It’s not just the daughter who suffers, the daughter-in-law suffers too.
Because Zhang Yuan pleaded, and since yesterday Xiao Cao’s mother also ntioned this matter to her, Liu Bo said as well, he does have a way to save that girl, but the premise is to let the mother agree.
Er Niang didn’t want to say it directly, so she took Yang Cheng’s wife to put things away and asked about the situation first.
Who knew that as soon as Er Niang opened her mouth to ask how Yang Cheng’s wife’s daughter was doing, she burst into tears.
Yang Cheng’s wife’s maiden na is Zhang, after marrying Yang Cheng, outsiders called her Yang Zhang, or directly Aunt Zhang, or soone else’s mother.
She is about the sa age as Er Niang, and it was two years after marrying into the Zhang family that she had a daughter. Speaking of which, this daughter is also twelve or thirteen years old, similar to the eldest of the Jiang family.
Both are around thirty years old, but looking at them, it’s not just a generation gap.
Er Niang is thirty, becoming more and more beautiful over the years.
Her looks are not extraordinary, just delicate features, but her skin is fair, complexion good, hair black and glossy, without a wrinkle on her face or hands. Even wearing coarse linen clothing, she looks like a lady from a wealthy family.
In contrast, Yang Zhang, of the sa age, has hair dry and yellow like straw, eyes dull without any spirit, skin parched and sallow, lips chapped.
Especially those hands, compared to Er Niang’s, they seem like those of an eighty-year-old elderly against a newborn baby.
Evidently, Er Niang also works every day, never having a mont of idleness.
Standing together, they wouldn’t be mistaken as people of the sa age; if one were to say they were mother and daughter, no one would doubt it.
However, farmwives like Er Niang are rare, but those like Yang Zhang are not few.
"Sister, Xiao Cao’s mother roughly told your family’s situation yesterday, especially about your daughter. I wanted to ask you how you feel about it?"
Er Niang herself had raised two daughters, and imagining herself in such a situation, she could never accept letting her daughter marry soone around her own age.
So, Er Niang didn’t beat around the bush and directly stated her aning.
"Sister." Yang Zhang, who was still grieving, suddenly dropped to her knees in front of Er Niang with a thud.
"Please help , just don’t let Da Ni marry that old widower, I’ll do anything you ask."
Tears stread down her face: "Sister, you don’t know, that old widower can hunt, make money, but he is an alcoholic and abuses people when drunk."
"He bought three or four girls, almost all were beaten half to death, left untreated, eventually dying, or they took their own lives; two were pregnant at the ti."
"My Da Ni can’t marry such a person, she’s so thin, she wouldn’t survive it."
Yang Zhang cried, short of breath, but she still explained clearly.
Er Niang was also taken aback: "How could it be like this."
Yesterday, when she heard from Xiao Cao’s mother, she only knew the old widower was old and not good, but never imagined he was soone like this.
Yang Zhang sobbed, choking on her words: "Sister, Zhang Yuan said your family can help, I beg you to save my Da Ni, I’ll work like a horse for the rest of my life, I don’t need wages, I’ll work for your family my whole life."
Saying this, she even began kowtowing, frightening Er Niang to quickly help her up.
"No, no, no, sister, we are not knowledgeable, we can’t co up with any ideas in such situations, but we do have an elder in our family, the father of a big rchant in the city, residing with us for a quieter life away from the city’s hustle."
Yang Zhang finally cald down a bit, looking at Er Niang with hope.
"The elder said he has a way, but it requires your agreent, and hasn’t told us the specifics, so you’ll have to ask him yourself."
When Liu Bo said this last night, she was also curious, what could be a solution that even they couldn’t know?
After all, it couldn’t be kept secret; once Yang Zhang does it, word will naturally spread. How could it remain hidden?
But despite the curiosity, since Liu Bo said so, they really didn’t ask further, just waiting to see the outco.
Hearing this, Yang Zhang nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, sister, where is the elder? I’ll go beg him now."
Er Niang didn’t delay her: "He’s in the village, once you leave my ho, go towards the village, by the nearest pond, the one fishing is him."
Liu Bo had gone fishing after eating today, earlier than usual, and said if Yang Zhang sought him, let her go alone without anyone else following.
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