Traversing the pastoral life of the lady

Chapter 47
Zhang Mi'er went home in a very bad mood.

Seeing his father's fawning face made him feel even worse.

"Do you have such a need? It's all because of you that everyone doesn't like me. You are really hateful. How can I have a father like you? I wish you would die immediately, so that you are here to hinder me eyes."

Zhang Mi'er vented all the anger she received outside today on Mrs. Zhang's husband.

"Mia, what's the matter with you? Have you been wronged?"

Mrs. Zhang's heart was a little chilled when he heard this, but he still cared about Zhang Mi'er.

Zhang Mi'er looked at him with eyes that wished him to die, walked past him and went straight back to the room, and closed the door with a bang.

Mrs. Zhang sat on the ground limply, crying and crying.

"What did I do wrong? Even if my own son treats me like this, even if I did something wrong, it's your own father over there. If I don't follow you in anything, it's all my fault in the end."

"Da Zhang, don't do it soon, Da Zhang, your husband is sitting on the ground crying so much, you don't want to go back and take a look."

The villagers who had good deeds called Zhang back who was doing farm work in the field.

Zhang Dagang walked to the door of his house, seeing many people surrounded him, he thought something serious happened.

"Let Let"

Zhang Da squeezed out of the crowd, and saw Mrs. Zhang's family knocking on the door vigorously.

"Mi'er, open the door quickly, come out and tell me clearly what I can't do for you."

"Enough, haven't you made enough trouble yet, don't let me go back to the house."

Mr. Zhang's husband knew that he was a bit wronged, so he didn't say much, and entered the house in a desperate manner.

"I'm sorry everyone, my husband is sick and has not recovered yet, making everyone laugh."

Seeing that there was no excitement, everyone dispersed.

"Excuse me please"

The people who had just dispersed gathered together again when they saw a matchmaker coming to Zhang's house.

Zhang Da looked at the betrothal gift in the courtyard, and then at the matchmaker in front of him, "Did you make a mistake? There is no one in my family who is suitable to marry."

"Go wrong?!"

The matchmaker sneered, "How could you go wrong, your son's name is Zhang Mi'er."

"Yes!"

Zhang Da didn't know why.

"That's right, Master Tian asked me to propose."

"Master Tian? It's the Master Tian from the city."

"Now that you know, then this matter will be easy to handle. Let's make it right for him, and we will pick him up the day after tomorrow."

The villagers who were listening on the side were a little surprised. It was impossible to go so fast, and there must be something hidden in it.

Zhang Da was also taken aback, "This, this is too fast, and my son is not yet an adult, can we wait until he becomes an adult."

The matchmaker snorted coldly, "We can wait, but I'm afraid your son won't be able to wait."

"what on earth is it?"

Zhang Da hadn't reacted yet.

"If you want to know, ask your son."

"Let's go back and return to life."

Zhang Da watched them leave, unwilling to believe that all this was true, he closed the door in a daze, and sat on the ground blankly.

The villagers walked together in twos and threes and discussed.

"I really didn't expect that Hu Meizi's methods are so powerful, and he directly got involved with Master Tian."

"That's right, the Zhang family will probably show off their power again in the future, so it's not fair for all good things to fall on their family."

"Bah, what's the matter? I heard that Mr. Tian has married several times. I don't know why. He died inexplicably the day after he got married, and his body was covered in blood. It's scary."

Others were a little surprised when they heard this and couldn’t believe it.

"Really, you didn't lie to us, did you?"

"Why am I lying to you? I heard from my cousin that his daughter is working in the Tianfu."

"If that's the case, I think the only option is to collect his body."

Zhang Jiafulang usually offended many people, but now these people are gloating.

(End of this chapter)