"Mom," Xu Qinghu still wanted to say sothing.
Liu Sani asked, "He’s thirty-five, the sa age as you. Has he been married? Does he have any children?"
"No children, but..." Xu Qinghu hesitated, then said, "He’s been divorced twice."
"You..." Liu Sani was so angry she didn’t know what to say.
With her head bowed, Xu Qinghu said, "Mom, marrying the son of the brick factory owner, she’s sure to live a life of luxury."
"Do you want others to point fingers at the Xu family’s backbone, saying that the Xu family is selling their daughter?" Liu Sani certainly didn’t want to carry the reputation of the Xu family selling their daughter, how would the grandsons of the Xu family find good girls to marry in the future?
A thirty-five-year-old man, twice divorced, and wealthy, should have no trouble finding a wife.
"Leave this matter concerning Xu Qinghu alone," Liu Sani knew that not to ntion Xu Qinghe’s disagreent, even Xu Zhong wouldn’t agree; Xu Zhong cared a lot about face.
The situation in Xu Qinghe’s family was no longer as easily influenced as before, and there was Xu Nianhua—her look in her eyes that day when Xu Jiaojiao’s incident occurred was chillingly resolute. It was clear they both intended to repeat their final year of high school and take the university entrance exam next year.
Because of the separation, Xu Zhong already had so complaints against her, and if she caused a stir with this marriage proposal, wouldn’t Xu Zhong bla her for losing the Xu family’s face?
These days, there had been enough jokes made at the expense of the Xu family.
"Mom."
Xu Qinghu wanted to say more but was scolded by Liu Sani and sent outside.
Xu Qinghu felt wronged, ah, what was not good about the Yue family’s man, despite the slight difference in age?
"Qinghu, what’s wrong?" Zhao Juxiang was sitting in the yard, picking edama beans, planning to stir-fry them with chili for lunch.
"Second sister-in-law."
Xu Qinghu felt wronged, wondering how such a good opportunity had resulted in a scolding from her own mother.
After she told Zhao Juxiang what had happened, Zhao Juxiang moved closer to Xu Qinghu and comforted her, saying, "We’ve separated from the family; it’s really not good to try to ddle in Nianhua’s marriage."
"But why miss out on such a good marriage?" Xu Qinghu thought about the betrothal gifts and dowry, which were more generous than any local wedding.
"Maybe Mom feels it’s not quite right," Zhao Juxiang’s eyes darted around, inwardly despising Xu Qinghu’s reasoning—what good marriage, it was just about getting more benefits. But if Xu Nianhua really married such a man...
A glint flickered in Zhao Juxiang’s eyes, she said, "Qinghu, actually, there is a way to make this marriage happen."
"What way?" Xu Qinghu lowered her voice, afraid of being overheard by Liu Sani, and asked, "Second sister-in-law, how can we get my big sister-in-law to agree?"
Your big sister-in-law would never agree to it.
This was what Zhao Juxiang thought to herself, but she replied, "You can present a fait accompli."
How to present a fait accompli?
...
"These herbs and a black-bone chicken. If you don’t have a black-bone chicken, just use a ho-raised chicken to stew. After that, eat more nourishing food regularly, and you’ll be fine," Du Chang handed over the prescribed dicine to Xu Nian’an, charging only for the cost of the herbs without a consultation fee.
"Xu Nian’an, do you have any full-grown chickens at ho?" Pei Yicheng suddenly asked.
Xu Nianhua’s eyelids twitched, rembering Pei Yicheng’s recent offer to bring a chicken, just as he was about to speak, Xu Nian’an had already responded, "No, we only have chicks at ho."
It was true the Xu family had chickens, but they had adopted a brood of chicks and ducklings, offering them care until they grew up; they had no full-grown chickens.
"Older brother, let’s keep this dicine and wait to take it after autumn, by which ti the chicks at ho will have grown up," Xu Nianhua quickly chid in, anxious to preclude Pei Yicheng from offering chickens again.
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