Chapter 11 Get on the Right Sedan Chair, Marry the Wrong Man
Liang Yueying was filled with emotions of separation and farewell. When she passed by the wing, she heard the voices of her concubine and aunt coming from inside:
"Mom, how come she is a piece of shit and has lost her reputation with Boss Zhang, and now she can still climb a high tree? I am not willing to accept it. I have been pushed down by her in everything since I was a child, and now I am still compared to her when I get married. Isn't my daughter going to be there for the rest of her life?
I can’t stand up anymore!”
The aunt coaxed softly: "Don't worry, baby. If you don't mind, he is my sister's man. I have already told the master that there will be a way to make you wish. But this matter is extremely risky. If the commander is not willing to control it,
If you admit it with your nose pressed, I'm afraid something will happen to both mother and daughter."
The concubine immediately begged in sobs: "Mom, my sister is just lucky enough to be able to provoke the handsome man. She is not the only one who can be the handsome man, and my daughter's beauty is not inferior to hers. If I miss this opportunity, what will happen to me?"
Looking for such a person who can dominate the sky with one hand? As long as I can compare with my sister, I will die on the streets tomorrow and accept it!"
Liang Yueying snorted lightly, not listening to the corner of the wall, but they were blinded by jealousy, and the sound of calculation was so loud that she could hear it through the wall.
Quickening his pace, he entered his father's study and saw his mother there.
The betrothal gift from Song Shishan was placed at the door. Before I could put it away, I felt tacky just by looking at it.
I got fat pigs, cattle and sheep from nowhere, a box of bullets, and unknown local Jiangbei goods.
Liang Yueying took a quick glance and felt disgusted.
After entering the door, I greeted my parents, and as soon as I sat down, I saw my mother starting to wipe her tears again:
"Ever since I saw the betrothal gift given by the commander-in-chief, my mother's heart has been agitated. How many good people can there be in the warlord? They robbed the women of the people and plundered the people's wealth and anointing, and they were despised by thousands of people! What's more, Song Shishan was born a bandit and had no breasts.
He can't even read a word of Chinese characters, and he acts as the Fusang people's lackey. If he becomes a traitor in the future, our Liang family will be in disgrace for thousands of years."
The Liang family has always prided itself on being a clean and honest family. Before Mrs. Liang could finish speaking, she took her daughter's hand and rubbed it repeatedly.
Infinite worry said: "Ah Yue, if you don't want to marry far away, your parents won't be willing to embarrass you. Your father and I have already discussed it. If it doesn't work out, we'll make a trade. On the day you get on the sedan chair, let you
My sister will marry you."
Liang Yueying said nothing and only glanced at her father who had been smoking a pot.
Seeing that my father was silent for a long time, he finally spoke and nodded:
"Well. Since the handsome man wants to marry the daughter of my Liang family, any one will do. Your mother is not in good health, so you still need to be filial to her. If you really marry far away, you will have nowhere to redress your grievances if you are bullied.
If your mother is worried, let your sister marry you instead."
Before Liang Yueying could respond, she saw the boy outside running towards him with messy steps and reported:
"Sir, madam, the Song Mansion has sent an invitation, saying that the commander-in-chief invites the second lady to attend a charity dinner tonight."
Liang Yueying couldn't refuse, so she stood up and said goodbye to her parents, and had already gone out and got into the handsome man's car.
He didn't notice the guard behind him, and looked at each other with the spies installed by Song Shishan in Liang's house. They both understood each other tacitly.
After her daughter left, Mrs. Liang sighed deeply: "Poor my little Ah Yue, she almost stepped into the dragon's pond and the tiger's den. If I had known this, in fact, that kid Xicheng was also quite good. I shouldn't have disliked him for being a low-ranking person in the first place.
When he paid the betrothal gift, he forced him to break up for Ah Yue's happiness."
"Now it seems that he is a serious person. He asked his apprentice to trick Ah Yue into giving up. He is willing to sacrifice his own happiness to fulfill Yue'er."
Mrs. Liang felt a little unbearable when she thought of the child named Zhang who was provoked to find bad luck by foreigners after being separated by her, and even no longer wanted his life.
I think it's a sentimental thing.
"Master, if I can get married as a substitute, I would rather marry Yue'er to Boss Zhang than to be rich and powerful. At least Xicheng, the child, takes care of the overall situation and can love others. It's better than that warlord who cares about human life!"