Ugly girl only wants to farm

Xu Chaoyan feigned a guilty expression: "Auntie, I'm sorry for today. I'll definitely be more careful next time."

After she finished speaking, she helped the old lady help Yaya down and packed up all the things they had brought.

Cai Hua patted her clothes, took out a handkerchief and wiped the water stains off them, complaining as she did so. Although she muttered very softly, Xu Chaoyan heard her clearly.

The woman chattered incessantly the whole way, never giving us a moment's peace. Even now that we've arrived at our destination, she's still shamelessly refusing to get out of the car. Wasn't she supposed to be visiting relatives? How did she end up with them? She was a little puzzled.

“Auntie, do you know Cai Hua? I feel like she’s acting strangely today. She keeps trying to make conversation with us, chattering away like a crow.”

The old woman glanced into the distance with a look of disgust: "I don't know her at all. We only exchanged a few words outside before. I thought she was a gossip, so I didn't pay much attention to her after that. Who knew she would be so shameless as to come and ride in the cart today? This donkey cart is already small, and she takes up more than half of it. We even paid for the fare. How can I be happy about this? That shrewish old woman."

Xu Chaoyan quickly took a basket from her and comforted her, saying, "Forget it, this kind of shameless person won't leave no matter how hard you try to get rid of her. She just likes to take advantage of small things, like hitching a ride. We're not losing anything, so let her take advantage of this little bit."

It was March, a beautiful time of year, and everything outside the city was lush and green. Looking into the distance, clusters of white and pink flowers were blooming on the opposite mountain, which looked quite lovely. The air outside felt much fresher.

Xu Chaoyan took a deep breath and couldn't help but feel a little emotional: "We've been rushing to the county since the twelfth lunar month until we settled down, and we haven't had a proper rest. It's a pity that the two busy people couldn't come today. We should bring them out for a stroll another day so they don't become dull from studying too much."

Ya Ya cried out with a wronged look on her face, "Yes, yes, Uncle didn't come and Grandpa didn't come either. I pulled Grandpa several times but he didn't want to be with us. Mom, do you think Grandpa doesn't like me?"

The old lady quickly hugged her granddaughter tightly, rubbing her head and coaxing her softly: "How could Grandpa not like you? Grandpa is destined to work hard all his life. If he doesn't earn money for Yaya to spend, what can he do? Let Grandma play with Yaya during this beautiful spring time."

Uncle Zhang has been quite busy these days. Since coming to the county, his health has been a bit poor. He caught a cough in the winter and spends all day indoors sitting by the fire. He coughs incessantly if he gets even slightly exposed to wind. Zhang Xuyang and his sister have been doing all the chores for him.

As spring arrived and the weather gradually warmed up, Uncle Zhang couldn't sit still any longer. He said he wanted to go back to his old trade of grinding tofu to earn some money to support his family. His siblings tried to stop him several times but couldn't, so they just let him go. Once people get old, they really can't sit still anymore. It's better for him to do something than to stay at home sighing all day long.

They came out relatively early, and there were only a few people left. Xu Chaoyan had prepared straw mats in advance to lay on the ground and put the food on them. Lying there to sunbathe, kill germs, and smell the flowers would be a kind of enjoyment. The clusters of bright pink flowers on the opposite mountain caught her attention.

Xu Chaoyan pointed to a spot not far away and asked, "Auntie, do you know what kind of flower that is? It looks beautiful when it blooms."

The old woman stood up, squinted, and looked for a while before speaking with some uncertainty: "It should be magnolia. It seems that magnolias are about to bloom this season. There were a few that were barely in bloom along the way we came, but the ones on the mountain are blooming so beautifully."

She became somewhat puzzled again: "They shouldn't be in full bloom yet this season. Magnolia flowers usually bloom from the end of March to around April. I guess it's cherry blossoms and plum blossoms."

