Ugly girl only wants to farm

Is this really the end? Am I really going to sleep like this tonight? This...this is unbelievable!

She scrutinized the man before her. He was quite handsome, with a decent face and figure, but his actions were far too hasty.

When Xu Zhiyan heard him mention the dog outside, he was a little taken aback.

Seeing the woman's dazed and confused expression, Meng Jiuhe's resentment did not lessen at all; in fact, he spoke with a hint of disdain: "What, is she planning to stay here all night?"

He had been forced to drink quite a bit outside, and his head was spinning. If he hadn't used the alcohol to suppress his nausea, he probably wouldn't have been able to complete this final ritual.

The old woman was still watching from outside the door, which made him even more unhappy. He rubbed his throbbing forehead, stood up, dusted off his clothes, gave her a disgusted look, and angrily took off his glaring red wedding dress. He then found a blue robe to change into.

Xu Zhiyan lay on the bed, feeling dizzy. Although she was drunk, she was unusually clear-headed.

She watched the man get dressed alone without saying a word, only expressing his disdain for her with his eyes. She carefully looked him up and down.

The man was tall and handsome, with delicate features; even draped in a burlap sack, he still looked very good.

He wore an old long robe, which gave him an air of refined scholarly elegance. However, nothing could conceal the disgust that emanated from his brow.

Xu Zhiyan wondered to himself: Just how ugly could the original owner be that he could be so disgusted by her?

After quickly changing his clothes, Meng Jiuhe rudely pushed Xu Zhiyan aside, then pulled a handkerchief from under the bed. He glared fiercely at Xu Zhiyan, forcefully opened the door, and suddenly threw the handkerchief at the old woman's face.

Granny Xu had heard some noises coming from inside the house and was about to knock on the door to warn her young mistress. But before she could do anything, the door was slammed open.

Meng Jiuhe's emotionless, icy voice rang out: "Now that you've got what you wanted, you can go back and report. Don't squat at the gate like a dog. My gate is outside, go guard over there!"

After saying this, he turned around and walked straight to his small study without looking back.

Although Granny Xu was very unhappy, he was, after all, her new son-in-law, so she suppressed her anger and remained silent.

She removed the handkerchief from her face and, by the dim moonlight, took a closer look. Overjoyed, she realized that the plan had succeeded! She quickly folded the handkerchief and carefully tucked it into her bosom.

"Girl, girl, how are you?"

When she entered the room, she saw her daughter still dressed in her wedding gown, lying on the bed, snoring soundly.

She couldn't help but curse inwardly, thinking that this young master Meng was handsome and a scholar, yet he didn't know how to cherish his wife at all.

In her dazed state, Xu Zhiyan felt as if someone was shaking her. She slowly opened her eyes and saw that the old woman from before had come in again.

She asked, somewhat puzzled, "What are you doing here, ma'am?"

Hearing her hoarse voice, the old woman quickly poured her a glass of warm water: "Young lady, drink some water to soothe your throat! Did that new son-in-law bully you? I'll go back and tell the master first thing tomorrow morning, and he'll teach him a lesson!"

Xu Ziyan felt incredibly sleepy. She waved her hand weakly and said, "Ugh, I'm so sleepy, I'm exhausted, and all I want to do is go to sleep. And this outfit is so inconvenient to wear, it's such a burden!"

After saying that, she began to tear at her clothes, but ancient clothes were very different from modern clothes, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't tear them off.

Seeing this, Granny Xu quickly stepped forward to help: "Young lady, don't worry, lie down and rest for a while. This old servant will go and fetch some hot water to wash your face."

Xu Ziyan obediently lay down and quickly fell into a deep sleep. Granny Xu gently wiped her body and washed her face, then looked at her peaceful sleeping face, her heart filled with tenderness. After everything was tidied up...

Granny Xu then quietly left the room, allowing Xu Zhiyan to fall asleep peacefully.

Meng Jiuhe dragged his exhausted body back to his small study. He rubbed his throbbing head with all his might, as if this could relieve the fatigue brought on by the wedding.

Although the study is not large, it is decorated very elegantly. There is a bamboo couch inside, where he can lie down and rest for a while when he gets tired of reading on a hot summer day, enjoying the tranquility and comfort.

However, today's wedding banquet left him feeling exhausted. The noisy and chaotic sounds in the courtyard earlier only made him more and more irritable and uneasy.

So he decided to make do in this study tonight.

On the other side, Li San Niang, along with the other women in the village, tidied up the yard.

After a busy day, she rubbed her aching lower back and prepared to return to her room to rest.

Today's banquet was quite well done, and the Xu family patriarch was very generous, sending many fine gifts to bolster their reputation, which made Li San Niang quite gratified.

As she passed by her son's study, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of a faint light shining through the window.

Curious, she went closer and found her son sitting quietly under the lamp, holding a book and reading intently.

She sighed helplessly, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside her.

She slowly walked to the study door and gently pushed it open: "Jiuhe, it's very late now, the dew is heavy, and the weather is getting cold. You should go back and rest early. It's quite cold in this study."

Meng Jiuhe looked up, smiled at his mother, and replied softly, "Mother, I understand. I'll go back in a quarter of an hour." His gaze remained fixed on the pages of the book.

Looking at her son's focused expression, Li San Niang felt a pang of sorrow in her heart.

She knew that this marriage was unfair to her son, and that the whole family was a burden on him.

Tears blurred her vision, and her voice became choked with emotion: "Jiuhe, it's all because of our whole family that you've been dragged down, forcing you to marry that Xu Chaoyan."

Meng Jiuhe put down his book, stood up, and walked to his mother's side. He gently patted her shoulder and comforted her, "Mother, don't say that. It's all fate. It's no big deal for me to suffer a little."

