The fat peasant girl wants to counterattack

Chapter 22
No matter how distressed Ms. Zhang was, she could only say yes.

The matchmaker warned again: "Sister, shopkeeper Yu asked me to check your mouth, but you haven't said anything yet. Respectable people like them are most taboo about words. Don't go out and talk nonsense about things that haven't been revealed yet. , if it makes others unhappy, it’s hard to say whether it will succeed or not.”

After sending the matchmaker out, Mrs. Zhang breathed a long sigh of relief, her suffering was finally over.

Mrs. Zhang wished she could rush to Yue Mingzhu's house and shout "Return".

She felt proud and relieved.

She knew that Yue Mingzhu's second brother worked as an accountant in Yueman Building, and shopkeeper Yu was his immediate boss. Now his immediate boss wants to steal your sister's fiancé. If you dare to say no, it will depend on whether you still have a job.

You should break off the engagement as soon as possible, but you can't do it too hastily, otherwise it will cause a big fuss and the shopkeeper will be dissatisfied.

A person like Shopkeeper Yu must be face-saving, and he definitely doesn't want people to talk about stealing the fiancé of a subordinate girl. It would be unpleasant if word spread.

What should I do? If I had known, I would have just asked the matchmaker to give me a trick. They are used to this kind of thing, and they have a lot of bad ideas.

She wanted to directly accuse Yue Mingzhu of being unchaste and unruly, but if she really wanted to make such casual accusations, the two families would probably fight to the death.

Mrs. Zhang was so anxious that she paced back and forth in the room, wishing she could pray to God and pray to the Buddha. It would be better if a thunderbolt struck Yue Mingzhu directly and killed her.

Hey, pray to God and worship Buddha?

Yes, yes, Zhang suddenly became energetic.

She tidied up well, took the incense and candles and went out.

In the past, he rarely took the initiative to talk to the villagers, but today he is extremely enthusiastic and talks to everyone he meets.

The villagers saw that she was carrying a basket with incense and candles in it. This was not a day for burning incense. Could it be that it was the anniversary of her husband's death?That's not right, remember her man died in winter, so what is he doing?

Mrs. Zhang said: "It's not like I dreamed about my man yesterday. I feel uncomfortable. I want to go to the temple and light an ever-bright lamp for him, so that the Bodhisattva can bless him and live a more stable life underneath." She said while wiping the corners of her eyes. Nonexistent tears.

The villagers saw how pitiful she was and hurriedly comforted her: "You have finally come to the end of your hardships. Pengfei is promising. You will be a scholar next year. You are also engaged to be married in two years. You can just wait to have your grandson."

Zhang sighed and said, "When you mention this, I don't feel at ease. I don't really remember what his father said to me in the dream. Anyway, it's about fame and marriage. I really don't know what to do." , I was thinking of going to the old monk to tell my fortune today. Speaking of which, I haven’t dreamed about my child’s father for several years. I dreamed about it unexpectedly, and it’s not very good. Oh, I won’t talk anymore, I have to go quickly. ." After saying that, Mrs. Zhang walked away in a hurry, looking really uneasy.

As soon as she left, the villagers started talking.

"Let me see, something will happen if her family is not well protected. It's not a good thing to suddenly dream about a dead person."

"Who says it's not the case? Looking at her like that, she probably didn't dream of good things. Otherwise, she would be burning incense if she is so old."

The villagers talked a lot, which was exactly what Zhang wanted.

The so-called full performance, Zhang actually went to a temple, a temple in the town, where all the nearby villagers came to burn incense and worship Buddha.

Mrs. Zhang first went to the main hall and knelt down to pray. She asked the Bodhisattva to bless her son to be admitted as a scholar next year and to break off the engagement with Yue Mingzhu and choose a good marriage.

After she finished begging, she asked the little novice monk for a lotus tube. Since he came, she asked for one to try.

Mrs. Zhang closed her eyes and thought about what she wanted in her heart. She was extremely pious.

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This frightened Mrs. Zhang.

The ancients believed in ghosts and gods, especially ordinary people. The more troubled they were, the more they believed in ghosts and gods.

Madam Zhang hurriedly took the lottery to the old monk to interpret it.

The old monk took the lot, looked at it, and was silent for a while, which made Mrs. Zhang very anxious. "Master, if you have something to say, you might as well say it directly." Ms. Zhang urged.

"Donor, nine times out of ten things in life are not what you want. Don't be too persistent in everything. Just let nature take its course. Too much manipulation will be counterproductive. It is better to do more good deeds, so that your home will be peaceful and your family will be rich."

After the old monk finished speaking, he closed his eyes and recited the sutra, and did not speak again no matter how Zhang asked.

Mrs. Zhang felt as if she had been struck by lightning, her face was as pale as if someone in her family had died, and she was in a state of despair.

Now it’s okay, you don’t have to pretend anymore.

Mrs. Zhang walked back to the village in a daze. On the way, she met villagers who called her, but she didn't even hear them, so she just wandered home.

"Have you seen Pengfei's face? My mother, her face is all red. What's the point of going to the temple? She was so frightened."

The villagers were extremely curious. They didn't know the specific content, but it must be bad, otherwise Mrs. Zhang wouldn't be able to behave like that, as if her parents were dead.

Mrs. Zhang felt really uncomfortable at the moment, and her whole body seemed to have been drained of strength.

She originally wanted to go to the temple, but when she returned, she pretended to be an old monk and told her that her son and Yue Mingzhu were not compatible and could not get married.

Normally, this method would not work. They should have combined their horoscopes before getting engaged, but the etiquette in the countryside was not so strict, and the decision was urgent at the time, so the two children were not given horoscopes.

As a result, she went to draw lots because of her poor skills, and even drew lots. What the old monk said made her extremely frightened.

What is the problem?It must have been bad luck for that girl Yue Mingzhu, who got her son.

No matter what, let's call off the engagement first. Now, if it's just an excuse to call off the engagement, I don't believe Mrs. Wang won't agree.

The two children are in conflict with each other, which not only harms their own son, but also Yue Mingzhu.

She didn't even clean herself up, and she's in a better state now.

He stumbled out of the house and walked all the way to Yue Mingzhu's house.

Along the way, she met many people, and they all followed her to watch the fun as she walked to Yue Mingzhu's house.

Although the two families are in-laws, they do not have close contact with each other. As time goes by, the neighbors have come to understand each other a little bit.

Now that Zhang is going to Yue Mingzhu's house like this, there must be something going on, or something big.

The faces of the villagers were full of excitement, just like the crocodiles running around in a field full of melons, eager to eat the melons.

Guys, oh no, the villagers didn't wait too long. They arrived at Yue Mingzhu's house in a short while.

Mrs. Zhang dove in and started howling as soon as she entered the door: "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry for you."

Villagers: Good guy, he is indeed a big melon.

"Sister, are you mourning by mistake? Who are you announcing the funeral for? Who died in your family?" Old Mrs. Wang was not used to the Zhang family now, so she started to yell directly.

As expected, Mrs. Zhang was choked up and couldn't stop howling. She looked a little funny.

She was not the kind of person who was good at playing tricks, and she didn't bother to do this in the past, but now she had no choice but to think that Mrs. Wang didn't play her cards according to the routine.

The villagers were also stunned by what Mrs. Wang said. They thought that this old lady really didn't distinguish between friend and foe when she was talking to people. She just came at her casually and showed no mercy to her future in-laws.

(End of this chapter)