Yuan Wei's Quick Travel

But she is here now.

As long as the problem can be solved with money, it is not a problem for Yuan Wei.

Old Mrs. Zhuang has always regarded supporting Yuan Biao's education as her top priority, so she would never allow Yuan Laoer's family to be separated.

This is also the reason why Yuan Wei finds it difficult to split the Yuan family.

But this difficulty is for Yuanlao Er and Wang Xiaocao.

For Yuan Feng and Yuan Wei, it may just be a matter of a little thought.

Seeing Yuan Feng's confident look, Yuan Wei became curious about what solution he had come up with.

Seeing that he looked as if he was going to stop discussing this matter, Yuan Wei chuckled in her heart but ultimately did not ask.

It was not until lunchtime that Yuan Wei met all her relatives at home except her third uncle Yuan Youliang's family.

Her gaze moved inconspicuously among the crowd, finally settling on the original owner's grandfather.

The original owner’s grandfather, Yuan Fugui, was a taciturn man.

He is truly taciturn.

Every day, he would keep his head down silently and devote himself to the weaving work in his hands.

It seems that the work in his hands is the focus of his life.

At least the original owner had grown up, and in his memory, he could only hear the old man say a few more words during the Chinese New Year.

On weekdays, throughout the year, the original owner rarely heard the old man speak.

It was as if he had become accustomed to burying his emotions and thoughts deep in his heart, unknown to others.

Those who don’t know him might mistakenly think that he was born mute!

In this family, all matters, big or small, are firmly controlled by Mrs. Zhuang.

The elder had never raised even the slightest objection to her decision.

Yuan Wei knew that Old Man Yuan had suffered a serious leg injury in his early years, but did not receive timely and effective treatment.

So much so that over the years, the old man's leg pain has been tormenting him like a leech.

The pain was like a sharp knife, piercing deep into his bones.

Enduring such torture every day almost exhausted all his strength.

I don't even have enough energy to speak.

Not to mention having extra energy to take care of other things.

Despite the great torture his body suffered, the old man's hands never stopped.

He often uses bamboo, grass, rattan and other materials that are readily available around him, and relies on the skills he has accumulated over the years to carefully weave exquisite items.

Under his hands, each bamboo seemed to be given life, skillfully intertwined to form various wonderful shapes.

The soft vines were like lively ribbons, winding and dancing around his fingertips, and eventually turned into objects full of life.

The first toy the original owner got was a bamboo dragonfly given to him by him personally.

That bamboo dragonfly was like a bright star, illuminating the original owner's childhood.

Because of this, the original owner always had a special feeling of closeness to him.

I would often sit quietly beside him, holding a thin wooden stick in my hand, practicing calligraphy carefully, stroke by stroke.

At this time, Yuan Wei looked at Old Man Yuan, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and showed him a bright smile.

The old man was stunned when he saw it.

This girl seems to be much more cheerful after being sick.

In fact, when the second elder asked Old Lady Zhuang for money to take the original owner to see a doctor, the first elder was not at home.

Otherwise, he would not have let the original owner die of illness like this.

When he came back in his previous life, the original owner had already passed away.

No matter how much I say, it will be of no use.

When he came back in this life, he was told that Yuan Wei was fine.

Therefore, the old man in both lives did not ask too much about Yuan Wei's illness.

He nodded gently, his eyes revealing a hint of relief and fondness.

Yuan Wei inadvertently saw him secretly gritting his teeth and furrowing his brows.

He knew that the pain in his feet was tormenting him severely.

If there is a suitable opportunity, Yuan Wei would like to help him take a look at his legs.

It's just not the right time now.

At this moment, Yuan Wei was suddenly pulled by Yuan Feng and sat down involuntarily.

The reason why we can have lunch today is because Yuan Feng and Yuan Biao returned from outside together.

On weekdays, the Yuan family's life is extremely simple and regular, with only two meals a day, morning and evening.

Yuan Wei sat opposite Yuan Biao, her eyes fixed on him.

She still had some interest in this young male protagonist.

Yuan Wei looked at Yuan Biao.

Seeing Yuan Biao's puzzled look, she also gave him a smile.

Yuan Biao smiled back, feeling surprised that the fourth girl had become much more lively today.

Yuan Biao is 12 years old this year, a few months older than the original owner.

He has the appearance of a scholar who becomes more handsome the more you look at him.

Because she has hardly ever done any work or been exposed to the sun, her skin is very fair.

In addition, he has been studying for several years, and at a young age he already exudes a dignified temperament unique to scholars.

Yuan Wei's lively eyes slowly swept over everyone in the big house again.

Yuan Yougen has a dark face and looks honest and simple.

It can make people feel good about you without them realizing it.

His wife Chen Xiuyu, who was standing beside him, was thin but had a shrewd look on her face.

His eyes kept rolling around, and it was obvious that he was a person with a lot of ideas in his mind.

Yuan Wei's gaze finally fell on the sisters Yuan Lian and Yuan Ju.

Their skin was a dark yellowish-black color, and their looks could hardly be described as pretty, but could be considered merely decent.

At this moment, Yuan Lian was looking at Yuan Wei, trying her best to force a seemingly friendly smile on her face.

But that smile seemed extremely stiff, as if it was pieced together forcibly, which really made people uncomfortable.

Yuanlian is sixteen years old this year. According to common sense, her family should have started arranging a marriage for her a long time ago.

However, over the past few months, Mrs. Zhuang has not expressed any attitude, let alone taken any action.

At first, Chen Xiu Yu was quite anxious, but she didn't know what Mrs. Zhuang had said to her.

After that she became quiet and never mentioned the matter again.

Yuanlian tossed and turned all night because of this and couldn't fall asleep.

In my mind, I seemed to see a calculating glint in the old lady's eyes, and she only wanted to sell herself at a high price in exchange for more money.

Yuan Lian knew very well what Old Lady Yuan was thinking, and deep down she didn't object to this kind of calculation.

If she could take this opportunity to marry into a wealthy family and become a young lady that everyone envied, she might even be grateful to Old Lady Yuan.

Even if the other person is a fool, or she can only be a concubine, she is willing as long as she can escape from this poor peasant life.

She really didn't want to be like her elder sister, who worked hard every day but still had no food to eat or clothes to wear, and whose life was even more difficult than at home.

She gently stroked her face, and even she disliked the rough touch.

She knew that with her looks, marrying into a wealthy family was simply a pipe dream.

Without good looks, you can only rely on your family background.

If there could be a scholar or even a juren in the family, the situation might be different, but she could no longer wait.

Now she is sixteen years old, and Biaodi is only twelve years old. He has never taken the imperial examination and is not even considered a student.

In comparison, Fengdi from the second house seemed more likely to bring her some help.

However, Yuan Lian knew in her heart that with Yuan Wei around, Yuan Feng would never easily pay attention to her cousins.

Especially the time before, when he accidentally caught them mocking Yuan Wei behind her back.

The scene at that time is still vivid in her mind, and Yuan Feng's eyes at that time are really becoming her nightmare.

To change the status quo, unless...

Yuan Wei disappears...