She was replaced by a husband, married the future tyrant and farmed to fight back

Chapter 27: Buy her wedding fabric.

"Brother Qin, do you want to buy cloth?" Liu Yingyue looked over and asked.

Because Qin Yiran's eyes were scanning the pile of colorful fabrics on the counter.

He looked at Liu Yingyue for a few seconds, then walked towards the counter with his crutches.

Liu Yingyue shrugged her shoulders, turned around and called the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, the goods have been delivered."

What weird thing is Qin Yiran doing now?
The look in his eyes just now was very... gloomy, with some hatred hidden in it.

Liu Yingyue subconsciously moved away from him and walked towards the counter on the other side.

Qin Yiran's eyes grew darker as he saw her walking away.

The shopkeeper's wife was busy introducing fabrics to the other two women.

Since they were regular customers, she nodded to Liu Yingyue and said, "Miss Yingyue is here? Please sit over there for a while. I will help these two ladies choose the fabrics before coming back."

Seeing Qin Yiran looking at the fabrics again, she hurriedly called the waiter to serve him.

"You go ahead and do your work first." Liu Yingyue put down the backpack, found a chair and sat down.

After waiting for a short while, the shopkeeper finished her business.

But she waved to Liu Yingyue and walked towards Qin Yiran, "Big brother, are you choosing fabrics? I'll give you which one you like."

"For making wedding dresses, take out the best fabrics," Qin Yiran said.

Liu Yingyue was pounding her sore shoulder. When she heard him say this, she looked at him in surprise.

Choosing wedding dress fabric?
Who did you choose for?

still is……

"Okay." The shopkeeper's wife casually picked up three rolls of fabric and placed them on the counter.

She glanced at Qin Yiran with her small triangular eyes, and a hint of contempt appeared at the corners of her lips.

"Apart from these, is there anything else?" Qin Yiran casually glanced at the three rolls of fabric and looked elsewhere.

"Brother, these three rolls of fabric are the best-selling ones in our shop. People in the surrounding area choose these for wedding dresses."

"How much per foot?"

"Thirty cents."

"If there's nothing better, I'll look elsewhere." Qin Yiran turned and was about to leave.

The shopkeeper's wife panicked and reached out to pull Qin Yiran's sleeve, "Hey, big brother, come back."

Qin Yiran turned his body to the side, avoiding the fat hand that was grabbing him.

The shopkeeper's wife laughed awkwardly and said, "Brother, you are such a jerk. Why are you still ashamed?"

"Are there any other fabrics?" Qin Yiran asked coldly, "If not, I'll leave."

"Yes, yes, but the price is a little higher." The shopkeeper's wife looked at Qin Yiran's outer clothes that were washed white and smiled faintly.

Qin Yiran took out a few pieces of silver from the secret pouch on his waist and placed them on the counter. "Here are fifteen taels of silver. Is that enough?"

The shopkeeper’s wife widened her eyes. Spend fifteen taels of silver to buy a wedding dress?

Really rich.

Wait, is this fake silver?

The shopkeeper smiled awkwardly, "Is it true?"

She picked up the three pieces of silver, put them in her mouth and bit them, and immediately several tooth marks appeared on the silver.

"Okay, okay, big brother, just wait, the fabrics will be here soon." The shopkeeper's wife smiled like a flower and called to the young man, "Fuzi, bring those rolls of red fabrics in the cabinet in the back room. There's a young man who wants to buy them."

From big brother to big master, the shopkeeper's wife is really good at changing her attitude according to the situation.

Liu Yingyue stretched her neck and watched the waiter place several pieces of fabric on the counter one by one.

Qin Yiran looked at her, "Why are you still sitting here? Come here." Liu Yingyue blinked, "Do you want me to help you choose the fabric? Then you have come to the right person, I am an expert."

The shopkeeper looked at the two of them and asked, "Do you know each other?"

"Yes, from the same village." Liu Yingyue said.

Qin Yiran is not serious about marriage and doesn't like to reveal her identity, right?
"She is my fiancée." Qin Yiran said.

The shopkeeper's triangular eyes suddenly widened into copper bells, "Fiancee?"

Then, the contemptuous expression on her lips deepened.

"Oh, Miss Yingyue is indeed an expert, let her choose."

"How do I choose? Men's or women's? Who is it for?" Liu Yingyue glanced at Qin Yiran and asked again.

Meanwhile, her hands were rummaging through the pile of fabric.

"Liu Yingyue! What do you think?" Qin Yiran bit his back teeth and spoke word by word.

Liu Yingyue raised her head and looked at Qin Yiran, "What?"

"Pick the color you like and make one set for men and one set for women. The money is here, so you can decide how many sizes to buy." Qin Yiran looked at her straightly, then walked over to the chair where Liu Yingyue had just sat, leaning on his crutches, and sat down.

Liu Ying Yue Xin said that at first, she thought about whether it was bought for her or for him.

However, she is not confident.

After all, from the first time they met until now, she didn't feel that Qin Yiran liked her.

As Qin Xiuzhu said, her reputation in the village was not good.

Too spoiled, and has a very overbearing and unreasonable mother.

Only a powerful family like the Gao family would dare to marry her.

But she had to marry into the Qin family, the poorest family in the village, so Madam Liu would definitely go to the Qin family to cause trouble from time to time.

How could Qin Yiran be nice to her?

Liu Yingyue glanced at Qin Yiran who was resting with his head down, frowned slightly, and continued to pick the fabric.

The shopkeeper looked at Liu Yingyue, then at Qin Yiran, and pulled Liu Yingyue away from Qin Yiran, and whispered, "Miss Yingyue, are you going to marry this man? Is this true?"

"Really? The two families compared their horoscopes yesterday. The wedding date is set for May 22nd."

"Ah? Oh!" The shopkeeper shook her head and sighed, "Miss Yingyue, my dear girl, why did you marry a man like this when you could marry anyone else? The clothes he wore are so old, it shows that his family is poor. He is leaning on a cane, is his legs crippled? Why did you marry such a family? Why are you so depressed?"

Liu Yingyue wanted to say that the plot tied her and Qin Yiran together and she couldn't escape.

She could only change small plot points to make life easier.

Qin Yiran was immersed in the past when he heard the shopkeeper's wife in front of him talking to Liu Yingyue in a low voice, and they seemed to be talking about him.

He suddenly raised his head and looked over there.

I only heard Liu Yingyue whisper, "He will be very successful in the future, Madam Shopkeeper."

"Haha, who fooled you? How can a man like that be successful? Oh, you are such a fool. Who told you such nonsense? Which unreliable person acted as a matchmaker?"

"Madam shopkeeper, I have chosen. I want the same fabric for both men's and women's styles. I want a total of thirty feet. Please calculate the bill for me." Liu Yingyue didn't want to continue this topic and pushed the fabric in front of the shopkeeper's wife.

Seeing that she was unmoved, the shopkeeper said, "Miss Yingyue, cancel this marriage proposal. Take a look at my nephew. He is seventeen years old this year, very hardworking, and can even use an abacus."

She pointed at the dark-faced boy who was busy in the shop.

The boy saw them looking at him, not knowing what they meant, and grinned politely, revealing his buck teeth.

Liu Yingyue, "..."

Qin Yiran's eyes also swept towards the young man with a sinister look.

(End of this chapter)