The two boys came to the back room just as Aunt Zhou finished her words.

One was about fourteen or fifteen years old, named Zhou Feng, the second child, and the other was about twelve or thirteen years old, named Zhou Zhao, the youngest.

The second child was blind and the youngest was deaf.

The second child made a gesture in front of the youngest, and the youngest helped the second child to Du Wanchun.

"Hello, sister-in-law." The two saluted together.

They both looked similar, with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, fair skin, and tall stature. They were among the most handsome in the whole Cheng'an County.

Du Wanchun smiled and responded quickly, "Hello, second brother, third brother."

Auntie Zhou walked between them and asked Zhou Feng, "Where is your eldest brother?"

They gestured to Zhou Zhao at the same time.

Before Zhou Feng could answer, Zhou Zhao rushed to say, "My eldest brother is in the room."

Du Wanchun was a little surprised to hear him answer so fluently, and asked him, "Can my third brother speak?"

Zhou Zhao couldn't hear, so Zhou Feng smiled and said, "To answer my sister-in-law, my third brother was not deaf before, so he could speak."

Du Wanchun was startled, and she heard Auntie Zhou walking to her and saying, "Zhao'er and Feng'er were both good before, but something happened, so they became like this."

"What accident?" Du Wanchun asked curiously.

Aunt Zhou lowered her eyebrows and her eyes became deep. After a long silence, she pulled Du Wanchun to change the subject and said: "Wanchun, I'm sorry for you. This marriage is really hasty. In the future, we will definitely make it up to you twice!"

Du Wanchun smiled. She didn't care about these empty things. As long as she could leave the Du family, everything would be fine.

"It's okay, auntie, I don't mind." She said with a smile.

Auntie Zhou looked at Du Wanchun so generous and decent, and was a little surprised. This child is not stupid. She thought it must be that Liu deliberately spread rumors to bully this little girl.

This time, Aunt Zhou was as happy as if she had found a treasure. She took Du Wanchun's hand and walked into the house, "Wanchun, our Ruiyuan is good in everything except his legs and feet. However, the doctor said that his legs can be cured."

As she spoke, she pulled a curtain and called into the house, "Ruiyuan, the bride is here."

Du Wanchun followed her gaze and looked inside. There was a small window in the dim room, and a young man was sitting next to the window.

The man lowered his head to look at the book in his hand, letting a wisp of light like thin smoke shine on him.

He had handsome features, and his whole face seemed to be in the fog, so good that it seemed unreal.

Hearing the sound at the door, he raised his head slightly and looked at Du Wanchun. There was a hint of coldness in his deep black eyes. After looking at her for a while, he gradually became soft.

He put down the book in his hand, "Mom, you go down first, I have something to say to the bride."

Auntie Zhou frowned when she heard it, she knew that Zhou Ruiyuan was not satisfied with this marriage.

It was not that he disliked this silly girl, but he was worried that he would delay this good girl.

She said with a stern face: "Well, mother will go to cook for you first, you two have a good chat."

"Well." Zhou Ruiyuan replied softly.

Auntie Zhou lifted the curtain and turned to leave.

At present, only Du Wanchun and Zhou Ruiyuan were left in this room. According to the wedding customs of ordinary farmers, the two of them should be in the front room now.

Du Wanchun felt a little embarrassed, leaning against her slightly flushed face, and was a little at a loss for a moment.

Zhou Ruiyuan called to her softly: "Come closer."

Du Wanchun was stunned, although she took a few steps forward, she looked at him with her peripheral vision.

The man sitting in the chair in front of him, unable to move, was wearing a gray-white long gown. He had fair skin and extraordinary bearing. Even though he was so poor and shabby, he could not hide his nobleness.

Du Wanchun's heart was beating wildly, and she suddenly remembered the scene when she first met Zhou Ruiyuan several years ago.

At that time, she was still stupid. Liu had been hungry all day, and her stomach was very uncomfortable. She went barefoot along the field to find Du Dajiang alone.

He did not see Du Dajiang all the way, and was finally stopped by a carriage at the entrance of the village.

It was a noble lady who asked for directions. They all had wounds on their faces, as if they were fleeing.

She was stupid, and she could not answer even ten questions asked by others. Finally, she rolled on the ground with hunger.

At this time, a young man lifted the curtain to reveal a beautiful and haggard face, and reached out to throw her a bun.

The bun was stained with blood. She did not understand at the time, but only ate it in big mouthfuls, and while eating, she did not forget to look up at him and smile foolishly.

When Du Wanchun recalled this, he suddenly thought

Something happened. The boy's legs seemed to be covered in blood. He must have been injured at that time.

She couldn't help but feel pity.

How could a good husband have a broken leg?

At this time, Zhou Ruiyuan suddenly said, "Girl, don't worry about this marriage. My mother asked Liu the matchmaker out of kindness. If you don't want to, we will take you as our sister and find a good marriage for you in the future."

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