A Farm Girl: Three Acres of Fertile Land Can Be Exchanged for a Country

Chapter 76 Going on a Blind Date

Wutong was deeply moved, her heart aching. Her morning worries vanished, but she still had reservations: "Does marriage really have to be arranged? I really don't want to. Perhaps I should go out and work hard to earn some money, build a house near yours, buy some land, and we can be a family."

This society is patriarchal; a man can have one wife and one concubine. She can't imagine having to share her husband with other women in the future.

Besides, she didn't have anyone in mind.

A person is only willing to make sacrifices and be humble in front of someone they like. She doesn't even have someone she likes, so why should she plunge into a marriage?

Ruolan said, "Making money isn't that easy. How much have you earned in all this time you've been away?"

The sycamore tree remained silent.

Ruolan said earnestly, "Let's face reality. I've found a suitable candidate, a young man from the next village. He's about the same age as the cripple, and his family is quite wealthy, perhaps even richer than the Zhou family. I can provide a dowry for you to marry into his family and become his legal wife. You definitely won't be at a disadvantage."

Wutong exclaimed in surprise, "You found it already?"

Ruolan said, "Yes, I've seen him. He's got a crew cut and a decent face. If you'd like, I'll send someone by boat right now to invite him over so you two can meet, how about that?"

Meeting up... isn't this turning into a blind date...?

Wutong never imagined that she, who had never been on a blind date in modern times, would end up in ancient times to do so.

"No... Ruolan, I think we're still rushing things a bit."

"You silly girl, these days, the older a woman is, the more valuable she is. Do you think you'll be able to find someone with such good qualities again in a few years?"

Wutong was speechless, but unable to truly agree, she said, "I really don't want to get married. I think being in the army is quite good..."

"What's so good about it? Are you going to stay single with those other people?"

After Ruolan finished speaking, her heart suddenly tightened, and she asked, "Wutong, tell me honestly, do you have a man over there?"

Wutong blushed: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could that be?"

Ruolan said, "Then what have you been refusing? It's just a meeting; if it goes well, we'll get married; if not, we'll see."

The sycamore tree had nothing to say, and remained silent with its head down.

Ruolan looked at her for a while, then tears suddenly welled up in her almond-shaped eyes: "Wutong, please help me, okay?"

Wutong looked at her in surprise: "What's wrong?"

Ruolan released her hand and wiped away her tears with a handkerchief: "To be honest, that cripple isn't exactly honest either. Whenever I'm not around, he's all over that maid, kissing and touching her. I'm really scared. What if one day I end up like his first wife? I feel more at ease if you're by my side."

Wutong gaped in shock: "Him and the maid?"

Ruolan nodded tearfully, "That's right, I've caught her several times. That girl looks innocent, but she's actually a vixen, always trying to get into his bed."

Seeing her so agitated, Wutong dared not speak, feeling utterly shocked by the news.

No wonder Ruolan turned a blind eye to everything Zhou Pan'an did; no wonder she treated the maid so badly; no wonder the maid walked with a limp.

The reason for everything lies here.

Ruolan sobbed a few times, trying her best to hold back her tears.

Looking at her reddened eyes, Wutong couldn't help but ask, "If he's so bad, why don't you leave him?"

Ruolan sighed, "Leaving is not such a simple matter. What can I do without him? Besides, he hasn't treated me badly, it's just..."

Wutong said, "He's not even loyal, how can he be considered good to you?"

Ruolan said, "He already has a first wife, so what does it matter whether he's faithful or not?"

Wutong was speechless, remaining silent for a long time.

Ruolan looked up sadly, "Anyway, if you still consider me a good sister and are willing to help me, then go and meet that person. I won't force you to get married, I beg you..."

Ruolan used to be a cold and aloof girl, and had never said such things before. It seems she has truly suffered.

Unable to bring herself to refuse, Wutong nodded gently.

Ruolan's sorrow turned to joy, and her tears turned to laughter.

She kept her word; after agreeing on the terms, she sent someone to row the boat out.

The people from the next village now live on the hilltop not far ahead; they can be back in half an hour at most.

Wutong sat alone in front of the tent, while Zhao Sanyang carried a large bird in each hand and Nanxing held a stone in his hand; they returned laden with their spoils.

"Hey! Look! We're in for a treat tonight!"

Zhao Sanyang gleefully tossed the large bird forward. Wutong touched it; a pebble was embedded in its chest—it was dead in an instant.

Nanxing's technique is becoming increasingly skillful; her age is truly enviable.

Wutong had also asked him for the secrets, applying them to her own archery, but unfortunately, she lacked the talent and her progress was still slow; she couldn't hit the bullseye from a hundred meters away.

Zhao Sanyang chatted animatedly, discussing how to eat the two birds, while Wutong listened casually, her ears constantly perked up.

"Wutong...wutong..."

Sure enough, Ruolan stopped behind the tree and secretly winked at her, indicating that the person had arrived.

Wutong suddenly felt a headache coming on.

She was a woman, and she couldn't let Zhao Sanyang, that big mouth, know she was going on a blind date. Nanxing was also very domineering; if he found out she was meeting a strange man, he'd probably cause a huge uproar.

"Ahem... Ruolan and I have something to discuss. You two can talk about it yourselves."

She cleared her throat and tentatively stood up.

Nanxing immediately dropped the bird and came over to grab her, saying, "I'll go with you."

Zhao Sanyang also looked over.

Wutong was nervous. She lowered her voice and said in a tone only the two of them could hear, "Nanxing, please don't go, okay? Ruolan and I need to talk about some private matters. If you go, Zhao Sanyang will go too. If he finds out my gender, we're doomed."

Nanxing glanced at Zhao Sanyang silently, her gaze as sharp as ice, and saw Zhao Sanyang's blank expression.

Suddenly, he crouched down and picked up a large rock from the ground.

Wutong immediately grabbed him and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Nanxing said confidently, "If I knock him unconscious, he won't know anything."

Wutong: "..."

She suppressed the urge to vomit blood and desperately tried to persuade him to stay, finally managing to convince him to help cover for Zhao Sanyang.

Seeing Nanxing sit down, she patted her chest and left like a gust of wind.

Ruolan came over and hooked her arm around hers, glancing back at Nanxing as they walked, and couldn't help but say, "That kid's personality is really strange."

Wutong shrugged and didn't say anything.

He became a beggar at a young age; he must have suffered a lot in the past. It's normal for him to have a strange personality.

Nanxing is actually a good person, very loyal. Although he doesn't get along with Zhao Sanyang, he has never tried to kill him.

He simply had a habit of wanting to possess everything he desired.

End of this chapter