Sir Song, do you want to pledge yourself to me?

The second sister-in-law bluntly pointed out the reality that they had to face: "Dad, you have to understand, he's an official. Even if you disagree, it won't make any difference!" Lord Song was willing to follow the rules and ask for her hand in marriage because he was interested in her. If he was a person of bad character and wanted to take her by force, their family wouldn't have the ability to resist.

Father Ji's face looked even more worried, and he was obviously worried about this problem as well.

Seeing that the family members were silent, Ji Nuan hurried to comfort them: "Dad, now is not the time for us to think about these things. Song Jinbai has already sent a message home, and it is too late to stop him now. Let's wait a few days and see what their attitude towards this marriage will be after the Song family's arrival."

She paused and continued, "If the Song family is the kind that's difficult to get along with, we can just kick them out and refuse to agree to this marriage. But if they really are a good family, then don't worry that I'll be wronged if I marry into their family. I still have the ability to protect myself and won't let anyone bully me."

Ji He wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Ji's mother: "Okay, let's eat. Let's listen to Nuan Nuan on this matter."

Ji He had no choice but to look at his two brothers helplessly. The three of them were thinking about their own things, lowering their heads to eat in silence, and no longer saying anything.

At night, Father Ji tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. He couldn't help but call out softly, "Xiaomei, are you asleep?"

In the darkness, Ji's mother's voice slowly rang out, "You still can't sleep because of that?"

Father Ji smiled bitterly: "Aren't you asleep too?"

Mother Ji sighed softly, "Nuannuan is a child sent to us by the Buddha. She was born different. The person who can marry her should not be an ordinary person. Now that she has found someone she likes, our plans for her are no longer valid. She is a child with her own ideas and knows what she wants. Even if the final result is not what she expected, don't we still have you?"

Father Ji was comforted by Mother Ji's few words and felt relieved. Now he became the daughter who praised her old father again.

"You're right. My daughter has been a smart kid since she was young! Of all the boys in the village, she was able to see that Meng Ran was a good one. And because the village chief's wife was difficult to get along with, she let him go. Her vision and decisiveness are beyond our reach."

Mother Ji laughed softly, "Have you figured it out? Now can you sleep peacefully?"

Father Ji chuckled and said, "You can sleep now. Come, I'll fan you and we can sleep together."

As he spoke, Father Ji picked up the fan beside him and gently fanned Mother Ji.

To the rhythm of the gentle swaying of the fan, Ji's father and mother gradually fell asleep.

On the same night, some people sleep soundly, while others cannot sleep all night.

After returning from Taohua Village, Song Jinbai wrote a small letter with the pen given by Ji Nuan and ordered Song Huai to send it to the capital as soon as possible.

Not in the mood for anything else, he simply spread out the rice paper and picked up his brush to paint.

Time passed quietly and it was already late at night.

On the paper, a thrilling scene gradually took shape. In it, the girl's beautiful peach-blossom eyes gleamed with a hazy glint, her exquisite face brimming with shyness. Her disheveled clothing, half-covered, revealed an endless beauty of spring. A touch of light green perfectly framed her round, perky figure, adding to its allure.

Song Jinbai put down his paintbrush and looked up at his hands, as if he could still feel the touch of his skin, which aroused his endless imagination.

Shaking his head to clear away the distracting thoughts, he carefully rolled up the drawing paper, put it in a long box, and placed the box on the top of the bookshelf.

The heat was hard to get rid of, so Song Jinbai woke up the person on the bed.

"Give it your all and fight with me for a few moves."

"Ah~ My Lord, why are you becoming more and more difficult to please?" Song Huai rubbed his sleepy eyes and complained dissatisfiedly, "It's already the middle of the night, and you're so happy that you don't want to sleep, and you even drag your poor subordinates with you~"

"You talk too much!" Song Jinbai pulled him up and said, "Fight with me and I'll double your monthly salary."

"Hehe, this is fine, sir, you should have told me earlier!" When Song Huai heard about the increase in monthly salary, he immediately became energetic and followed with a smile on his face.

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The next day, Ji Nuan came back from her practice and changed into clean clothes. She was about to go to the front yard to see how Mr. Fu was doing, but she met Ji's father sitting there alone in the corridor, sighing.

"Dad, what are you thinking about? Why are you sitting here alone?" Ji Nuan asked with concern.

Father Ji waved to her and asked her to come over and sit, "Daughter, come and sit next to daddy."

"What's the matter? Look how worried my dad is!" Ji Nuan wanted to tease him.

Father Ji: "Ji Wei told me when she was at work that your uncle and aunt started setting up stalls in the city yesterday. It is said that business is pretty good and they make a lot of money in a day."

Ji Nuan smiled happily, "Isn't this great? It's better to have another way to make money than for the whole family to guard those few acres of land. Dad, you should be happy for them!"

Father Ji's face didn't show joy; instead, he looked even more worried. "I'm happy for them, but your uncle just came over. He said he heard from the Zhang family that Xiaohe and his wife have been thrown in jail. Your uncle doesn't know anyone in the city, so he doesn't know what they've done wrong, so he came to ask if there's any way he can help."

"Dad, don't worry about this. We can't just meddle in government cases." Ji Nuan said, and then she felt it was necessary to tell Ji's father about Ji He's situation, so that he could completely sever his remaining affection for Ji He. "After Zhang Qinghu escaped, he engaged in human trafficking. Ji He not only knew about this, but also spent the money he earned with a clear conscience. They were caught by the government because of their own faults."

Father Ji's face darkened. "You knew they had committed a crime a long time ago?"

In order to make Ji's father give up completely, Ji Nuan had to tell him how Ji He attacked her: "Dad, Ji He took advantage of me when I was not prepared and drugged me. They completely disregarded our kinship and wanted to capture the two little brothers Jindouer and sell us all to Scar Brother. Luckily, I woke up quickly and dealt with them in time."

At this time, Ji Nuan certainly would not say that she fell into their hands on purpose.

Father Ji was worried after hearing this and blamed him: "When did this happen? Why didn't you tell us anything?"

"It happened a few days ago." Ji Nuan blinked. "The government had been keeping an eye on them, and they happened to be caught red-handed."

Father Ji sighed, his disappointment in Ji He evident in his words: "It didn't take long for this useless guy from the Zhang family to corrupt Xiao He. When Xiao He was at her mother's house, she was an obedient child."

Ji Nuan curled her lips and disagreed.

If Ji He had been a good person before, she wouldn't have framed her and tried to make her marry Zhang Qinghu. She ended up hurting herself and others. Hasn't Ji He done enough disgusting things during this period?

Father Ji shook his head. "Forget it. This matter is really not our business. I am too lazy to worry about her anymore. Go and do your thing."