After the arranged marriage, she farms and survives under the tutelage of the villainous boss.

Xie Shuheng introduced briefly: "Zhiyun, my wife."

“This is my maternal grandfather.” Yunniang looked at the man in the gray shirt with his back straight.

He was somewhat thin, and his breathing appeared rapid.

This must be Zhang Duan, Zhang's father.

Jiang Zhiyun thought that it was inappropriate for the elders to stand like that for so long, so after bowing to him, she thought of helping her maternal grandfather to sit down.

“Grandfather, we are all family, and we are the younger generation, so there is no need for formalities. I am Shuheng’s wife, Jiang Zhiyun. I’m sorry to visit you so late.”

The grandfather looked serious, and Jiang Zhiyun was unsure whether what she was saying was appropriate, feeling quite uneasy.

Zhang Duan shook his head, his gaze towards Jiang Zhiyun neither satisfied nor dissatisfied, but rather serious.

She said, "You are Shuheng's wife, and you are also yourself. Your attitude towards us, whether good or bad, is up to you."

His grandmother came over and patted him on the shoulder: "How can you talk like that, old man? You know what a wonderful girl Yunniang is!"

Zhang Duan was a little angry: "Did I say something wrong?"

But he didn't mean anything by it; he just felt that Zhiyun, this young girl, could be more carefree.

Don't put too much pressure on yourself.

Jiang Zhiyun understood and said with a smile, "Thank you, maternal grandfather."

The two uncles next to him came over.

"Zhiyun, I am Zhang Xian, Shuheng's maternal uncle." This person spoke more gently and seemed to be the most eloquent person in the family.

"I am Zhang Li, Shuheng's second maternal uncle." Zhang Li spoke in a rougher tone, still holding a handkerchief in his hand.

Grandmother smiled and said, "We were exiled here, and there's a lot of work to do. Whether it's repairing houses and city towers or helping those officials, it's all done by my second son."

“He’s usually busy, and he hasn’t had time to wash up yet.”

After this explanation, Jiang Zhiyun naturally understood the general situation.

He said, "Shuheng and I were in the southwest at that time. He went to work in Shikanchang, and I went to work in the fields. That's how we got here."

Grandmother nodded: "Although my daughter always tells me how wonderful this daughter-in-law is, seeing you all now and hearing you say it yourselves makes me feel at ease."

"Sit down quickly, and talk while you eat."

“Yunniang doesn’t need to care about those formalities. It’s good enough if everyone can get together and have a full meal.”

Zhang Duan, sitting in the middle of the main seat, just looked at Xie Shuheng.

Without saying a word, neither of his two uncles mentioned anything, only talking about the food here and some nice sights.

Or they might ask how Jiang Zhiyun and Xie Shuheng are doing over there.

None of the others were mentioned.

As we were eating, lightning and thunder suddenly began to strike outside.

Zhang Xian quickly stood up: "Many of our books are placed by the bed to be aired out. If rain blows in, the words will become illegible."

As he spoke, he hurriedly ran off to do his work. Zhang Xian's wife, Wang Ruoyi, only came out of the kitchen with the last bowl of bitter vegetable soup at that moment, and was somewhat bewildered when she saw this scene.

"What's wrong?"

"Going to collect the books."

So the Zhang family's male members, including the maternal grandfather, all ran towards that small house, and Yunniang and Liu Fangshu followed to help.

Grandmother, along with Yunniang and Wang Ruoyi, tidied up.

He smiled and said, "Yunniang, this happens often. These books are important, so everything is done with them in mind. We brought them all from Bianjing with great difficulty."

"More important than our lives."

As the wife of Zhang Xian's eldest son, Wang Ruoyi has delicate hands and appears to be a gentle yet resilient person.

"Zhiyun? I've heard of you before, and you're even more beautiful than I imagined."

Jiang Zhiyun helped tidy up, and at this moment she smiled at Wang Ruoyi and said, "My aunt is also very kind."

In the eyes of her elders, she was always the obedient type, trying her best to appear well-behaved, sensible, and compliant.

Yunniang didn't know why, but she acted this way in front of her elders; it was just her body's instinctive reaction.

Wang Ruoyi smiled and came closer: "Zhiyun, you've won over Shuheng's heart! Our whole family is waiting to see you."

"Don't even mention me, your two uncles, and your maternal grandparents, aren't they all curious about who you are? They're all pretending to be reserved these days. Actually, they're all looking forward to seeing you."

Wang Ruoyi was very good at talking, and in no time she became friends with Zhiyun and Liu Fangshu.

Liu Fangshu couldn't help but laugh: "Jiang Niangzi is very capable. Back in the Northwest, I didn't like her at first, but now I'm willing to work as a waitress for her. So many of us women were saved by Jiang Niangzi."

"I think she's even better than Xie Shuheng. Yunniang might even marry someone better in the future."

Regardless of whether this was Lord Xie's home or not, Liu Fangshu felt that Madam Jiang was currently isolated and helpless, and she had to stand by her side and support her unconditionally, because she was like family to her.

Looking at the little girl's expression, Yunniang immediately saw through her thoughts.

Although it wasn't necessary to go to such lengths, one could still sense Liu Fangshu's good intentions.

"Fangshu, you are so cute." Yunniang rubbed her cheek.

Then Shen Huichuan led her over: "Wife, come over here with me. I don't know how to do this, can you help me open it up? I know nothing about books..."

Sure enough, after Liu Fangshu left, the view around them became much wider.

Yunniang spotted Xie Shuheng immediately. He had been watching Liu Fangshu the whole time, but Liu Fangshu was too oblivious to notice the warning.

It was only after Shen Huichuan took them away that the young couple were allowed to pick up the books together.

Grandmother and Wang Ruoyi exchanged a smile and then changed direction to tidy up.

Although everyone was not watching, they were constantly listening to what the two were doing.

The Zhang family members are all relatively old, some even of the same generation as Zhang Shi, but nowadays they are all curious about their grandson's passionate relationship, though they don't dare to ask.

Grandmother leaned closer to Grandfather Zhang Duan and said, "Old man, look at these two, don't they look like us when we were young?"

Who knew Zhang Duan would scoff and say, "I'm a scholar, while Shuheng prefers to wield swords and sticks. I'm far more romantic than him. How many poems did I give you back then? How many places did I take you to travel?"

"This kid is obviously a hothead, and I reckon he'll need our daughter to give him some advice. This grandson is so lucky to have met such a wonderful girl."

"...Alright, alright!" Grandmother sighed helplessly at his words. "I asked you to say a few words, and you really think you're the most important person in the world. Who do you think you are?"

Zhang Duan: "..."