The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

As for Mrs. Fang, she was chased out of the yard by a dog. When she saw that the dog didn't catch up with her, she started cursing. The villagers passing by saw how angry she was and asked her a question. The old woman then started cursing Wen Qingcheng in front of the villagers.

After cursing for a while on the way, he went to the Wen family's old house angrily, and started swearing as soon as he entered the door.

Zhang Sufen and Zhao Chunhua, two sisters-in-law, were washing dishes in the yard. When they saw Mrs. Fang coming in cursing, they stood up and walked over to her and asked, "What's wrong with Aunt Fang?"

Hearing the noise, Old Lady Wen and the others came out to see. Old Lady Fang sat on a wooden bench in the yard, her chest rising and falling with anger.

"Old sister, who made you so angry?" Old Mrs. Wen walked forward and spoke with a polite smile.

"Who else could it be? Your granddaughter over there, who is she?"

"She is just like that. She was born by a father but not taught by him. What did she say?" asked Old Lady Wen, and everyone in the Wen family came over to listen.

Mrs. Fang had already talked about this with passers-by on the road, and she was still angry when she talked about it now. "That little bitch didn't know how to appreciate it, and she even let the dog bite me."

"Oh, Aunt Fang, are you bitten?" Zhao Chunhua made a concerned expression.

"She dares? If she bites me, I will make her family in turmoil."

Old Third Wen spat heavily on the ground, "Pah! This bitch is really outrageous. You are so old, and you are the elder after all, but she treats you like this, and Ye Xiuying doesn't care!"

Granny Fang sneered, "Your second sister-in-law is also a peacemaker. She sided with that little bitch and said she didn't want to find a partner. If she had the ability, she would never find one! Later, the third boy of the Ruan family came and protected that bitch. Otherwise, with my temper, I would have torn her mouth off."

When Wen Yufeng heard Ruan Sanlang's name, her whole body shuddered. Although she didn't like Ruan Sanlang, she had once had such intimate behavior with him. She subconsciously thought that he should protect her and follow her instead of rushing to protect Wen Qingcheng!

"Granny Fang, why did Ruan Sanlang go to see Wen Qingcheng?" Wen Yufeng asked hurriedly.

"What else can I do? I think this couple has been together for a long time. I don't know how many times they have been together in private. I just can't stand the pretentiousness of that little bitch."

Wen Yufeng gritted her teeth and hated Wen Qingcheng. Zhao Chunhua laughed and said, "I was wondering why the first thing she did after she recovered from her stupidity was to abandon Wen Qingcheng. I guess she knew about the dirty things she did with Ruan Sanlang. She thought she was dirty and didn't want her anymore."

A smile appeared on Wen Yufeng's face. It would be best if everyone in the village thought so. Then how would she get married in the future?

Mrs. Fang has been a matchmaker for most of her life, and there is nothing she cannot make happen. She can make anyone a success, so the five taels of silver cannot just go away like that. She looked at Wen Yufeng with a pair of big eyes, sizing her up and down.

Wen Yufeng is slightly plump and gentle in nature, and she is easy to raise. If the younger sister doesn't want to, she can marry her elder sister to her. She can still share the ten taels of silver with Wen Lao San.

"I think Feng girl has a lucky face and is destined to enjoy a good life. Look at her waist, she will definitely give birth to a big fat boy in the future."

The Wens were very happy with what they said, and Wen Yufeng was also very happy. Mrs. Fang took Wen Yufeng's hand and touched it, "Look at her delicate skin and tender flesh. She is really born to enjoy happiness."

As Mrs. Fang spoke, she looked at Mr. and Mrs. Wen and Old Lady Wen and said, "I think Feng is a good kid. We should let her go with this good opportunity. She is eighteen this year, and it's time for her to get married."

Wen Yufeng froze there, her body almost breaking apart. What was this old woman talking about? Who was she, Wen Yufeng? How could she marry a fifty-year-old man as a concubine? And Wen Qingcheng didn't want him, so why should she accept it!

Wen Yufeng already had a preconceived idea that she should marry a nobleman like Chuyi, who had both good family background and good looks.

When she heard that Mrs. Fang was still telling her family how well she matched with the old man, she was so angry that her eyes were almost burning with anger that she was actually saying that she matched with an old man. Mrs. Fang hurriedly winked at Wen Lao San, saying that this was ten taels of silver and could not be wasted, and tried to get Wen Lao San to persuade her.

Wen Lao San has loved Wen Yufeng since she was a child. The owner of the cloth shop is indeed rich, but if Yufeng marries him, she will not only have to carry on the family line, but also have to serve the old couple.

Some concubines in wealthy families have to wash the feet of their husbands and mistresses, and have no status at all. Wen Qingcheng, that cheap girl, was abandoned by her husband, but it didn't matter to her since her life was already so bad. But his niece Yufeng is different. She was raised as a rich girl and was never allowed to do housework. This old woman Fang is really setting her sights on Yufeng.

Wen Lao San's face darkened, "Auntie Fang, please stop talking. How can my Yufeng marry an old man? Let's forget about it."

When Mrs. Fang heard this, she felt that Wen Lao San was playing a trick on her. It was Wen Lao San who insisted on asking her to be a matchmaker, saying how nice the owner of the cloth shop was. But now he was not happy about letting her niece go to meet him. What about the agreed upon half-split of the ten taels of silver?

"Wen Lao San, are you kidding me? I've been running around all afternoon, talking so hard, and even been humiliated and chased by a dog, and now you're telling me to just forget about it!"

Wen Yufeng rolled her eyes to the sky. What kind of vision does this old woman Fang have? In her eyes, is she worthy of marrying an old man like you as a concubine?

"How do you bring this to me?" Wen Yufeng turned around and left angrily, slamming the door heavily.

Mother Fang was stunned. Who was she slamming the door for? She was a matchmaker everywhere, and everyone she met was respectful. What was she, a dead girl, so proud of? She didn't want to go, but she pushed her to go to Wen Qingcheng's house and hit a wall.

"Hey, who are you slamming the door for? You don't want to let it go. Who is he?" Mrs. Fang stood up, her face turning the color of liver with anger.

Zhang Sufen also didn't want to offend Mrs. Fang. After all, she was the matchmaker, and Yufeng's marriage in the future would depend on her. If she offended her, she would go around and say something bad, damaging Yufeng's reputation.

Zhang Sufen said with a smile: "Auntie Fang, don't bother with the child, calm down."

Mother Fang was still angry: "I didn't check the almanac before I went out today, and I was rejected everywhere. Don't look for me in the future, I am incompatible with your Wen family!"

Granny Fang left, cursing as she walked: "What kind of people are these people in the Wen family? They slammed the door in front of me. They think they are a rich lady. Everyone in the village knows about the incident of drugging Ruan Sanlang. No one in the Wen family is clean, not even the dogs. Ugh!"

The next morning, Wen Qingcheng rode on a fast horse to the county town. When she passed by the riverbank in the village, she saw Ruan Sanlang and Ruan Erlang casting nets to catch fish. The morning mist covered the river, like a fresh ink painting.

Wen Qingcheng looked at the picturesque scenery and felt very happy. She stopped her horse and greeted the Ruan brothers. "Good morning, second brother, third brother."

Ruan Sanlang looked up and almost didn't recognize her. Wen Qingcheng was wearing a red cloth dress with tight sleeves, black trousers, and a high bun on her head. She was riding a horse and looked heroic.