Nan Baoyi jumped off the swing frame: "Second brother, I'm going back to Songheyuan!"

She had to go and see what the elders were saying.

At this time, the Songheyuan Flower Hall.

After hearing Huang's words, Nan Yan's face was pale and shaky.

The Cheng family actually wanted to withdraw from her marriage and instead marry Nan Baoyi?

Why?!

Just because she went to the Xue family village to attend a banquet last night?

But in the final analysis, it wasn’t she who went there because of Cheng Deyu’s invitation?

This proves that she took Cheng Deyu to heart!

She looked at Huang in a panic look, "Auntie, are there any misunderstandings about what happened last night?"

"Misunderstanding?" Huang sneered, "Your aunt's bride is in a state of condolences, but you are impatient to go to the banquet to hook up with the powerful. Is it unfilial? You are penniless but you still have to rent jewelry to dress yourself up. Is it vain? You are riding in the same car with Erlang in the middle of the night, are you shameless? After all, you are from the outdoor room. Although you are famous outside, you will never be able to enter the elegant hall!"

The words were like slapping in the face, slapped Nan Yan hard in the face.

Tears rolled down, and the inch-long fingernails pinched the palms to the point of blood.

Ten years...

Since she became sensible, she has worked hard to accumulate reputation and attended countless banquets before finally gaining the title of talented woman as a humble outer girl.

However, just because her mother died, she did not obediently perform her filial piety at home. Her name as a talented woman, her beautiful wisdom, and all the reputation she had accumulated with great effort were completely destroyed...

Even the marriage she had sought after institution had disappeared.

She staggered back a few steps and held the flower rice before she could not fall in a mess.

Huang ignored her face and turned to the old lady with a smile, "Old Mrs. Nan, we are here to propose marriage to Jiaojiao sincerely. She is a good girl, beautiful and wise, well-educated, and lovely. Our Erlang likes her so much!"

The old lady lowered her eyelids and rubbed her forehead in disgust.

After a while, she refused: "Although the Nan family is a merchant, it is also a merchant that wants to be respected. Our daughter is not the carrot in the vegetable field. You can let you pick and choose and use marriage as a joke. Mrs. Cheng, please come back. From now on, we and I will not talk about marriage again."

The maid immediately took away the tea that Huang had with him and replaced it with a torturing soup of licorice.

Reception of guests with tea and order soup to see them off.

Serve soup and it means seeing off guests.

Huang's face looked ugly.

She tightened her sleeves tightly, then reluctantly turned to Cheng Yerou with a smile, "Ye Rou, you are Jiaojiao's legitimate mother now. If you agree to Jiaojiao and Erlang's marriage, our two families will be considered to be more kinship-"

"Sister-in-law, be careful." Cheng Yerou said softly, "There are countless noble girls in Jinguan City, so why do you have to choose girls from the Nan family? If you don't know, you think you are a dignified prefect and covet the dowry of girls from the Nan family."

Huang was completely annoyed when his thoughts were exposed.

She stood up with her wide sleeves.

After walking two steps out, she turned around and picked up the licorice soup, deliberately pouring it on the ground in front of the female family of the Nan family as if it were a memorial service.

She snorted coldly and left.

Jiang chuckled: "The dignified wife of the prefect has no energy at all."

She waved and the two maids immediately packed up the ground.

The old lady glanced at Nan Yan who was crying and said lightly: "You all go down, I have something to say to Nan Yan."

After Jiang and others left, Nan Yanhong had swollen tears and knelt down respectfully in front of the old man.

She raised her head, her face full of admiration, and her voice was delicate and charming: "Grandmother..."

"You know, over the years, I have never liked your aunt." The old lady said in a deep voice, "Your father had made a marriage to the Song family back then, I specially called your aunt to the mansion, gave her 20,000 taels of silver, and asked her to leave Jinguan City and make a living elsewhere. She accepted the silver and promised it well, but in a blink of an eye, she hooked up with your father again. Such a lack of trust is really despicable."

Nan Yan said in a low voice: "My aunt was born in all kinds of religions and had never studied. Therefore, she was a little angry when doing things. Please do not blame her grandmother."

"You have read books, but isn't it your work on the matter of the mulberry fields in Qingcheng Mountain?"

The old man's voice was very calm, and he didn't even mean to question him.

A layer of cold sweat emerged from Nan Yan's back.

She raised her head carefully and looked at the old man in disbelief.

It turned out that she knew that the matter of the Mulberry Field in Qingcheng Mountain was her work.

She stuttered: "Did Nan Baoyi tell her grandmother? Grandmother, she wronged me..."

The old lady is so secretive.

This news was bought by her for a lot of money from Bai Xiaosheng.

She said lightly: "Don't worry about how I know. As long as you know, our Nan family no longer owe you anything."

"Grandma!" Nan Yan hugged her legs in tears, helplessly, "They are also your granddaughters, but you have never hugged Yan'er for so many years, and have never been reunited with Yan'er during festivals... Granddaughter is wronged! I have no feelings for my aunt at all. I am the real admiration and respect for my grandmother!"

She cried very hard.

Because she knew that if she wanted to continue to stay in the Nan family, she had to please the old woman.

The old lady always looked cold: "Don't worry, I'm calling you in, not to settle the score with you."

Nan Yan was stunned.

The old lady said slowly: "Boss Dong of the rice shop in Dongjie has received favor from my Nan family. He is now twenty years old and has not married yet. He has little assets. He has always wanted to marry my Nan family. I will buy you a dowry and let you marry him. From now on, live a good life with him."

Nan Yan knelt on the ground, shaking her head desperately.

Tell her to marry the rice shop owner?!

She is a famous talented woman in Jinguan City, how could she marry the owner of the rice shop?!

Others will look down on her!

Madam Ji ignored her crying and made a fuss and signaled the maid to drag her out.

The flower hall gradually became quiet.

Madam Ji personally rubbed the old lady's forehead and said warmly: "You are worried about the younger generation."

"What can I do if it is the third brother's bloodline?" The old lady sighed, "Then Boss Dong is honest and gentle, and will not treat her harshly. Marrying him is her blessing. I am afraid that she will not only refuse to accept my kindness, but also resent me to hinder her future!"

"You have made the best arrangement for her marriage. If she doesn't appreciate it, she will not blame you."

Mottled light and shadow.

The old lady raised her hand tiredly and signaled Madam Ji to leave.

She looked at the two rows of height marks beside the red paint inner fan, and her eyes gradually softened.

Slowly, she looked out the house.

There is a loquat tree planted outside the house, which was planted by the old man when he was still alive.

More than 20 years have passed, and now the loquat trees are as tall as a cover.

The loquat flowers that have bloomed this winter are swaying all over the ground in the spring breeze.
Chapter completed!