Crossing Over to Yamada Love

Luckily, someone blocked Aunt Erdan's way, preventing her from falling to the ground. She covered her backside, turned around angrily, and started cursing: "Who? Who kicked my butt? Step forward, you shameless bastard, what did I do to you?"

After she finished cursing, she looked at Mo Lan, who had left the crowd empty. Mo Lan stood there alone, smiling slightly at her, and was holding something in her hand. What was that? It was a brick!

Aunt Erdan was somewhat afraid. She had clashed with this girl several times and never came out on good terms, which made her a little timid when she saw Molan.

She glanced around; besides Mo Lan, there were no other members of the Mo family. Her courage swelled. She raised her chin and sneered at Mo Lan, "What? You won't let people talk about it? It was you all along..."

Aunt Erdan didn't continue speaking because she saw Mo Lan grinning and waving the brick in her hand at her. She was certain that if she said anything harsh, the girl would throw the brick at her, and if she got hit, it wouldn't be a joke. She couldn't let herself suffer such a loss.

"I won't stoop to your level." Aunt Erdan rubbed her bottom, reluctantly backing down. She knew all too well that the sweeter this girl smiled, the more ruthless she would be. She'd heard that last time, she'd smiled sweetly and then slapped the scholar's daughter several times, laughing as she did so—it was truly terrifying. She wasn't about to provoke this scoundrel.

"Look at you, you can't even handle a little girl, what good are you!" Liu Hu's mother mocked Erdan's aunt, who had given in.

“If you’re so useful, then go for it! Didn’t your Tiger get rejected by her family? Go for it, go and fight her to the death. I’ll lend you a hand.” Aunt Erdan wasn’t going to back down either, arguing with Liu Hu’s mother.

“I’m not as cowardly as you. She didn’t kick me. If she had, you’d see how I dealt with her. I’d beat her so badly she wouldn’t even recognize her own father.” Liu Hu’s mother said with a smirk, sounding very bold.

"Anyone can talk big! If you're so tough, go up and hit her. If you dare to hit her, I'll admit defeat. I'll even beg your grandma on the ground. Go ahead." Aunt Erdan provoked Liu Hu's mother and Mo Lan into fighting.

"You wait, if you don't grovel on the ground and call me grandma, you're a bastard. You're a son of a bitch." Liu Hu's mother was getting angry. She was also holding a grudge; the Mo family had actually rejected her marriage proposal, and she had always felt humiliated. If she could slap Mo Lan in the face now, she would have gotten her revenge.

Liu Hu's mother walked briskly to Mo Lan and raised her hand.

Mo Lan continued to smile at her, raising the brick in her hand. Whoever you are, if you dare hit her, she will not be polite. My guilt towards Liu Hu doesn't mean I feel the same guilt towards his mother. If you are a good elder, I respect and honor you, no problem. But if you are not virtuous, why should I suffer your injustice?!

Liu Hu's mother was also a little scared. She had seen this girl laughing and hitting Cheng Yueqing last time. If she dared to hit the daughter of a scholar, then she would certainly dare to hit her too. But now she was in a dilemma. What should she do? She was Liu Hu's mother. Surely she wouldn't do anything to her?

After thinking it over, Liu Hu's mother mustered her courage and raised her hand to slap Mo Lan.

Mo Lan quickly dodged backward; she wouldn't be foolish enough to actually let someone hit her in the face before retaliating. She wouldn't take the beating; she had to ensure her own safety before she could effectively fight back.

She dodged Liu Huniang's slap and swung the brick in her hand at her.

When Liu Hu's mother saw that Mo Lan had actually picked up a brick and was about to hit her, she screamed in fright and then covered her head and started to burrow into the crowd.

The crowd burst into laughter as they watched Liu Huniang flee in terror.

Mo Lan kept a straight face, but secretly she couldn't stop laughing. She didn't really want to hit Liu Hu Niang with a brick. After all, they didn't have any deep hatred for each other, and it would be hard to explain if she hurt her. However, she had to pretend to be serious so that she could scare them.

"Look at you, you coward! You're like a toad yawning and you're making such a big fuss, but in the end you still wet your pants in fear. Why are you running away? If you're so capable, go back and continue with that girl. With your rat-like courage, you're still trying to act tough in front of me." Aunt Erdan kept mocking Liu Hu's mother from the side.

"You, you, you slut! I won't fall for your tricks! Why don't you go yourself? I'm here to see the scholar's family get married, not to fight! I'm not going to lower myself to that little brat's level!" Liu Hu's mother was somewhat embarrassed, but she didn't want to face Mo Lan; that girl was too sinister. She had no choice but to change the subject and begin talking about Cheng Xiao's marriage.

"You're so cowardly, you won't admit it. You're afraid of even a hairy little girl. What are you bragging about? I'm not going to watch the show with you. I can't bear the embarrassment." Aunt Erdan insulted Liu Huniang again and found another place to watch the commotion.

"Pah! Shameless slut." Liu Hu spat at Aunt Erdan's back and joined in the fun.

