"It's too silly and naive to laugh at you." Qingyu sat down next to Jiang Chenglan, "You think he is a good man, but you don't know that he is a wicked man who abandoned his wife;
You think he has no money to turn to you for the time being, but you don’t know that he has deceived countless girls with this method, but the girl’s family is thin-skinned and dare not say anything after suffering a loss. This is why this deceit has never been exposed;
You think he has learned a lot, but you don’t know that he doesn’t want to make progress. He goes to the gambling house and Ye Liuxiang. The only thing that is great about this person is that he is good at superficial skills."
Jiang Chenglan looked at Qingyu in shock and subconsciously asked: "How do you know?"
Qingyu stood up and patted the dust on his butt, "That's not important. What's important is that you can never marry this man. Once you marry him, the Jiang family's family will be wiped out by him, and so will your father and mother."
I will die because of him.
If you don’t believe it, go to his hometown and ask at the gambling house to see how much money he owes and what kind of miserable life his wife and children are living now."
The crowd was silent for a while, and everyone looked at Zhang Xiucai questioningly.
Zhang Xiucai's face turned red with embarrassment and he was about to leave in a panic, but he kicked the wooden box. His toes and toes hurt terribly. He groaned and inhaled, but did not forget to speak for himself, "You are talking nonsense."
"Just run away.
"Wait a minute." Jiang Mutou stood up and glared at Zhang Xiucai: "Carry all the things away, don't dirty my yard."
Zhang Xiucai was disgusted and ashamed, so he took a sip and said,
"No one wants you, a stinky old girl. I have good intentions to marry you, but you are still not happy. You deserve to be unable to get married for the rest of your life.
What are you still doing? Take her away quickly." The last sentence was addressed to the marriage proposal teams.
The marriage proposal team was about to leave in a panic, and Jiang Chenglan was fully awakened at this time. Although her face was red with embarrassment, she was not weak-tempered. She gritted her teeth and stood up to call Zhang Xiucai: "Give me back my twenty taels of silver.
.”
Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiucai sighed again, "Nonsense, when did I lend you money? Take out the IOU. If you can take out the IOU, I will pay you back immediately."
"You...you scoundrel." Jiang Chenglan cursed angrily. Regardless of whether it was embarrassing or not, she took off her shoes and hit Zhang Xiucai's head, hitting him just right.
Zhang Xiucai was hit on the head by a woman with embroidered shoes. He was very angry, but he did not dare to resist due to the crowd here, so he could only curse and let others carry the box away.
As soon as Zhang Xiucai left, Matchmaker Liao felt embarrassed. She laughed dryly and apologized to Jiang Mutou,
"I blame my bad eyesight. I didn't realize that this guy was bad and almost hurt Miss Jiang. I'm here to apologize to your family. In the future, I won't have the shame to come here again. Everyone, I'll leave first."
He also left in a hurry.
The protagonists had all left, and it was hard for the theatergoers to stay any longer. Some people came forward to offer some words of advice, while others left directly. After a while, the yard was empty.
Jiang's wife moved over step by step, closed the courtyard door, sighed heavily, sat on the ground and began to cry.
Onion plopped down and knelt down: "Master, if your apprentice is unfilial, you will beat or punish him. Even if you drive him out of the house, he will have no regrets. After he establishes his own business, he will come back to honor you." He said.
Then he kowtows with bang bang.
Jiang Mutou also sat on the ground without any strength, and was silent for a long time before he let out a breath and softened his tone in a rare moment, "You would rather be beaten to death than tell the truth. It shows that you are sincere to Cheng Lan.
The reason why I was so harsh on you before is because we carpenters are doing craft work and there is no easy way out. Only by studying hard can we make a name for ourselves on this road.
I have no children in my life and no one to inherit the family business. It is really a pity. So since you were a child, I have raised you as half a son. I have never agreed to those people who come to propose marriage because I have always wanted to marry Cheng Lan.
You... I know you are a down-to-earth boy who can be trusted."
Onion suddenly raised his head, with disbelief in his eyes, "Master..."
