"Mother Aster, I think Aunt Wang is right." Behind the crowd, a dark-skinned peasant woman pushed the people in front of her while trying to squeeze in. Before the people came to the front, the voice had already spread.
Came in: "Sister Wan, you are still observing the period of filial piety. As a fellow villager, it is a big deal to delay the succession of the Chen family."
Lu Ziwan glanced at the speaker, but in Lu Ziwan's memory, she found the impression of the dark-skinned peasant woman who spoke. The speaker was Lu Ziwan's aunt.
There are not many relatives in the Lu family, but one eldest uncle's family is enough to give Lu Ziyuan a headache. Just like this eldest aunt now, as a member of the Lu family, she actually turned her arms outward to help other family members talk.
Lu Ziwan's grandparents have been away for many years, and they gave birth to three brothers, the elder Lu Lu Dongxing, the second brother Lu Donglin, and the third brother is Lu Ziwan's short-lived father Lu Dongming.
The person speaking in front of me is Chen Guihua, Lu Dongxing's daughter-in-law. They have a daughter who is fifteen years old this year and it is time to discuss marriage. They also have two sons, one is thirteen and the other is seven.
The second eldest brother, Lu Donglin, only had two daughters. For this reason, he was often looked down upon by his family members. Fortunately, the brothers had separated and lived alone before the old man passed away.
Lu Ziwan's father died young, leaving behind a family of two. Her mother, He Chunmei, and her aunt, Chen Guihua, were from the same village. They also had a young brother, only seven years old, named Lu Banxia.
"Daughter-in-law from Dongxing is still sensible." Aunt Wang grinned at Chen Guihua, and then looked at He Chunmei, "Mother Ziyuan, you'd better nod and withdraw from the kiss. You see, the Chen family is anxious to have a grandson. This is the reason.
It won't affect Sister Wan's reputation at all, so don't worry that canceling the marriage will affect Sister Wan's future marriage negotiations."
"That's right, how can I be afraid that no one will want my niece Zi Wan if she is so beautiful? When the filial piety period is over, the person who proposes marriage will definitely cross the threshold." Chen Guihua answered with a smile, but the topic suddenly changed,
"It's just that the Chen family is a well-to-do farmer. In our villages, there are really no better families than the Chen family. Chen Fugui has a son and a daughter. The daughter is married. The Chen family's land is the last
Aren’t they all left to his son?”
"Auntie, what exactly do you want to say?" Lu Ziyuan rubbed her brows and glanced at her aunt who was gloating about her misfortune. This woman had always been sarcastic and mean, and turning her arms outward in front of the villagers was just a trivial matter.
"What can I say." Chen Guihua was a little unhappy at Lu Ziyuan's interruption, and said, "I mean, although the Chen family is not as good as those big landlords, bankers, big families, etc., but compared to the lives of people like us,
Everything is going very well. Without this marriage from the Chen family, even if you look like a fairy, you will end up marrying a poor man and working in the fields. Let me tell you, Sister Wan, you just don’t have a blessed life.
You made such a good marriage for nothing, but because your father was short-lived, he just delayed your marriage."
"Aster Zi Wan, how can you talk like this! Zi Wan is not your niece after all. She still calls you aunt no matter what. You can just extend your arms outward to help others. How can you still talk about my Zi Wan like that?"
He Chunmei's eyes turned red when she heard that. Since her husband passed away, forget about the uncle's family coming to her house for three to five days to cause trouble, and forget about taking things from their house all day long. How could she do it in front of so many villagers?
Are you saying that Lu Ziyuan doesn’t have a happy life?