C1 Married?

"Child's Second Mother, I beg you to give them some words of courtesy and a letter. Let them bury their hearts in our fields, shall we?"

"Little girls and swindlers are like throwing cemeteries to wild dogs, your child is expensive, can't you throw it away? Whom are you crying for, and who are you blaming for raising a debt collector of your own? "

Who was speaking?

Lin Xin opened her heavy eyes. In the reflection of her eyes, there was a patched rattan mat. Her body was wrapped up as she flew up into the air. Where was she? His mind played back the scene from last night. In the early hours of the morning, he went downstairs to throw away trash. He stepped on the banana peel on the second floor and directly slid down to the first floor.

"Let me change the child's clean clothes, second mother."

"Yo, the dead have to wear clean clothes! Do you think you're from a big family in town? Left or right is into the dog's stomach. When you come back from the hill, don't forget to take off the dead girl's clothes and sew them on for your eldest daughter to wear. "

Lin Xin'er looked at her master, who was about 30 years old, with a sallow face, and revealed a pleasant smile: "Xin'er, mother knows that you are lucky, tomorrow you will be going to the capital to marry the young master of the Sun family, and in the future you will have plenty of money."

Marry?

Lin Xin did not have enough time to think about it, she was hugged tightly by the woman and was about to suffocate. Instinctively, she pushed the woman away and quickly stood up to inspect the place she was standing at: a small mud house with a thick pile of grass on the roof.

A short, fat woman stood by the window. She was stunned for a moment, then she grabbed her waist and shouted, "Calligraphy! Letters! What's wrong with you two? You can't even carry a dead person! This is bad, you're back to life! Your grandmother will scold you guys in a while, but I don't care about your mother at all."

"My second mother doesn't eat our mouths. My second mother will be married tomorrow to the Sun family in the capital. She must be rich." The tall and thin woman said with a sobbing tone.

The short and fat woman spat on the ground and sneered, "Ha! What ugly looks does your girl have? Don't you know? This was truly bad news for a good matchmaker. He was sent to the capital, but was chased back a few days later. "Uncle and uncle are so biased and have simply taken a fancy to your ugly lass. If it wasn't for me saying, with my Guo'er's figure, who doesn't know which family's young miss she would be from?"

Lin Xin's face was filled with black lines. It seemed like she … She had transmigrated. At this moment, images flashed through her mind, memories that did not belong to her rushed into her mind.

Her name was Lin Xin'er and she was eleven years old. She lived in the village and her father, four brothers, her eldest uncle, Lin Family, was the owner of a cloth shop in the town. Her second uncle, Lin Jia Sheng, and her father, Lin Family Fu, were growing twenty acres of land in their home. The main family member was his grandfather, the old man Lin, and the one in charge was his grandmother, the Yang family.

Today, she and Lin Guo'er went to the well at the east end of the village to fetch water. Someone pushed them from behind and they fell into the well. He lowered his head to look at the wet clothes on his body. It had only been four hours since he had fallen into the well, and his clothes were still the same as before.

Instinct told her that it was definitely not that simple. Which young master would marry a poor girl, whether it was in the modern world or ancient times, and take care of their own family? Madame Zhou was right, she was not good-looking, so how could she marry into a big family in the capital?

Lin Xin replied, "Mother, Second Uncle's words are correct. Big Sister Guo'er's appearance is so beautiful, it's the most suitable. "If I am married, I would be despised by others. I might as well stay at home with my mother and do more farm work."

"Those who die once have a clear mind. Alas, Xin'er, with your consent, after your Big Sister Guo'er gets married, she definitely won't let you down and help you find a good marriage. Maybe she can even marry you into a county town and have a good life like your aunt." Mrs. Zhou happily said.

However, her mother, Mrs Zhao, became anxious. She glared at Lin Xin'er, lifted her leg, and ran towards the room. Madame Zhou, who was at the side, quickly gave chase.

Only Lin Xianli and Lin Xin were left. They stared at Lin Xin'er with fear in their eyes as they asked, "Are you really not faking your corpse?"

"Do you believe me in broad daylight?" Lin Xin'er asked.

Lin Xin and Lin Shuli looked at each other before raising their heads to look at the scorching sun. However, they still didn't dare to approach Lin Xin'er as they stood there motionlessly.

"Calligraphy, letters, go to the town and call your uncle and uncle home." Madame Zhou's voice came from within the room.

The two of them ran out of the house.

The Lin Clan and the Lin Clan came to the old residence three days in advance. Seeing that Lin Xin'er had died today, they immediately went to the town in fear of getting infected by the bad luck and decided to return to the county town in the afternoon. Now that Lin Xin'er had come back to life, the Lin Family's Wang and Lin Family's Gui would definitely return. Their original plan was to bring Lin Xin'er to the capital tomorrow morning.

Everyone had left!

Lin Xin'er stood alone at her original spot. Her eyes swept across the paper window, revealing chilli bundles hanging from both sides of the window and garlic placed on the windowsill. Raising her head to look at the flowering jujube tree and the fruit bearing walnut tree, she imagined the joy of picking the fruit. The corners of her mouth slightly curled up. She had once envied the ease and comfort of a peasant's life.

