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

But when did Jiang Zhiyun, usually so quiet and reserved, develop such sharp eyes? And she even seemed a little afraid of her... It's unbelievable.

Seeing that no one was speaking, Jiang Zhiyun smiled and said, "It seems that the aunts don't have a better solution. I'll stay here and talk to my mother-in-law. Please go a little further away."

"Family matters should not be discussed with outsiders."

"..." Everyone looked annoyed, but they all walked away in a huff.

Because there's no way to refute it, even though the words are harsh, that's the truth.

After everyone else left, Zhang approached timidly and said:

“Yunniang, our family has no intention of neglecting you.”

“Today… Shuheng was supposed to come today. But, he had an accident at Shikanchang. He was carried in last night and looked very dangerous. He hasn’t gotten up this morning and hasn’t woken up yet.”

"I was afraid you'd misunderstand, so I had to come and explain things to you." She was a little anxious. "Marrying you like this is really inappropriate, but I have no other choice but to come..."

Jiang Zhiyun didn't listen to her rambling on for too long; if she did, it might really delay things.

He said, "It's nothing."

Anyway, she never intended to have a harmonious and loving marriage with her husband.

It's good that we can see each other less often.

"My parents are already delayed at my elder sister's place, and they don't have time to make it either, so we won't go through them. I'll go back to the Xie family with you to pay our respects."

“I am not familiar with the etiquette of Yongquan Village. If your parents agree and it is in accordance with etiquette, then I will naturally agree.”

He was wiping sweat the whole time he was talking.

Even though she was exiled, she didn't know much about these things. Before, when she was at home, Zhang had servants to take care of everything. This was the first time she had ever experienced helping her son get married.

Now, in addition to feeling extremely guilty that her son didn't come to fetch her, she also feels guilty.

They only knew that missing the auspicious time was bad, and that people from all around would probably say that the marriage was very unlucky.

Gossip may accompany you for a lifetime.

She had no opinions of her own, and now that Jiang Zhiyun was holding her hand and walking into the sedan chair, she followed along in a daze.

Although Zhang didn't know much, most of the family's money was spent on the extravagance and scale of the wedding. After all, Zhang had previously been a princess.

Although we're down on our luck now, it's a once-in-a-lifetime event for our son to get married. Even if we're strapped for cash, we'll still make it a grand affair.

Zhang hired four country men to carry the sedan chair. In front of them stood a boy dressed in worn-out cloth clothes. He was wrinkled and not very good-looking, but he seemed to be Xie Yang, the orphaned son of Xie Shuheng's elder brother. The little boy looked silly and was curiously looking at Jiang Zhiyun.

There was also a carriage, with festive decorations on the horses' bridles, adorned with red ribbons. Zhang asked for help to unload four jars of Daughter's Red wine, eight boxes of glutinous rice cakes, and four tea cakes from the carriage.

Jiang Zhiyun was somewhat surprised. Aren't these things usually part of the bride's dowry prepared by her family?

Her family didn't provide a dowry; her mother's side gave everything they could to her eldest sister. And now, what is her future mother-in-law...preparing for her?

Zhang pulled her aside: "Yunniang, your father said last night that you have no dowry. How can a woman not have a dowry?"

"I prepared a gift for you according to the customs of my hometown, as a dowry."

Jiang Zhiyun was somewhat moved. Her biological parents had never thought of her, but this complete stranger, her mother-in-law, was so considerate of her.

Ironically, one's own parents, with whom one shares a blood relationship, are less appreciated than the kindness of strangers.