A farmer has a shrewish wife; he's busy making money every day.

Through her predecessor's memories, Ye Qingxue knew that the Ye family had tried farming a long time ago.

However, the soil in the deserted village was really bad; no matter what was planted, it would only sprout into a seedling before dying.

Ye Qingxue thought it was probably due to insufficient nutrients.

Nowadays, the soil in the deserted village is completely unsuitable for growing crops.

However, the Ye family still had some seeds in their warehouse.

Upon hearing this, Wu Shuang's rough brows furrowed deeply: "What, are you planning to take your family's assets to win over your husband's family?"

Ye Yu was able to move again at this point. He stood up, supported himself with his legs, grabbed Wu Shuang, and said in a hoarse voice, "Since you want it, then consider it as your dowry from your maternal family."

Anyway, the fields can't be planted now, and the seeds are just taking up space in the warehouse. If Ye Qingxue marries into the family, I can get another bag of white rice, which is a luxury these days. Every little bit I eat is a little bit less.

Upon hearing this, Ye Qingxue stopped arguing and gave the three burly men lying on the ground, groaning in pain, a cold look. "Second Uncle, remember to clear out any unauthorized people from the house. We won't bother you any longer."

"Oh, Hao'er, don't cry, your sister is here." Ye Qingxue lifted Ye Hao'er up and down, then, without giving Ye Yu and his wife another glance, helped her parents out of the thatched hut.

Wang Po, standing awkwardly outside the door, asked, "Third Girl, can we leave now?"

Wow, there's even a matchmaker. This is quite a ritual.

Ye Qingxue nodded coldly: "Let's go, let's go to the warehouse first."

After entering the warehouse and taking the three remaining packets of seeds, Ye Qingxue prepared to set off.

The remote village was impoverished, and the wedding customs were rudimentary. Marriage was simply a matter of a matchmaker accompanying the bride to the groom's house, where the groom's family would then take her in, and she could go directly to the bridal chamber.

Ye Qingxue didn't care about any of this, and even felt that it saved her trouble. She held Ye Hao'er, who had calmed down, and helped her parents walk behind the matchmaker.

Before they even stepped out of the Ye family's gate, they saw Ye Hua'er standing on the path waiting.

Seeing Ye Qingxue approaching, she quickly ran forward and looked at Ye Qingxue with innocent eyes: "Third sister, it's all my fault. I should be the one getting married, but I really don't want to settle my life's important matter so hastily. I'm so happy to hear that you're willing to marry that person in my place."

Her words contained apology, but a hint of smugness and gloating flashed in her eyes.

Ye Jing and his wife glanced at Ye Qingxue, unsure of what to say.

They knew perfectly well that Ye Hua'er was cunning and not someone to be trifled with, but their daughter enjoyed playing with her, and there was nothing they could do about it.

Ye Qingxue carefully observed the leaf flowers.

Honestly, if you ignore Ye Hua'er's sallow cheeks caused by long-term malnutrition, her features are outstanding, elegant and beautiful, a true beauty in the making.

No wonder Ye Hua'er was so focused on collecting the stories circulating in the town and learning the mannerisms and language of the city people, hoping to one day find a young master in the city to marry.

But Ye Hua'er was clearly not a skilled actress; her innocent-looking big eyes were filled with sarcasm that she couldn't hide.

Fortunately, her predecessor had such a good relationship with her, thinking that this second sister was kind-hearted and treating her as a close friend. She helped her with everything, even covering up her affair with Liu Baode, who was already married next door.

Ye Hua'er stood there gracefully, seemingly unaware that Ye Qingxue was now forced to marry in her place because of her parents' pressure.

Ye Qingxue gave her a cold look: "At this point, Second Sister, you don't need to use this hypocritical rhetoric to deceive me anymore. I am about to leave the Ye family and have nothing to do with you anymore."

Ye Jing and his wife exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with joy. Had their daughter finally come to her senses?

Ye Hua'er seemed startled, a hurt expression on her face: "Third Sister, how could you say that? Aren't we family?"

Granny Wang, who was standing nearby, couldn't stand it anymore. Everyone said that the second daughter of the Ye family was beautiful and kind-hearted, while the third daughter was a good-for-nothing. After seeing her today, it was indeed true.

Everyone in the village knows that the eldest son of the Ye family went to a town hundreds of miles away to start a business, the second son usually leads everyone up the mountain to harvest grain, and the third son's family is just a bunch of good-for-nothings who just eat and do nothing.

The couple were often bedridden due to illness, their youngest son was unable to work, and their daughter, with her seductive face, spent her days flirting with the young men in the village.

Now she saw it with her own eyes: Ye Qingxue was not grateful to the Ye family at all, and even beat up a whole room of people like a shrew. Even Er Yatou usually had to be humble and coax San Yatou. It was truly an eye-opener for her.

"Alright, Third Sister, stop being so unreasonable. Second Sister has already apologized, so don't hold a grudge."

Snapped!

She was met with a stinging slap.

"Who do you think you are, daring to lecture me?"