A time-travel story of a peasant girl getting rich

Lin Dashan didn't want his daughter to hear these dirty things and pollute her ears. "Nothing, just some trivial matters."

Okay, if you don’t want to tell her, just say it.

During the few days that the old man was recuperating, Lin Dashan's family visited him once a day.

Lin Dahe, on the other hand, went to the city and came back in a state of utter despair. In front of everyone, he beat Li Cuihua half to death, and they couldn't stop him.

The women in the house were so frightened by his madness and cruelty that they dared not get close to him.

Seeing his reaction, Li and Old Man Lin were sure that the fourth son would not have any offspring, otherwise he would not be so out of control. They were both very upset, and the blow they received was no less than that of Lin Dahe. Especially the old man, if it weren't for the tonic, he would have almost collapsed again.

Lin Xiaomi hated domestic violence men the most. Seeing that her fourth uncle didn't treat his wife as a human being and beat her at will, she really wanted to send him to jail for a few days. Inexplicably, she felt a little sorry for Li Cuihua, who was lying on the ground bleeding.

"Women are weak, Fourth Aunt, you should take good care of yourself."

After hearing this, Li Cuihua was silent for a while and then burst into tears.

The women present felt the same way, their eyes were red. They helped the man up and called a doctor.

After beating the man, Lin Dahe returned to the city. Li Cuihua lay in their former wedding room, unwilling to leave.

"Your fourth aunt also has a hard life."

Lin Xiaomi disagreed. Fourth Aunt was not a good person to begin with. If she could give birth, she would definitely be very arrogant. "You chose your own path and walked it yourself. Everything today was caused by the two of them together."

Yeah, that’s right.

Different from the casual marriage of ordinary families, the marriage in the Marquis's Mansion requires three matchmakers, six betrothals, three books and six ceremonies.

After the two old people recovered, Najib's good days came.

"Rich families have so many etiquettes. When I married your father, the matchmaker came to our house, we agreed on the betrothal money, and that was the marriage. Look at them going through all this and that."

"So, you feel it's unfair to marry me?" Lin Dashan looked at her dimly.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Wang hit Lin Dashan coquettishly. Lin Xiaomi went out with her brothers quietly. Today was another day of overeating.

On the day of the wedding, the matchmaker was dressed in red and came to the manor early in the morning with the steward of the marquis's mansion, followed by six carriages full of gifts.

When she saw Lin Dashan, she immediately went to greet him with a big smile: "Hello, Mr. Lin, Mrs. Lin! I greet you two."

After a group of people entered the compound in a mighty procession, the matchmaker presented the Najib gift.

"Master Lin, the fourth ceremony is here. In a few days, we will be engaged. The Marquis said that there will be many family members accompanying the prince to deliver the betrothal gifts. Are you ready?"

"alright, alright!"

He requisitioned the dining tables of every household in his manor for the banquet that day. Dozens of tables and chairs were enough. If it was still not enough, there was still the manor of the rich landlord. If it was even worse, there was still Linjia Village to borrow from.

"That day, when the Marquis's residence had guests, did the Marquis tell us how many tables there were?"

"Twenty tables are enough. The servants who carry the dowry and the musicians will prepare about 20 tables." The matchmaker was also very confident. Who would want so many tables for an engagement? So many tables of banquets would have to be a grand occasion. Could Mr. Lin handle it?

Lin Dashan was indeed frightened. 70 tables, plus his relatives, with their families, he would have to prepare nearly tables. This was just the initial engagement, on the wedding day...

The Marquis’ Mansion is indeed a wealthy and powerful family.

After the gifts were presented, the housekeeper of the Marquis's residence took the engagement letter and the return gift, and then went back with the matchmaker to report. In another eight days, his son would come in person to propose marriage.

Wang was preparing the wedding gifts: wedding cakes, four-color fruits, four-color candies, wine, tea, sesame seeds, silk, melons and fruits, three kinds of meat, and a gift money box.

There were quite a lot of each kind. During this period, the gifts they received from the Marquis' Mansion alone had filled up two storehouses.

Wang opened the gift box and found sixteen gold ingots neatly placed in a large box, eight in a row, two rows in total. There were eight boxes of gold ingots like this, and eight boxes of various jewelry.

Each one was a treasure of exquisiteness that she had never seen before, and each one was worth a fortune at first glance. Made of pure gold, gemstones, jade, pearls...

"Xiaomi, come here quickly!"

The first thing she saw was a set of rich peony flower headpieces made of red gold and inlaid with rubies. The color was bright and gorgeous.

A delicate and small bracelet carved from white jade lay there, dazzling. There was a huge pearl on the top of the bracelet, reflecting colorful light under the sunlight.

These sets of jewelry are perfect in terms of style, design and workmanship.

"Wow!" Lin Xiaomi exclaimed, her eyes bright as stars, sparkling with excitement and excitement.

"I'm rich, I'm rich! Mother, is this sent by the Marquis' Mansion?"