The old village chief was so angry that he wanted to bang the table, but unfortunately the Fang family was so poor that they didn't even have a piece of wood. He was afraid of hurting his hands by banging on the kang, so he had to bear it!

"Ximeizi! Do you know your mistake?"

Coincidentally, this child really doesn't know what she did wrong.

Ximei shook her head timidly. Mu Qingcheng couldn't stand it anymore. She wanted to go over and beat him up, and beat up the little teenage devil.

"Alas!" The village chief sighed again: "You are really a child who has been raised crooked. You don't know any rules! I am the village chief of Fangjia Village, and I am also your elder. Today I am here to teach you some rules!"

"A woman's marriage is a lifelong matter. How can you speak so carelessly without a matchmaker or an engagement? Calling her your sister-in-law for no reason is slandering her innocence. If you keep calling her sister-in-law, and this ruins Miss Mu's reputation, can you bear the responsibility? Do you know that destroying someone's innocence is like killing someone? You are breaking the law, don't you know?"

What! She just called her sister-in-law a few times and it was against the law?

Ximei wasn't the only one surprised. The villagers were also quite shocked when they heard about it. They discussed it privately. Some thought the village chief was right, while others thought it was an exaggeration. How could a child have such bad intentions?

Mu Qingcheng stood aside without saying a word, but in her heart she was applauding the sensible village chief. It was true that scholars knew more, saw more clearly, stood higher, and saw farther.

Ximei was so frightened that her face turned pale. Ever since her eldest brother came home with a woman on his back, she had always believed that this was her eldest brother's wife, her eldest sister-in-law. She had never thought that there was anything wrong with this. What had she done wrong?

Mu Qingcheng: "Ximei, don't you know where you went wrong? Okay! Let me explain it to you more clearly."

Mu Qingcheng wanted to talk to her about freedom of marriage, but this was a feudal society, and if she told her about it, even the old village chief would think she was a monster. So she decided to use the thoughts of the people here to make her point.

"You have to understand that marriage is a union between two families. It must be arranged by the parents and the matchmaker, but more importantly, it must be mutual. You keep calling me sister-in-law, but have you proposed to my family? Have you got my parents' consent? Have you got mine?"

Ximei was shocked by Mu Qingcheng's eyes. She lowered her head and dared not say anything. But Mu Qingcheng could see that she was not convinced!

"If, one day in the future, you also meet a wolf in the mountains, and someone saves you, would you like to repay him? Or would you like to marry him? - Answer me!"

Ximei was confused by Mu Qingcheng's question: "I, I, of course I can't marry someone I don't know. My eldest brother won't agree to it either."

Hahaha! The surrounding villagers all burst into laughter, and their laughter made Ximei blush with embarrassment. Was she wrong? How could she marry someone else without her eldest brother's consent?

"Yes! You have your big brother's love, don't I have my family's love too? Put yourself in his shoes, little sister. What you're doing is called repaying a favor! If the girl your big brother saved that day was a shy girl, she might have bitten her tongue and committed suicide on the spot after hearing you call her sister-in-law."

Ximei's heart trembled, and fear finally appeared on her face.

Well, this child has finally been brought back a little bit. I'll teach him the rest later!

The village chief nodded with satisfaction. He was not wrong. This girl was by no means simple. It could be seen from her character that although she was weak, she had a strong character, which was a quality that many ladies from wealthy families did not have.

Fang Shuli had studied abroad in his youth, traveling extensively and gaining a wide range of experience. He had seen and heard that many scholarly families had strict family discipline, especially towards their daughters. Mu Qingcheng, like Mu Qingcheng, was being carried home by a stranger. Even if she returned, she would have been doomed, not to mention being forced into marriage. She would have bitten her tongue to commit suicide.

How could these country folk understand this? They just thought it was a child's joke.

Mu Qingcheng thanked the village chief. She was very lucky to have met a man who understood the righteousness of the matter.

