The sickly son died young? After the marriage exchange, I will bring prosperity to his entire clan f

Their words hit Du Mingxian like a hammer blow, making her instantly understand why Du Mingwei had put food into the cave.

Two days before the harvest, a torrential rainstorm struck, and few people started harvesting early. Everyone thought that if the crops grew a few more days and turned yellow, they could harvest more. Unexpectedly, all their crops were wasted, there was no harvest in the fields, and grain prices soared.

This later led to the deaths of many people that winter.

At that time, she was with the Wu family. Wu Daniu had already been taken to join the army, and she was responsible for all the big and small things at home. Back then, her food reserves were not enough.

That year she suffered greatly. Any food she had, it all went to Wu Erniu and his friends. She couldn't even argue; if she did, the children would only say, "You're our sister-in-law, the eldest sister-in-law is like a mother. Are you going to just watch us starve to death? How will you explain that to my brother?"

Later, she ate whatever food she could find in the mountains before going back, thus avoiding starvation.

Although the younger members of the Wu family didn't eat well, they were all quite plump at first. After a winter, they only lost a lot of weight, but they didn't starve to death.

Du Mingwei, who has been reborn, must be preparing for this winter in advance, which is why she secretly prepared food.

Fortunately, she discovered it, and fortunately, she remembered it.

How to get everyone to start harvesting early is a problem, because food is everyone's lifeline.

Thinking of this, she couldn't stay any longer and hurriedly went home to find Ling Silang.

When Ling Silang saw that she looked unwell when she came in, he asked anxiously, "What's wrong? You look so pale."

"I...do you believe me?" She didn't know how to tell Ling Silang about things that hadn't happened yet, so she could only rely on Ling Silang's trust in her.

Ling Silang nodded, "Of course I believe it."

"It hasn't rained this summer. I have a feeling the weather is unusual. It might pour rain in the next couple of days. The crops haven't been harvested yet, and I'm worried..."

"A massive downpour before the autumn harvest?"

"Yes."

Ling Silang remained silent, and Du Mingxian did not urge him.

Grain is the lifeblood of the villagers, and we can't just accept it based on a few words from others. We need to come up with a solution. She can't do it herself, but Ling Silang can.

Ling Silang was a scholar, and his status in the villagers' hearts was different.

"I'll handle this. When would be a good time to collect it?"

Du Mingxian thought about the timing carefully, including the harvesting and threshing in the fields. "Three days later would be the most suitable time, and we need to be quick about it. The heavy rain will come in eight days later."

At first, the rain was light, and everyone was happy because they could harvest more grain. The light rain only lasted for an hour, but after that, it was as if the sky had been torn open, and the rain became heavy and torrential.

"I'll handle it."

Du Mingxian fell silent.

"Could you call my parents, eldest brother, second brother, and third brother over here? I want to discuss this with them."

"it is good."

Du Mingxian went to call everyone, and when she found that Ling Silang was looking at her after everyone had arrived, she went out and continued to cook in the kitchen.

inside the house.

Everyone sat down around the bed, and Ling's father spoke up, "Fourth son, just say what's on your mind."

"Father, I'd like to meet the clan chief and the village chief later."

"Okay, Dad will go and invite them over in a bit."

"Father, Mother, I want to divorce Mingxian and let her leave."

Ling's mother's heart clenched immediately, "My son, you..."

"Mother, she is my wife. Everything was fine while I was alive, but if I'm not here..."

Ling's mother was so angry she laughed. "Are you afraid we'll bully her?"

This kid was telling her in the yard before that he wanted to take good care of his wife, but now he wants a divorce. How worried he is.

Ling Dalang and the others were also quite shocked. Ling Dalang asked, "Si Lang, do you not believe your elder brother?"

"Brother, please have a seat."

Seeing his eldest son's agitation, Ling's father turned to him and scolded him angrily, "Sit down and talk things out."

Ling Dalang sat down, but he still said, "Don't worry, Silang. No matter what happens in the future, I will definitely not bully my fourth sister-in-law, and I will not let her suffer any losses."

“Me too,” Ling Erlang added.

After a moment of silence, Ling Silang explained, "As long as there are interests involved, I'm afraid there will be arguments and disputes in the future. So I want to divorce her and also want you, my elder brother, to change the business model with her."

At this moment, Ling's father spoke up, "Have you thought it through? Are you going to divorce her and let her go now?"

"Think about it."

"Alright, since you've made your decision, Dad supports you."

Ling's mother couldn't control her tears again. Si Lang loved Ming Xian so much that even when he was unwell, he still insisted on thinking about her. How much love must he have for her?

This child has never had a good life; he has always been sickly and has no particular favorites. Now, Mingxian is the apple of his eye.

"Give her the divorce papers. If you really leave, I'll let her go."

Her son was still alright, and she didn't want Mingxian to leave. Call her selfish all you want, but she wanted her son to be able to see Mingxian when he passed away, so that he would at least be happy.

"I'll discuss it with her again."

Ling's mother frowned. "She agreed?"

"Not yet," Ling Silang explained. "I need to discuss it with my family first. Eldest brother, second brother, you can continue your business. I'm thinking of buying land for her in a nearby village outside the county town so she can build another workshop."

Ling Dalang spoke up, "This workshop was originally the idea of ​​my fourth sister-in-law. Your sister-in-law and I are just nominally in charge. We've made some money in the past few months, so we don't have to worry about the future. It's okay if the workshop can't continue."

“We are too,” Ling Erlang added.

Seeing his two older brothers' expressions, Ling Silang comforted them, "Mingxian isn't that kind of person. You two can cooperate. Goods aren't always in short supply. You can supply together in the future, which will be a new model. However, you might not be able to ship as much as you are now."

"What's the big deal? We can do it ourselves. We can make a good living even if we hire fewer people."

Seeing that his two older brothers agreed, Ling Silang breathed a sigh of relief. "Alright, it's my fault for letting my brothers down."

"What are you saying, child? Lie down properly. I'll go and invite the clan chief and the village chief over."

Feeling distressed, Ling's mother followed him out. The Ling brothers didn't say anything, but each of them stepped forward to look at Ling Silang before turning and leaving.

When Du Mingxian entered the room again, she saw Ling Silang sitting in a chair, slumped over. She hurriedly went over and asked, "Why are you sitting here? Are you feeling too uncomfortable?"

"I want to go back to bed, but I can't move." Ling Silang was extremely embarrassed as he looked at Du Mingxian.

Du Mingxian picked up Ling Silang and was about to put him back on the bed, but... Ling Silang pushed her first, "Wait a minute, I have something to say."

"Let's talk in bed." She forcibly pulled him close, Ling Silang holding what he had just written.

After he sat down on the bed, Du Mingxian was both angry and helpless. "What's so important that you have to do it now?"

"No, I'm afraid if I really leave, I won't be able to leave willingly." Ling Silang handed her the divorce papers. "Sign them."

When Du Mingxian saw the divorce papers and their contents, her face turned red with anger, and tears welled up in her eyes. "You...you really want a divorce? Have you thought this through? If I sign this divorce agreement, you won't die, but if you want to live with me again, I definitely won't go back."

From childhood to adulthood, the thing he heard most often was that he wouldn't live long, that he would live to be twenty at most. He was nineteen this year, and the last incident was a hurdle, which was also the end of his life.

"Please forgive me in the next life, okay?" he asked softly. "I want to marry you again in the next life."

"Don't dream about it. We'll get a divorce in this lifetime, and we'll never be together again." Du Mingxian was furious. She turned around, went to the table, picked up a pen, and signed her name on the divorce papers.