A lucky little peasant girl is reborn and brings prosperity to her entire family.

"Heh, you don't know this, do you? Yueping used to follow that Zhai family girl around all the time, but many people don't know that the Zhai family has such a big face, demanding ten taels of silver as a dowry from the Song family, and even wanting the Song family to marry Yanyan to them! Do you think Tian Denghua, with her fiery temper, would agree? Wow, she forced Song Yueping to break off her relationship with that Zhai family girl on the spot!"

The neighbor lady spoke with a smug air, as if she knew the inside story, her chin held high, and she was quite the character.

Although she knew that her own niece was not good enough for the Song family's current status, Song Yueping was currently unmarried, like a precious treasure on the roadside, so everyone had a chance!

With such a good relationship with the Song family, her chances are definitely greater than others!

Hey! If her niece from her maternal family had the luck to marry into the Song family, her life would definitely be better and better.

In the entire Zhaoyou Village, apart from Old Man Su's family who has a servant, which family can afford to employ a maid?

Even the village chief's house doesn't have one, so his daughters-in-law all have to work.

It's the Song family!

Two maids!

Once her niece marries into the family, won't she be living the life of a young mistress?

The neighbor lady felt increasingly excited as she thought about it, and she wished she could go to the temple to burn incense and pray that the matter would come true!

……

When Zhai Cuihong returned to her home in Shuiwanggou, her eyes were sore from crying that they looked like rotten peaches.

As Zhai's mother sat at the doorway sewing shoe soles for Zhai Yongnan, she saw Zhai Cuihong's appearance and knew without asking that it had definitely failed.

Mother Zhai glanced at Zhai Cuihong and said, "Alright, I'll talk to them tomorrow. Ten taels of silver, not a penny less. You just wait patiently to get married!"

Zhai Cuihong cried out in despair, "Mother, I don't want to get married!"

Mother Zhai sighed, "I'm reluctant to part with you either. But your younger brother is getting married, isn't he? He's the root of your Zhai family. As his older sister, you should at least help him out, right?"

Zhai Cuihong sat on the ground in despair: "That widower will beat people to death!"

Mother Zhai said impatiently, "So what? You're healthy, so what if you get a few beatings? Your father beat me a lot back then too. He won't kill me... Besides, that widower only had ten taels of silver, and I emptied his pockets. This is for your own good. He doesn't have the money to marry a second woman, so naturally he won't dare to beat you too badly."

Zhai Cuihong found these words utterly absurd.

So, she should thank her mother for giving her a chance to live?

Zhai Cuihong wiped away her tears, silently got up from the ground, and went into the yard without saying another word to her mother.

Mother Zhai took Zhai Cuihong's agreement as a yes, and with a snort, she began to plan how to ask for a higher dowry when they went to discuss it the next day.

After all, her daughter is beautiful, with a great figure and a big butt; she's obviously destined to have a son!

If it weren't for Yongnan's eagerness to marry that girl, she could have looked at a few more families and seen who would offer the most money!

That widower got off too easy!

……

Zhai Cuihong entered the courtyard and went straight to Zhai Yongnan's house.

Zhai Yongnan was hiding in the room, holding a handkerchief in his hand, sniffing it with an intoxicated look.

A hand was moving suspiciously under the blanket.

Zhai Yongnan was startled when Zhai Cuihong suddenly barged in. His face turned pale, and he angrily cursed Zhai Cuihong several times.

Zhai Cuihong wrinkled her nose in disgust, forcing herself to speak: "Brother, I have a question for you."

Zhai Yongnan said irritably, "What?"

Zhai Cuihong's eyes darkened: "Do you still remember Song Yanyan from the Song family? Between Song Yanyan and Li Hongxing, which one do you prefer?"

Zhai Yongnan said irritably, "Of course it's Song Yanyan! Isn't it all your fault for being so useless! You couldn't keep Song Yueping in check! ...If you had kept Song Yueping firmly in check, wouldn't Song Yanyan have been in our family long ago?"

Zhai Cuihong's eyes gleamed with a faint red light: "...So, what if there were an opportunity right now for you to get Song Yanyan?"

Zhai Yongnan sat bolt upright: "Are you serious?! You're not lying to me?!"

He paused, then looked Zhai Cuihong over with some suspicion, before sneering, "Sister, stop bragging. You can't even handle Song Yueping, let alone Song Yanyan?"

Zhai Cuihong's eyes were cold: "Just tell me, are you willing or not!"

Seeing that Zhai Cuihong didn't seem to be joking, Zhai Yongnan's breathing became rapid: "If you really have a way, then I'd be willing a thousand times over."

Zhai Cuihong sneered and beckoned to Zhai Yongnan: "Come closer..."

The siblings secretly plotted for half a day.

……

Dianzhou.

"This is the eighth one already, and you still don't like any of them?" Madam Lu said angrily, holding the matchmaking book. "Tell me, what kind of person do you actually like?"

Li Qiyi sat opposite him, head down, not saying a word.

Madam Lu took a deep breath and lowered her voice: "Are you still thinking about Miss Song?"

Li Qiyi pursed her lips.

Madam Lu took a deep breath and said earnestly, "...My child, I also like Miss Song very much. But look at how Madam Tian protects Miss Song, do you think she would agree to let Miss Song become her concubine?"

Li Qiyi held back for a long time, but finally couldn't help but say in a low voice, "...So I can't be the principal wife?"

"Don't ask such a stupid question." Madam Lu sighed. "Do you think I don't want Miss Song to be your legal wife? She saved your life and Qingwei's life, and I like her very much. Ke'er, you were born into the Li family, so you are destined not to be able to do as you please."

Li Qiyi had heard this many times.

He had always remained silent and had never refuted Madam Lu.

But today, the portrait album of the eighth blind date that Madam Lu brought, and the smile of the girl in the picture, inexplicably reminded him of Song Yanyan.

From the moment they met, Song Yanyan was always so radiant, as if no difficulty could defeat her.

He wants to live with Song Yanyan like this, is that not allowed?

Madam Lu sighed deeply and pressed her temples wearily.

Her son appears to be a gentleman with a gentle and mild temperament, but how could his mother not know that Li Qiyi is stubborn to the core?

Mrs. Lu was utterly exhausted, both physically and mentally.

Even after Madam Lu returned to her bedroom to rest, she still sighed whenever she thought about it.

When Chun, the old woman beside her, saw that the lady was so worried about the young master, she whispered, "Madam, there is actually another way."

Madam Lu looked at her.

Granny Chun whispered, "Marriage has one crucial point: the man must be unmarried and the woman unmarried. The young master is being stubborn here, but as far as this old servant is concerned, Miss Song has no interest in him. In that case, why doesn't Madam Lu arrange a marriage for Miss Song... that way, the young master can give up on his feelings?"

That is indeed a possibility. But Madam Lu still hesitated: "...Is this alright? I also really like Miss Song..."

Granny Chun grinned and said, "Miss Song is indeed very good, so, Madam, put all your effort into finding her a good marriage, and that will be fine, right? ... It must be good, so that even that Lady Tian will have no objections. For example, I think the fifth son of the Li family, who was born out of wedlock, is quite good."