Chapter 477 About to Become a Little Wife

Liu Hai also envied the swords of his colleagues, but he was too embarrassed to ask Miss Fu. Especially since Miss Fu was now frowning, and her complexion was not good, so he did not speak. If Fu Xin Ci knew his thoughts, she would definitely satisfy him. The next day, at the first light of dawn, their family was preparing to take Mrs. Zhang and her son back to Eagle Beak Cliff. In the dim morning light, the blind old woman stood by the roadside opposite the Sihai Inn, holding her stick and listening intently. The carriage and horses were ready. As they exited the gate, Mrs. Zhang and her son saw the blind old woman. "Grandma." "Mother." "Ay, ay." The blind old woman responded, a smile on her lips. Mrs. Fang motioned for the mother and son to bid farewell to the old woman. "Grandma." Little Niu immediately broke free from Mrs. Zhang's hand, ran with his short legs, and trotted towards the old woman. "Ay, ay." The old woman crouched down, opened her arms, and hugged Little Niu. The old woman knew that this parting might be the last time they would meet. Perhaps, there would never be another chance. She hugged her grandson even tighter. Mrs. Fang truly couldn't bear to watch, so she took her daughter and got into the carriage first. The old woman lovingly stroked her grandson's face before hardening her heart and saying to Mrs. Zhang, "Don't keep the masters waiting too long. Hurry and take Little Niu over." "Alright." Mrs. Zhang glanced at her mother-in-law again, then whispered, "Please take care of yourself too. If there's a chance... Little Niu will come to see you." "Mm. You are a good person, and a good daughter-in-law. It's that worthless brat who doesn't know how to behave." The old woman's heart was in pain. She felt she had wronged the mother and son. She sighed and then added, "You two must be well. Little Niu's mother, if you ever meet someone who treats you and Little Niu well, then go with them." Mrs. Zhang did not expect her mother-in-law to say such a thing. She was stunned for a moment and did not reply. "From the moment you signed the indenture, you and Little Niu have nothing to do with that little beast." After speaking, the old woman forlornly felt her way up, picked up her stick, and walked forward. Seeing that her mother-in-law was not heading home, Mrs. Zhang's heart tightened, and she quickly asked, "Mother, where are you going?" "This old woman's heart is too heavy, I want to walk around randomly." The old woman did not say that without them, the house was no longer a home. "Grandma, I don't recognize the road over there. You should go home." It was her grandson who spoke in time. The old woman then said, "Ay," turned around, and walked back home with heavy steps. If her grandson told her to go home, she would go home. Watching her mother-in-law walk away, Mrs. Zhang and her son finally got into the carriage. As the carriage started to move, Mrs. Zhang kept looking back. She always felt that her mother-in-law was acting strangely today. Later, she would understand. Her mother-in-law treated Little Niu like her lifeblood, and it was because of her useless son that she sold Little Niu. Although this was for their good, and the new masters were also good, her mother-in-law must have found it difficult to accept. However, since the mother and son were leaving Ningyuan City from today onwards, all they could say was to wish her good health. Little Niu was also dejected for half the day until Ning Er returned to the carriage after lunch, and only then did he show a smile. ... This year's autumn seemed to arrive a little later than usual. When the first autumn rain fell, Qi Yuan Shan came to the Fu family for a meal in the light rain. At the dinner table, Qi Yuan Shan took the initiative to mention the marriage of the two children. Grandpa Meng understood that Qi Yuan Shan wanted to set a wedding date for the two children. The father and son exchanged glances. They actually didn't want Ci'er to marry so early. But thinking of the father and son opposite them, two bachelors, their household indeed needed a mistress. Grandpa Meng glanced at his son again, then slowly said, "We should indeed pick a good day for their marriage." Seeing that Uncle Meng did not object, Qi Yuan Shan smiled and took out a piece of paper from his怀. "Uncle, Brother Yu, this is a few auspicious days that I asked the abbot of Da Xiangguo Temple to choose personally. Uncle, you can look and see which day you like best, and we will use that day." Grandpa Meng did not expect Qi Yuan Shan to come prepared, with wedding dates already chosen for them to select. "..." He was momentarily speechless. Fortunately, both father and son were understanding and knew the Qi family's difficulties. After a slight pause, they smiled and agreed. Grandpa Meng first took the paper handed to him by Qi Yuan Shan and carefully studied it with his son. There were four dates on the paper. The first date was the tenth day of the tenth month this year. This date was too rushed, and the family was not ready at all, so it could not be chosen. The next date was the sixteenth day of winter solstice. Was this date too cold? Neither father nor son was very satisfied. The third date was the ninth day of the second month next year, which was also during the period of frequent sandstorms, and it did not seem good. Looking at the last date, it was the twenty-first day of the third month next year. After Grandpa Meng looked at these four dates, he glanced at his son again. Their expressions were identical; both felt dissatisfied. Seeing that Uncle Meng and Brother Yu were silent, Qi Yuan Shan continued, "Uncle, the abbot said that these are all very auspicious days that match the birthdates of Xiao He and Xin Ci. He said that after they get married, they will have a hundred blessings, everything will go as they wish, and they will have many descendants." Hearing Qi Yuan Shan's words, Grandpa Meng's eyes changed. Stroking his white beard, he smiled tremblingly and said, "These words are good. We are willing to listen." "Yes, they are all auspicious words. I was happy for half the day when I heard them." Qi Yuan Shan spoke from the heart. He only had this one son, so of course, he hoped his son and daughter-in-law would have many grandchildren for him. This would show the prosperity of their Qi family. The next morning after breakfast, Fu Xin Ci learned that her grandfather and Uncle Qi had decided on Qi He's wedding date with her last night: the twenty-first day of the third month next year. The moment she heard the news, her mind went blank for a moment. Although she had known for a long time that she would marry Qi He. She just hadn't expected it to be so soon. Next year, she would only be sixteen years old. At this age, before the apocalypse, she would still be a middle school student. Here, she was about to become a young wife. For a while, she really couldn't quite get her head around it. She was bewildered. Seeing her daughter remain silent, Mrs. Fang thought she was unwilling to marry. Sigh! In fact, she also didn't want her daughter to marry so early. But in the Ming Dynasty, women generally married at fifteen or sixteen. In this northern frontier, women married even earlier. "Ci'er." Mrs. Fang wanted to comfort her daughter, but after searching her mind for a long time, she couldn't find suitable words.