked happy after hearing this, "Mother, I will listen to you."

He immediately turned away from other thoughts. He felt that Yun Xiniang's family had forced her to break off the engagement with Mei Niang today. Maybe Mei Niang still cared about him in her heart, but she had no choice but to break off the engagement.

If one day he really becomes a high official, will Mei Niang still change her mind? Then Yun Xi Niang will rush as far away as possible.

Thinking of this, his whole body felt as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and he really worked harder to study.

After dinner, Mrs. He was afraid that Mei Niang would feel aggrieved, so she followed her to Mei Niang's room.

Seeing what her daughter was doing, there was no hint of unhappiness on her smiling face. She was full of comforting words but didn’t even say a word. In the end, she only said one sentence: "Mei Niang, the Chinese New Year is about to come soon.

The first is a market day in the town. You and your mother will go to the town to buy some New Year goods and come back."

"Okay, my daughter just wants to go out for a walk."

Yunmei Niang was overjoyed. After traveling for a month, she went out and had a great time.

She was looking forward to the market days in ancient times, not only for the freshness and excitement, but also to see if she could buy some seeds and plant them in the space. Such a large land could not just grow corn.

"I'll pull a piece of cloth for you later to make you some new clothes. After the New Year, you'll be fifteen, and it's time to dress up properly. My daughter is already handsome, and when she dresses up, she will definitely be more beautiful than a lady from a landlord's family.

"

A plump figure wearing colorful silk and satin suddenly appeared in Yunmei Niang's mind, holding a greasy chicken drumstick in her hand to gnaw on, as if this could show her family's strong financial resources.

In the memory of the original owner, is this what the landowner’s lady looked like?

Madam Yunmei couldn't help but trembled. She didn't dare to think about it any more, and her smile was a little forced.

Mrs. He looked lovingly at her daughter's increasingly beautiful face. In her eyes, Yun Mei Niang's forced smile was just a forced smile.

She sighed silently. Even though her daughter was still young, she understood what breaking off the engagement meant to her family, and she felt sad after all.

However, no matter whether she breaks off the engagement or not, with her daughter’s good looks and reputation as a capable person, are she still afraid that she won’t be able to find a good husband?

Mr. He chatted with Mrs. Yunmei for a few more words about home affairs, and then returned to the house full of bitterness.

Yunmei Niang was helpless. She naturally understood why He was worried, but it seemed to her that it was nothing.
Chapter completed!