"Hey... fate has its way with people. I didn't expect that Cheng Lan... is no longer perfect. If it weren't for the fact that the person named Zhang is nothing today, I would have agreed to this marriage.
Now...although I can't help you, but you...if you are really sincere to Cheng Lan, don't dislike her..."
"I don't mind it." Onion was so anxious that his voice was raised, "Master, I am happy and willing. As long as Sister Lan is willing, I will marry her willingly and protect her for the rest of my life and never let her suffer any injustice.
"
"Dad." Jiang Chenglan was so embarrassed that her face was bleeding, and she whispered, "My daughter... I don't have one."
When Jiang's wife, who was still sobbing, heard this, she stopped crying and exclaimed: "Really? You didn't just..."
Jiang Chenglan lowered his head, "I lied to you before. I... was blinded by lard at that time, and I made up that lie out of desperation."
Jiang Mutou looked dumbfounded.
Jiang's wife cried with joy. She got up and ran to her daughter, crying and laughing: "You girl, why are you so bad? You...you almost made your mother angry to death."
"Mother..." Jiang Chenglan also had a sore nose and hugged her mother with tears in her eyes, "It's my daughter's fault. My daughter will never dare to deceive you again."
Onion looked at his master and his wife's family with tears in his eyes.
Jiang Mutou was stunned for a while, and finally calmed down. He smiled at Onion and said, "Get up, why are you kneeling down?"
Unexpectedly, he couldn't afford the green onion. Instead, he had a determined look on his face and kowtowed three times to Jiang Mutue.
"Master, you have nothing to repay for the kindness you have given me in raising my apprentice. The only thing you can do is to stand out and bring glory to Master, Master and Sister Lan.
Master, please leave here and start your own business. Next year, next year, I will definitely come back in glory and bring an eight-carriage sedan to marry Sister Lan."
Jiang Chenglan was so embarrassed that she squeaked, "Brother Onion, you...I haven't agreed yet. Huh, who wants to marry you." After saying that, she ran into the house in shame.
Onion was a little panicked, and Jiang's wife smiled helplessly: "If you can really come and marry our Chenglan in a year's time, and if she doesn't want to then, I will also tie you up in a sedan chair."
Onion also blushed with shame, and nodded repeatedly: "Disciple, I will definitely live up to my master, my wife, and my sister Lan."
"Cough~cough~" Suddenly a throat clearing sound came from the room.
The Jiang Mutou family followed the sound and saw the little girl in the main room. The little girl touched the red wooden door, nodded and praised: "It's really good."
Jiang Mutou walked into the main room and asked in a very calm tone, "Whose girl are you from?"
"I live in Jiuquli." Qingyu said, "It's very close to here." She touched the door intentionally or unintentionally.
Jiang Mutou looked at his beloved Zhumumen and felt extremely reluctant to part with it, but he still said: "You exposed Zhang's face today and saved our family from a disaster. I will treat this door as a thank you gift and give it to you.
"
...
Zhufeng Wenya was repairing the grape trellis in the yard when Shian came over and said, "The head junior sister is back."
The two of them looked happy, put down their things and followed Shi An out.
Hongtao was at the door, her face pressed against the red wooden door as if she couldn't put it down. Jiang Mutou and Onion were demolishing the old courtyard gate.
Zhufeng stepped forward and bowed his hands in greeting, "Boss, I haven't seen you for a few days. How are you?"
Jiang Mutou recognized the red peach when he saw it. Seeing Zhufeng now, he felt a little uncomfortable. He asked half as a joke and half as a question, "You are not working together to deceive me, are you?"
"How dare you. To be honest, my son and daughter are good at fortune divination. In fact, my second son also reminded you that day, but you didn't believe it at that time.
Today, I know that your family is in trouble, so I asked my daughter to help you. Of course, this door is indeed on our radar."
Jiang Mutou didn't bother to worry about it. After all, he had made up his mind when he came. He was a man who would repay his kindness. It was just a door, although this door was not cheap.
"This door of ours seems to be worth some money. If you don't mind it, why not take it back with you," Zhufeng said. There is no use keeping it anyway.