He picked up the lampshade stick next to him and carefully lifted the wick to make the light brighter.

Meng Jiuhe's voice was gentle and calm, without the slightest complaint or dissatisfaction. He knew the weight of family responsibilities and was willing to bear everything for his family.

He turned around, looked at his mother's concerned eyes, and continued, "Mother, you should go back and rest. Go and see how Father is doing, and whether he's getting enough rest."

Li San Niang nodded heavily, tears streaming down her face like a burst dam.

She looked at her son with a heart full of anguish, silently praying for his happiness and smooth sailing in the future.

Then she slowly turned around and left the study with heavy, deliberate steps, leaving Meng Jiu and the other person in silence.

As Li San Niang walked, she took out a handkerchief from her bosom and gently wiped away the tears that kept overflowing from the corners of her eyes.

After calming down a bit, she returned to her room. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Old Man Meng lying on the bed with a worried expression on his face: "Dad, what's wrong? Is your leg hurting again? Should I make you some medicine?"

Old Man Meng quickly waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, just a minor injury. It will heal naturally in a few days. What I'm worried about now is our son! I'm afraid his life will be ruined by that illiterate woman!" After saying that, he let out another long sigh.

Li San Niang picked up the quilt and covered his injured leg: "It takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone. How can it be a minor injury that gets cold at night?"

As Li San Niang stepped out of her son's room, an indescribable emotion welled up inside her.

Seeing that her son preferred to hide in the study rather than return to the new house they had carefully prepared for him, she couldn't help but feel guilty and remorseful.

Old Man Meng sighed silently, as if he wanted to pour out all his worries: "Alas, it's all because we have too many things to deal with in our family, young and old, which has caused the child to suffer. However, now that the Xu family girl has married into our family, we should treat her well. After all, our family will not bully our daughter-in-law!"

Li San Niang nodded gently, indicating her agreement with her husband's statement.

She said softly, "Yes, Father, you are right. Although this girl from the Xu family may not be perfect in appearance, she has never had a bad reputation. Moreover, the dowry given by the Xu family is so generous that we will no longer have to worry about the tuition fees for Jiuhe's schooling. There will also be enough money to treat Mother-in-law's illness and your leg injury. We should be grateful, how can we look down on them?"

Li San Niang was a gentle, kind, and considerate person. Since she married into the Meng family, the couple had always treated each other with respect and never had any quarrels or arguments.

She always put her family first and took good care of them. Looking at his gentle and virtuous wife, Old Man Meng said with some regret, "It's just a pity about that girl from the Zhang family."

Li San Niang also sighed, "We've wronged them. We'll help them out more in the future."

Old Man Meng then added with some dissatisfaction, "It's not a pity. If the Zhang family had wanted to, they should have let the two children get married long ago."

Xu Zhiyan was awakened by the crowing of roosters outside. She opened her eyes groggily, feeling a splitting headache, as if a million ants were crawling inside her head.

She rubbed her eyes hard, trying to clear her mind, but her vision remained blurry.

Hearing the commotion, Granny Xu quickly came over to support her, asking cautiously, "Young lady, you're awake? How are you feeling? Is anything bothering you?"

Xu Zhiyan suddenly snapped out of her daze, realizing that she seemed to have caught the last train of time travel, and right at the start, she was on her wedding night with a man who wasn't particularly skilled in that area. A self-deprecating smile crept across her face at the thought.

Looking at her daughter's dazed expression, Granny Xu couldn't help but feel a surge of affection.

Last night, when she was wiping Xu Zhiyan's body, she noticed some bruises on her hands, and she didn't know where she had touched.

Granny Xu was heartbroken and secretly cursed the Meng family's ancestors for eighteen generations.

At this moment, Xu Zhiyan finally came to his senses and began to carefully examine the room.

Because of the dim lighting last night, she hadn't been able to see the whole room clearly. Now, sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating the entire room.

She saw an old wooden bed in the room, covered with a bright red cotton quilt. Large "double happiness" characters were pasted on the wall, and a few simple pieces of furniture were placed on the floor. Although simple, it exuded a rustic charm.

A teapot sat on a table, several rough ceramic cups were beside it, and a slightly worn cabinet stood to the side. That was all there was in the room.

Xu Zhiyan thought to himself, since he had already come to this unfamiliar world, he might as well make the best of it.

She decided to adapt to life here first, and then slowly find a way back to the modern world. After all, life is always full of unexpected events and surprises; perhaps this time travel would bring her a unique experience?

She was a little annoyed that everyone else started out as princesses, noble ladies, or princes, while hers was worse than a scary room. It's true what they say, comparison is the thief of joy!

Her thoughts were still drifting when a loud, somewhat grating voice came from outside the door: "Morning Glory, Morning Glory, the sun is already high in the sky, how long do you want to sleep? Do you want us to serve you? Get up and serve your mother-in-law and sister-in-law. You're really used to being a pampered young lady, so delicate."

Granny Xu was a little angry. The Meng family were supposed to be scholars, yet they were so unruly. She flung open the door and started berating the people outside.

When Xu Zhiyan finally finished dressing and came outside, she saw a girl of about thirteen or fourteen years old arguing fiercely with Granny Xu. The girl had slightly dark skin and was wearing a worn-out peach-colored dress, which Xu Zhiyan found too glaring.

I don't know what kind of taste this girl has, sigh! It's hard to explain.

Seeing her disdainful look, Meng Jiuxia raised her voice again: "Mala Flower, what kind of new bride are you? Sleeping until the sun is high in the sky on your first day of marriage, why don't you get up and serve your husband? My older brother works very hard studying."

So this was her sister-in-law, with an arrogant and domineering look on her face.