They didn't cause trouble, and Mo Lan stood there watching the commotion, but this time there were no gossips talking about the Mo family where she stood.

The sound of suona horns filled the air as the bridal sedan chair arrived at the door. It was said the bride had stayed in town the previous night, and they were being fetched this morning. Looking at the bright red sedan chair, Mo Lan felt no envy. On the contrary, she thought that if it were her, being carried here from town would surely have left her completely broken.

Cheng Xiao accompanied Cheng Juren out of the courtyard. Cheng Xiao had a jade hairpin in his hair, wore a bright red jacket over a black robe, and had a large red flower on his chest, which looked very festive. He had handsome eyebrows and bright eyes, and a faint smile on his face. He was indeed a handsome young man.

Mo Lan thought to herself: No wonder his cousin has always been thinking about him and was willing to marry him. Cheng Xiao is indeed handsome and gentle, and is definitely the kind of guy girls like.

With a beaming smile, Scholar Cheng began to exchange polite words with the crowd watching the commotion in front of the gate. He simply said that Cheng Xiao was getting married, thanked everyone, and invited them to come in for a celebratory drink afterward.

Cheng Xiao listened with a slight smile, but a sense of melancholy lingered in his heart. He was getting married, but the bride wasn't the one he had chosen. He couldn't resist, and finally resigned himself to his fate. But who knew how much he secretly wished that the person he was marrying today was Lanlan! Lanlan, after today, there will be no more possibility between us. My heart is aching right now, how about yours? You must be aching too!

A flicker of pain crossed Cheng Xiao's eyes, but he didn't look into the crowd, because he knew the person he was thinking of wouldn't come. How could she possibly be here to watch him get married? She'd be too heartbroken to come here and be ridiculed.

At the matchmaker's insistence, Cheng Xiao kicked the sedan chair door blankly, and the matchmaker hurriedly helped the bride out of the sedan chair.

The bride wore a bright red wedding dress adorned with blooming flowers. Mo Lan thought to herself, "I wonder if the bride embroidered this stitch by stitch. If it were me, I wouldn't have the time or inclination to embroider this every day."

The bride wore a red veil. Surely, beneath that veil lay a joyful, shy face? If it were herself beneath the veil, what would she be like? Mo Lan thought to herself, and slowly, Cheng Xiao, who had been pulling the bride with the red silk ribbon, transformed before her eyes into the aloof Xue Lingfeng.

"Pah, pah," Mo Lan muttered to herself, "How shameless of me! Why did I even think of him?" But if Xue Lingfeng dressed like that, he would definitely look quite handsome. If he really married her, would he still have such a cold face all the time? Mo Lan wondered to herself.

Cheng Xiao had the bride jump over the fire pit, then welcomed her into the courtyard. The crowd of onlookers outside surged into the courtyard in a flurry.

Mo Lan didn't go in with the crowd. Instead, she glanced at the scene one last time and silently turned to walk home. She didn't need to watch the wedding ceremony and the bridal chamber ceremony.

Mo Lan returned to the shop and went into the backyard. She had just reached the kitchen door when she heard her mother, Qiu Shi, complaining loudly, "Tell me about that girl, how can she be so carefree? She insisted on going to see the excitement. My heart is breaking. I'm so afraid she'll be upset if she sees it. I tell her not to go, but she won't listen. If people gossip about her, how will she bear it?"

"Don't worry too much. I don't think Lan'er is in that situation. Our Lan'er is a good girl and she won't have trouble finding a good husband," Liu Shi gently advised.

"The eldest daughter-in-law is right. Don't worry too much. Lan'er is smart and won't make trouble for herself," Wang said. She added that the second daughter-in-law was too concerned about her daughter, but she couldn't see through her and often worried for nothing.

"Hehe, Grandma knows me best." Mo Lan chuckled as she entered the kitchen.

"You silly girl, how can you still laugh! Your departure worried me to death, I was afraid you might do something rash. Thank goodness you're back. Alright, I won't talk to you anymore, you heartless girl, I'm going to get to work." Qiu Shi scolded Mo Lan, but she breathed a long sigh of relief and settled down to do her work.

"Grandma, Mom, let me tell you, that girl named Yan'er has quite a lot of dowry. She even has a big carved bed, it's really nice, I like it a lot. What do you think, when I get married, could we have one made for me too? But I'm worried it'll be too cold in winter. I won't be able to sleep in it. How about I ask my dad to find a carpenter to make one for my sister first? I reckon my sister would definitely like it too." Mo Lan chatted with the others while preparing the dishes.

"You shameless girl, you're already asking your mother for a dowry? Look at your shamelessness! There's no big bed, but when the time comes, have your father make you two wooden chests as part of your dowry." Qiu glared at her daughter. How could her daughter say anything without any embarrassment? Other girls would blush and run away the moment they talked about getting married, but her daughter was different; not only did she not change her expression, she even took the initiative to talk about it.

Wang and Liu, listening nearby, found it amusing. Lanlan was truly the most shameless girl her age. And when it came to discussing marriage, no one could match her generosity.