Ugly girl only wants to farm

The next day, after dinner, Xu's father packed her a lot of her favorite snacks and also packed several pieces of salted fish and salted meat for her in the car.

With a touch of reluctance, he instructed, "My dear girl, go back and live a good life. Although this son-in-law seems a bit cold, he will surely be successful in the future. Your good fortune is ahead. Once your father has established himself in the county town, he will take you there and find him a good teacher."

Xu Chaoyan looked up and saw the white hair at Xu's temples. She felt a little sorry for her and said softly, "Father, you must be careful when you go out. The most important thing is for the whole family to be safe and sound. Money is just an external thing."

Mr. Xu was very pleased to hear his daughter say these words. Before, his daughter only knew how to eat, drink, wear nice clothes, and chase after that scholar Meng. Now that she is married, she has become sensible.

He then took out about five taels of loose silver and handed it over: "Keep these loose silver coins for now. You can use them to buy yourself some snacks, or to treat the students to tea when you go to school. Right now, the young master is studying at the school. He seems a bit aloof, so he probably doesn't know how to handle social niceties very well."

Xu Chaoyan was deeply moved that her father had thought of all this. Her throat tightened slightly as she said, "Father, you don't need to worry about him. He's a grown man; surely he understands these little things."

Mr. Xu sighed, “His father has been the accountant in our family for so many years, and I know them well. They are both rather aloof, especially your father-in-law, who is old-fashioned and definitely not good at handling interpersonal relationships. You will have to take care of these things. Even if you fail the exam and come home to be a teacher, you will never have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of your life. It’s just that you need to change your spoiled nature.”

"Don't spend all your time chasing after that boy. You should give birth to his child as soon as possible so you can win his heart."

Upon hearing this, Xu Chaoyan blushed and said shyly, "Father, what are we talking about? I'm still young, there's no rush."

Mr. Xu hired a horse-drawn carriage for his daughter, which was much more comfortable than the oxcart she had ridden in yesterday.

Xu Chaoyan munched on a sweet and juicy pear, leaning against the carriage lost in thought. If her father hadn't mentioned it, she would have forgotten something: on their wedding night, could she and Miao-ge have gotten pregnant? In this ancient world, where medicine was scarce, childbirth could be fatal if one wasn't careful. Besides, this body was only sixteen years old, far too young. She comforted herself, thinking that she probably wouldn't be that unlucky.

By the time she returned to the Meng family courtyard, it was past noon, so naturally no one left her any food.

When Grandma Meng saw the packages being unloaded from the car, her eyes widened in amazement. The Xu family was indeed a wealthy family; they brought so many things back to their maternal home.

She walked over with a smile: "Jiu and his wife are back, they must be exhausted."

The pastries wrapped in oil paper were revealed, and the aroma they emitted made Grandmother Meng unconsciously lick her lips. These past few days, they had been eating rather bland food and had not touched any meat or fish, leaving her mouth watering.

The food was really good on the two days of the wedding. Peach Blossom had come here to look around several times. And now, it just so happens that Meng Peach Blossom is looking out at the door again. She probably heard the sound of horses' hooves and came by the smell.

"Morning Glory, you're back! Did you bring anything delicious? Look, your grandmother came all this way to welcome you. Why don't you bring it out and show your respect to your grandmother?" She stood arrogantly by the courtyard gate.

Xu Chaoyan clutched the bundles tightly, not even glancing at her. Before she could speak, Meng Jiuxia jumped out, hands on her hips, pointing at her and yelling, "Whether there's anything or not is my family's business. It's none of your concern, Meng Taohua. Don't come wandering around my yard all the time."

Even if Trumpet Flower brought back something, it belonged to their family and had nothing to do with Second Uncle's family. Ever since her brother left some pork on the day of his wedding, Meng Taohua had been coming over every day to freeload. But after less than a day, she saw that they were eating wild vegetable pancakes and stopped coming. Today, she came over again because she smelled the aroma.

"Hmph, if you don't want to give it to me, then don't. Who cares?" With that, she turned and left.

"Hey, when did you get these clothes made? I've never seen them before," Meng Jiuxia asked, pointing to the ill-fitting clothes she was wearing.

Xu Chaoyan then noticed that Meng Taohua's clothes were too brightly colored, and because she was young, they made her look older than she was. The clothes were also loose and obviously didn't fit her well.

She hadn't thought of anything else. Meng Jiuxia was about to chase after her when she said, "Wait a minute, when did your second aunt make you clothes? I didn't know."

When Grandma Meng saw her two granddaughters chasing each other, she grabbed Meng Jiuxia and scolded her: "You're a grown woman, why are you arguing with your sister? Where have you been studying all this time? Go back and do your needlework. I always said that a woman's virtue lies in her lack of talent, but your brother insisted on teaching you that old-fashioned book. From now on, stay home and do some needlework to help support the family."

"Sister, your mother is looking for you." A child of about six or seven years old, dressed in old clothes, looked somewhat like Meng Jiuhe.

Xu Chaoyan guessed that this was his younger brother, whom she hadn't seen before when they ate together. She had heard that he had been sick for several days and only met him today.

Grandmother Meng, seeing that she hadn't gotten any benefits, vented her anger on her granddaughter: "Your mother told you to do something, and you still aren't going. What are you doing here? Are you acting as a door god?"

Grandmother Meng took advantage of her inattention and swiped the exposed bag of cakes, hiding it behind her back.

Before leaving, Meng Jiuxia glared at Xu Chaoyan and said, "It's all your fault. Hurry up and go back home. Pack up your belongings and don't let those starving ghosts covet our things."

After yelling, he ignored Xu Chaoyan's reaction, snatched her bundle, and carried it into her room.

Xu Chaoyan called out from behind, "I don't need you to carry that for me, I can do it myself."

Meng Jiuxia had already reached the door and was about to push it open when she heard her kind words that were not appreciated. She was still a little angry: "Do you think I want this? I'm just afraid that those people will covet our family's things. Since you've married into our family, these things belong to my brother."

After saying that, he didn't care about anything else and just put the things on the table, leaving Xu Chaoyan there in a daze.

Meng Jiuxia took a basket and went to cut grass. Li Sanniang brought over a pot of warm water: "Yan'er, are you tired after you came back? I brought you a pot of water. Rest for a while and I'll go cook for you."

Xu Chaoyan noticed the sweat on her forehead and felt a little sorry for her. Although Meng Jiuxia's mother got along well with Meng's grandmother, it was because she was honest and obedient and never argued with her. All the housework fell on her and Meng Jiuxia. She noticed the sweat on her forehead that was still wet.

She took out a handkerchief from her pocket and handed it to her, saying dryly, "Mom, why don't you sit down and rest for a while, wipe your sweat? I'm not hungry right now; I ate several pieces of bread on the way back."

She still couldn't quite bring herself to call her "mother."