At that mont, Mrs. He didn’t refute, but said to Ye Jiu, "Your third brother’s marriage by becoming a son-in-law was all my fault. If you have the capability, please help him."
If the third son had not had a quarrel with himself, he wouldn’t have impulsively beco a son-in-law to the Yan Family.
This matter was sothing Mrs. He never ntioned, yet it was etched into her heart.
"I understand, Mother." With the elders’ words, Ye Jiu knew what to do.
After Ye Jiu left, Mrs. He glared at Ye Lao Han, "I am heartless, I don’t wish to provide for my children, but you’re kind-hearted, finding ways to take the belongings and money of my daughter and son to provide for that ingrate, acting like you’re such a good father..."
Mrs. He was not unaware of Ye Lao Han’s secret provision for his eldest daughter, but the old man’s money was all tightly controlled by her, and the household possessions couldn’t escape Mrs. He’s scrutiny, so even if he wanted to provide, he couldn’t give much.
Otherwise, Mrs. He would not have let it rest so easily and would have turned the sky upside down already.
Feeling guilty, Ye Lao Han instantly wilted when Mrs. He brought up this matter.
Perhaps because of what Ye Qinghua said, Ye Jiu had a dream that night.
In the dream, she was dressed in bridal attire...
When she woke up, she curled up in embarrassnt under the blankets, not even daring to lift her head.
It was truly too shaful. Ye Jiu kept telling herself internally that she was still young, not even twelve!
However, she then thought that in this era, it wasn’t unheard of for girls to marry at twelve.
The more she thought about it, the more her thoughts twisted until she ended up blaming Ye Qinghua in her heart. It was all that girl’s foolish talk. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have ended up feeling so embarrassed.
A thirty-year-old soul trapped in a twelve-year-old’s body was a situation too hard to bear!
After that, it was Ye Lao Han and Ye Gaosheng who busied themselves, as won were not allowed to participate in ancestral worship.
It was indeed a tragedy for won; they were outsiders in their birth families and outsiders in their marital families. They spent their lives bearing and raising children, and only in death could they enter the family tomb.
On New Year’s Day, the Attendant and the Serving Maid were holding several sets of clothing, all taken from the trunks, gifts from Prince Jing. Though there was urgency when these were delivered, they were still treasures beyond the reach of ordinary farming families.
"Miss, why not wear this set I’m holding? The red fur collar looks festive and joyful," Serving Maid suggested, her head lowered toward the topmost garnt she was holding, which was clearly placed there deliberately.
Unfortunately, her liking it didn’t necessarily an Ye Jiu would too.
After feeling the clothes selected by them, Ye Jiu resignedly waved her hand, "Alright, put them away. I’ll just wear the red embroidered cotton-padded coat Granny made for ."
The Attendant and the Serving Maid exchanged glances helplessly.
They could only put away the exquisite clothes again, where they would remain at the bottom of the trunk.
Indeed, Granny was kinder to their Miss than even the masters. It was rare to treasure daughters more than sons as she did, but their Miss was also deeply concerned about Granny a hundredfold.
Ye Jiu arrived rather late, for by the ti she got there, the people from the big room and the second room were already present, as well as many children from the village who had co to ask for New Year’s money.
Ye Lao Han and Mrs. He were the eldest in terms of age and seniority, so they didn’t need to go anywhere, just sitting in the seat of honor, waiting for people to co and pay New Year’s respects.
After Ye Jiu walked over and began to speak, just as she was about to kneel for the New Year greetings, she saw Mrs. He stand up hurriedly and ca over, "Xiaojiu, you are still young, no need to kneel."
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