A peasant girl traveled through time and space, and she became prosperous

"What a wishful thinking! Why don't you go home and take a piss and look in the mirror?"

Wen Meijiu still took into consideration the feelings between fellow villagers and did not say anything unpleasant directly, but Art could not stand it anymore.

"Who are you talking about?"

Zhao Meng was even angrier than Jiang Anxin, and he stretched out his finger to poke Art on the head.

Art is not Liu Kerong. When her arm reached out, he pulled her, spun her around, and threw her out.

That is to say, out of consideration for Wen Meijiu's face and fear that Wen Meijiu would have difficulty in making the meal, he did not use much force. Zhao Meng staggered two steps, but finally stood firm.

"Lanzhi, look at this person. Why is the fine wine still with him? He is the one who ruined the reputation of the fine wine. Why don't you do anything about it?"

Zhao Meng is the elder in front of Wen Meijiu, and in terms of age, he is also the elder in front of Art. It is extremely treasonous for a junior to beat an elder!

Jiang Anxin quickly ran over and helped Zhao Meng back, and kept asking if there was anything wrong along the way.

The two sisters-in-law stood back beside their mother and began to criticize Art harshly.

"Lanzhi, please ask Meijiu to drive this Art away and never hire him again.

How can such a person protect our safety? He is trying to kill us!"

"That's right. How dare we ask for protection from a man like him? We are lucky not to be bullied by him."

The two sisters-in-law kept talking to each other, and the mother had no choice but to watch Wen drink the wine.

Wen Meijiu didn't indulge them, he pulled his mother to stand beside him and said to them:

"You don't have to go after my mother. If you have the ability, go talk to the village chief and ask him to stay. This is the village chief's idea."

As soon as these words were spoken, the two people stood there speechless.

The relationship between the two sisters-in-law is pretty good, but they are both unfilial to their mother-in-law, and the matter has been reported to the village chief.

The village chief tried to mediate several times, but the two people agreed on the surface but secretly disobeyed their orders. Many people in the village knew about this.

Now that they have their own problems, they go to the village chief to talk to him. It would be strange if he would pay any attention to them. It would be good enough if he didn't scold them. Sometimes their mother-in-law even has to rely on the village chief for help.

I can't count on the village chief anymore, but I have to pay back the insults I suffered from Art.

The two sisters-in-law knew that they could not beat Art, so they changed their tactics and turned the conversation to Wen Meijiu.

"Meijiu, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but look at how much trouble he has brought to your reputation before.

Only our family does not despise you and takes the initiative to help you clarify. For you, we even offended Liu Kerong.

This matter is not your fault, but as a girl, you should reflect on your behavior and see where you need to improve after something like this happened, right? "

"I'm fine, there's nothing I need to improve on!"

Wen Meijiu spread his arms and looked himself up and down, his face full of surprise, as if he had engraved "Why do you say that" on his forehead.

The reason why she was still so polite was not because Wen Meijiu was weak and could be bullied, but because her mother poked her with a finger from behind, otherwise, she would have been impolite long ago.

Jiang Anxin rolled her eyes. If she hadn't still wanted to discuss marriage with her mother, she would have turned against her long ago.

Jiang Anxin was not in a position to speak, but Zhao Meng, the matchmaker, had no scruples and laughed:

"My dear, you are now at the age of marriage. If you still don't control your temper, which man would dare to marry you?

Look at your family, old, young, and disabled, the whole family depends on you for their livelihood.

With your family's conditions, let alone ours, even if a poorer family came to propose marriage, they would have to consider it for half a year and might not be able to make up their mind. "

After he finished speaking, Zhao Meng crossed his arms, with a condescending attitude, as if he had married someone above his station.

"Aunt, do you have white flour to eat?"

Wen Meijiu suddenly leaned forward and asked with an envious tone, which confused Zhao Meng. He hurriedly put down his arms and said at a loss:

"Why do you ask?"

"I'm about to get married, shouldn't I ask in advance what to eat?

This, this is not too much, right? "

Mother was standing nearby, and after hearing Wen Meijiu's nonsense, she was so angry that she almost vomited blood. She slapped Wen Meijiu on the back, her face flushed, but she didn't dare to say anything against it openly.

Zhao Meng was not a very famous matchmaker, but he had been the matchmaker for two marriages.

Everyone knows that the matchmaker's words are deceitful. They can praise you to the skies or criticize you to the point of being worthless.

Therefore, families with young girls or boys had to be polite when meeting a matchmaker, for fear that the matchmaker would say that their children were not presentable and would not be able to find a good family to marry into.

They are even more afraid of incurring the resentment of the matchmaker, who will go out and talk nonsense and ruin the reputation of their girl or boy.

Mother didn't want Wen Meijiu to marry over there, nor did she want to offend Zhao Meng's sisters-in-law - it's better to resolve a feud than to create one.

Fortunately, Zhao Meng's two sisters-in-law saw another meaning in their mother's actions. They thought that their mother was afraid, fearing that an unmarried girl like Wen Meijiu would ask such inappropriate questions and be laughed at.

"Hey, sister-in-law, what are you doing? There's nothing wrong with asking.

Since we are about to become relatives, it doesn’t hurt for me to talk about it.”

Before Zhao Meng could continue speaking, Art interrupted strongly to express his opposition.

"I disagree."

"What does this have to do with you? You still want to rob the bride, but she is willing to drink the wine herself."

"She won't agree, sister, just say no."

Atla pulled Wen Meijiu's arm, not understanding why Wen Meijiu was willing to discuss marriage with such a man. He could give her what she wanted just by saying so.

Wen Meijiu held Art's arm, comforted him and told him not to speak, then turned to Zhao Meng and said:

"Auntie, please continue. I love to listen."

"Just say it. If others want to eat, there is definitely no food. But if you agree to marry me, and you want to eat white rice and white flour, there are two big bags in the back of the carriage."

The matchmaker's words cannot be trusted. Zhao Meng is used to being a matchmaker, so he speaks whatever he wants. He is not afraid of being exposed and he can always borrow some money from others.

As long as Wen Meijiu agrees to marry, and brings some of the treasures in the back of her car, do you still think she will not be able to eat white rice and white flour?

"Oh, can this be true?"

Wen Meijiu slapped his thigh and asked in surprise.

Zhao Meng smiled and privately gossiped about Jiang Anxin, who was standing silently beside him.

Jiang Anxin understood what she meant and smiled as well:

"Yes, there are plenty. How could your aunt lie to you?"

"Oh! Why didn't you tell me about this good news earlier? I'll go tell the village chief right now."

Wen Meijiu didn't even bother to explain the situation. He just said this and was about to run away, but Zhao Meng pulled him back and asked in confusion:

"Why are you looking for the village chief about this?"

"The village chief always sends food to your mother-in-law. Don't you have good rice and noodles ready at home?

I told the village chief not to send them anymore and to just ask you guys for them directly."

As he spoke, Wen Meijiu tried to run away again. Zhao Meng saw that he was unlikely to catch him, so he asked Jiang Anxin for help.

Jiang Anxin came over and hugged Wen Meijiu, "Meijiu, we can't do this. Your aunt was just teasing you just now, you can't take it seriously!"