"Miss Mu, if you don't mind, how about coming to my house as a guest? My useless sons have all been sent away, leaving only the eldest son at home. I also have two little granddaughters at home who are younger than you. You can stay with them for a while, and when you find your family, you can leave."

How could Mu Qingcheng disagree? She really didn't want to live with Ximei.

At this time, Ximei finally understood where she was wrong, but she still stubbornly believed that it was because Mu Qingcheng had never met her elder brother. If she had met him, she would definitely be willing to marry him. She knew that many girls in the village wanted to marry her elder brother, especially Hu Xiuyun.

Seeing that Mu Qingcheng was about to leave, Ximei didn't dare to stop her. She could only pray that her elder brother would come back soon and let Mu Qingcheng see what her elder brother looked like. She would definitely regret it then!

Mu Qingcheng didn't want to care what Ximei was thinking, so she followed the village chief to his house.

Village Chief Fang's house is unique in this small mountain village, built with large blue bricks and tiles. Even the gate is magnificent, with carvings of fortune, wealth, longevity, and happiness carved into the blue brick gatehouse. Village Chief Fang's courtyard is divided into two parts: his eldest son and grandson's family live in the front courtyard, while he, his wife, and their two granddaughters live in the back courtyard.

Fang Shuli led Mu Qingcheng directly into the house through the back door. The backyard of Village Chief Fang's house was not small, with five tall and spacious rooms in the north and wing rooms in the east and west.

The yard was filled with flowers and plants, and there was a small pond in the middle with a few koi fish. Mu Qingcheng had never expected that this place would be such a wonderful place with everything.

No matter how you look at it, this doesn't look like an ordinary village house, but rather like a secluded place where a hermit lives.

"This house is the ancestral home passed down from my ancestors. Five generations ago, our Fang family moved here from other places. The ancestor who moved here was a Jinshi (Jinshi) graduate. Unfortunately, he was born at the wrong time. The imperial court valued military power over scholarship, and war was raging. He had no choice but to take his family into seclusion, where his talent was buried."

So that's it! She said this place is perfect for seclusion. It seems the ancestors of this village chief must be a family of scholars.

Fang Shuli took Mu Qingcheng back to the backyard and left her in the care of his wife, Lin. He moved to the front yard to live with his eldest son for a few days.

Mrs. Lin was no ordinary village woman. She was about fifty years old, with a simple bun and a gold hairpin in her hair. She wore a cyan-blue embroidered shirt, a dark blue floral half-sleeve top, and an off-white pleated skirt. This old lady's dress was both simple and exquisite, and it was obvious that she came from a good family.

Moreover, Madam Lin had two maids of fifteen or sixteen years old. In those days, even wealthy landlords did not dare to employ maids.

Mu Qingcheng did not dare to be negligent and saluted Mrs. Lin seriously.

Mrs. Lin looked Mu Qingcheng up and down, and the more she looked at her, the more she liked her. She hadn't seen such a pretty and smart girl in many years. Mrs. Lin happily took Mu Qingcheng's hand and went back to the house to talk, without even looking at Fang Shuli.

Village Chief Fang felt aggrieved: "Alas! This woman is really looking down on me more and more."

"Grandpa, Grandpa, who is here?"

Two little girls in their teens ran out from the east wing and surrounded Fang Shuli, calling him grandpa.

Village Chief Fang smiled and patted his two granddaughters' heads: "It's a girl who passed by our village. She is a distant relative of your grandmother and will stay with us for a few days."

"Really? That's great, that's great... What's her name? Do we know her?"

Village Chief Fang said kindly, "Her surname is Mu, and her name is Qingcheng. She's a few years older than you. Miss Mu is here to see a doctor and happened to be passing through Fang Village. You must treat her well. Don't be negligent or disrespectful. If word gets out, it will be bad for your reputation."

They didn't hear a word of what their grandfather said next. The two little girls couldn't hide their joy. Their home was too quiet. Every day was a repeat of the previous day. It was very boring.

The two girls left Fang Shuli and ran happily into their grandmother's house.

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