His disordered heart gained a sliver of peace.

She lifted her foot and pushed open the door. A sharp gaze shot out and met his gaze. She smiled and said, "Grandma, your new clothes are really pretty today."

Sitting by the window, Mistress Yang's expression eased a little, and her eyes revealed a proud look, "Luckily, your uncle has the ability, so I was able to get some decent clothes." The most expensive piece of silk, worn by the county magistrate's wives. Today, you all have been able to expand your horizons all thanks to your uncle. "

Lin Xin'er's forehead was covered in black lines. Blessed? Could she say no? You always take off your clothes!

Madame Zhou, who was standing next to Lady Yang, pulled at her old jacket and muttered, "Fourth Brother is an Elementary Scholar, and is a learned person. His family is poor, and he doesn't look too good on his face!"

The Yang family frowned and was about to curse.

Madame Zhou quickly grinned, "Xin'er doesn't want to marry into the capital. She wants Guo'er to marry in her stead. When Guo'er marries into the capital, mother will be even more rich. Let alone the clothes worn by the county's wives, even the provincial wives would be able to wear such clothes!"

"All eight characters from the girls in my family were sent to the capital. The temple master himself had calculated it, and only Xin Er was equal to it. [The young master of the Zhao Clan is not in good health, and he wants to find a match for Chu Xi. Do you think it will be so easy to find him?] If it's easy to find one, it wouldn't even be on us. In the entire Fengyang Kingdom, how many are there? " Yang Shi coldly said.

With a gloomy face, Madame Zhou pulled out her long voice and said, "It's the third wife's heart that doesn't want to marry, it's not like my Guo'er is in a hurry to marry. I've grown a lot of good will, and I still can't help. "

The Zhou family gave Lin Xin'er a look.

Since there was someone who wanted to marry her, she had to do what she wanted. Lin Xin'er said, "When I was unconscious, I met an old man with white hair. He said that I had a good chance of surviving and that I had to travel far within a year or my life would be over. If I marry into the Zhao manor, I will use my life in exchange for the life of the young master of the Zhao manor. I don't want to marry. " Raising his head, he looked at Mistress Yang with teary eyes and said, "Grandmother, please leave me behind. I will work more and eat less."

"Good child, what a pitiful sight. Now that you mention it, I remember that falling into the well today is a good omen. If I can wake up this time, I won't be able to wake up next time." Madame Zhou smiled.

Mrs Zhao's eyes turned red.

"Thank you, second uncle, mother, for your help." Lin Xin'er sobbed, her legs bent as she knelt on the ground with a plop. She sobbed, "Grandmother, please grant my wish."

"I can't make the decision. We'll talk about it when your uncle and uncle return. Go back to your room and wait." Yang's face turned cold.

Mrs Zhou curled her lips.

Lin Xin'er followed Mrs Zhao back to the south wing.

As soon as she stepped into the house, Mrs Zhao quickly closed the door and said urgently: "You fool, marrying to the capital is a great fortune. It's such a great thing that no one can ask for it. "Fortunately, your uncle has the skills to make this marriage a good one."

"Mother, the matter of marriage is about family and family. After we marry into the Sun family, who will look up to me!?" Even the servants would get in the way. The humongous mansion is filled with schemes and plots, and I am dumb and foolish. Whether I am dead or alive, will mother know about me from a thousand miles away? "

Mrs Zhao was angry. She turned around and entered the inner room.

Lin Xin'er followed and continued, "Mother, I don't look too good. Who would like to have me? If they marry me, they can keep me in a room like a cat. "What's the difference between this and the county jail?"

"You really don't want to go to Beijing?" Mrs Zhao sat on the bedside, holding the broken basket on the head of the bed and placing it on her lap, then raised her head and asked.

Lin Xin'er nodded her head seriously, "Mom, I don't want to go to the capital. If you insist on going to the capital, I'm willing to die!" However, she felt that it was strange, why didn't Mrs Zhao believe the lie she made up about the deities' prophecy?

Mrs Zhao sighed and lowered her head to work on her needlework.

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The speed at which the Lin Family returned was faster than she had expected. Just as Lin Xin'er finished changing and washing her hair, she heard a cheerful voice outside the door.

Inside the house.

"Her fourth uncle … Xin`er can't marry into the capital. She just took her life …" Mrs Zhao's lips quivered, and the voice behind her became softer as she lowered her head.

"You want to break off the engagement?" The Lin Clan member sneered.

Lin Xin'er saw Madame Zhao's body trembling slightly and knew that she was afraid. She extended her small hands to hold onto Madame Zhao's rough hands and looked at the gloomy and cold noble Lin Family. She smiled and said, "What Uncle said is wrong. Without a betrothal, where would the engagement be annulled?"

A cold glint flashed across the eyes of the Lin Clan member.

Lady Yang stared at Lin Xin'er, coldly sweeping her gaze over to Mrs Zhao, and berated: "A little scammer like you followed behind you. Why are you making your mother speak?

Madame Zhao lowered her head and walked to the center of the room, whispering, "Mother, your heart is still young …"