The sun slowly peeked out from behind the clouds, but there was still a slight chill in the air in the countryside. Zhang Yueniang quickly grabbed an outer garment to put on the little girl.

Yaya was having a great time playing like a wild horse. When she saw her mother tugging at her clothes, she waved her hands repeatedly, saying she was already sweating from the heat. Just as the two of them were chasing each other, a rough voice suddenly came over.

"Young lady, are you here to admire the flowers too? I know where the flowers are in the most vibrant bloom. Shall I take you to the best spot?"

After he finished speaking, the man moved closer to Zhang Yueniang, which startled her so much that she quickly grabbed her daughter and hugged her tightly. She looked at the rugged-looking man in front of her with a wary expression and asked, trying to appear calm.

"Who are you? I don't know you, don't come near us."

The man was a big, burly man wearing a half-new, half-old robe, all wrinkled as if it had been haphazardly pressed at the bottom of a trunk and never seen the light of day. He had a full beard and a rough voice, somewhat like a Black man.

Seeing that Zhang Yueniang seemed somewhat resistant to him, he frowned and scrutinized her from head to toe, not missing a single hair. He then asked with some dissatisfaction, "Are you Zhang Yueniang?"

Yue Niang hugged Ya Ya tightly and couldn't help but take a few steps back. She had just been so focused on chasing and escaping from Xu Chaoyan and the others that she had some distance from them. There was no one around, only a few peach blossoms in full bloom, their pink blossoms looking lovely and tender.

She forced herself to remain calm: "Who are you? What do you want? I'm a respectable woman, don't even think about messing with me in broad daylight."

Yue Niang's voice trembled slightly as she spoke. She was annoyed that this man was so burly and that she had been careless in running to such a remote place.

Seeing her delicate and frail appearance, the man frowned again and said with a look of disgust, "With your skinny arms and legs, how can you even get pregnant? Your waist and hips aren't even as thick as my bucket. You must be a woman who can't bear children. I wonder if you can even handle your own man."

His words were rather blunt. These rough men from the countryside are usually glib and talkative, and they can come up with dirty jokes on the spot. Zhang Yueniang was so angry at his vulgar words that her eyes turned red.

Her body trembled and she began to panic: "Who, who are you? What do you want? Get out of here!"

The man then became unrestrained and approached her directly, clicking his tongue a few times: "Although your waist and hips aren't great, your little face is quite pretty, fair and tender like tofu. It's just a pity that you have a burden to carry, which is a bit of a hindrance. Oh well, it's just another mouth to feed. When you grow up, you can exchange them for some money, so it's not a loss."

Zhang Yueniang was furious and embarrassed by his inexplicable words. As the saying goes, a mother is strong and fierce, and she was shocked to see this strange man slandering her daughter like this.

She mustered her courage and retorted, "My daughter is my treasure, what does it have to do with you? Go back to where you came from, don't get in my way. If you don't leave, I'm going to call for help."

The burly man wasn't annoyed. He just looked at her with interest and a confident expression: "Go ahead and shout. There's no one for miles around. Even if you shout until your throat is hoarse, no one will come. Besides, I paid the matchmaker properly. I haven't even looked down on you, a woman who's been divorced at home. You still have the nerve to yell and scream here. Even though I'm a widower, I can't just put up with this."

"You're not even qualified to warm my bed, but for the sake of your pretty face, I'll reluctantly agree to marry you. But I'm telling you, if you can't give me a son, I'll divorce you and not only have to return my money but also compensate me."

Afraid that the child would be affected by these foul words, Zhang Yueniang quickly covered her ears and whispered to coax her, "Yaya, don't be afraid. With your mother here, no one can hurt you. You have never been a burden to your mother. You are the most precious treasure in your mother's heart."

Ya Ya had always been disliked by her grandmother for being a "little girl" since she was a child, and she had always been a bit fragile. This man actually said so much in front of her. Seeing that Ya Ya's expression was a little bad, she quickly comforted her daughter.