The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family
Chapter 690 Always Heart-Wrenching (4)_1

Chapter 690: Chapter 690 Always Heart-Wrenching (4)_1

Old Scholar Fang knew he wanted to find a noble lady for his son to wed, yet Qinqin was unwilling to enter such a marriage. His grandson had persistently insisted on marrying her, and since he had promised to allow the wedding if his grandson passed the civil examination, he couldn’t go back on his word and let his grandson regret it for life.

However, Fang Liuming had also stopped writing letters to Pei Qian for quite some time.

Upon learning of his success in the examination, Fang Liuming immediately sent a letter back, asking Pei Qian for a congratulatory gift. The gift he sought was a token from Pei Qian. If she was willing to accept him, she need not say much—just send a token, and he would immediately return to marry her. But Pei Qian did not do so.

Fang Liuming’s letters then ceased.

It was Shen Songming’s letters that kept coming, mentioning Mr. Shen’s granddaughter, a girl named Shen Rou. She was also his clan sister, and Mr. Shen wanted to recruit Fang Liuming as his granddaughter’s future husband. There were also other families who wished to form matrimonial ties and, seeing that Fang Fu was a younger uncle and also an elder who could make decisions, they had already approached Fang Fu with marriage proposals.

Pei Qian read them and, with a darkened expression, scrunched the letters into a ball and threw them into the bottom of the pot, then turned to knead wheat kernels.

Soon, it was time for the busy wheat harvest, and there was little green wheat left. The late-harvested wheat by the workshop wall, cut and brought back by her, was kneaded into wheat kernels for Jiujiu’s food.

"Auntie?" Jiujiu could tell she was very angry, "I can’t eat anymore."

Seeing her cheeks puffed out, already stuffed full, and remembering she had just fed her several spoonfuls—the stuff was hard to digest if eaten in excess—she glanced at the wheat kernels she had prepared in her hand and pursed her lips, "Hmm! This is for Auntie to eat."

Jiujiu ran to Pei Qin, "Mommy! Mommy! I can’t eat anymore, and Auntie still wants to feed me."

The nanny following behind couldn’t help but twitch the corner of her mouth—the little miss tattling...

Listening, Pei Qin felt frustrated, "I wish to feed you a few more spoonfuls too!" Damn Shen Songming, what the heck had he taught Fang Liuming? Now he’s even using the tactic of ’playing hard to get.’ Sure enough, anyone who plays with him learns bad things! What made her feel even more frustrated was that things seemed to be heading in a direction she opposed.

Upon hearing that she too wanted to feed her, Jiujiu turned and ran, "Daddy!"

Mo Heng stooped to pick her up and sit her on his lap, gently instructing, "When you have food in your mouth, wait until you’ve swallowed it before you talk, understand?" He then got some warm water to feed her.

Seeing he also intended to feed her, Jiujiu’s little face instantly filled with grievance, twisting her body, trying to get down.

Mo Heng held her and picked up the warm water, "If you don’t drink water, you’ll feel uncomfortable in your belly later."

Jiujiu drank half a cup of water with a sour face and quickly fled—better to go out and hunt bugs with Brother Xingwang!

Pei Qin, spurned by her daughter... a face full of frustration and dismay, "Why does it always seem like frustrating things are happening lately!?"

Mo Heng raised an eyebrow and brought a cup of warm water to her, "Just break them up."

Pei Qin laughed at him, "You all think I’m dead, don’t you!?"

"But what about your identity as Fang Liuming’s cousin?" Mo Heng said, drinking from the same cup she had used.

Really giving up on the identity of being Fang Liuming’s cousin—handsome in appearance, exceptional in talent, and now a high-ranking official whose affection for Pei Qian was deep, accommodating, and indulgent. Apart from having a good-for-nothing father, one could say that all aspects were very good, very suitable. But he was Pei Qian’s cousin, a close relative!

"This isn’t the future world, marrying within the family has always been the norm since ancient times. The genetic issues you talk about with kids, that’s just a matter of probability," Mo Heng, a true feudal person, acknowledged the act of marrying within the family and didn’t want her to keep obsessing over it.

"Don’t count on fluke!" Pei Qin glared at him.

"Then let’s break them up!" Mo Heng smiled as he looked at her.

"Break up my ass! They haven’t even courted each other yet!" Pei Qin originally thought that after Fang Liuming went to Capital Jingcheng and saw more of the world, he would fall in love with someone else, but now he was up to heart games. Shen Songming was actually meddling in it.

Shen Songming, after receiving her warning letter, smiled cheerfully, feeling very good about coming to find Fang Liuming, "Come and beg me for advice! Your cousin scolded you, saying I was the one who led you astray. Since I’ve been blamed for this, I might as well do something real! Come ask me, I’ll give you advice on how to win the beauty’s heart!"

"Er... Brother Song Ming..." Fang Liuming wanted to say that his tactics weren’t all that great, just buying and giving gifts.

"Different strategies for different people!" Shen Songming pulled him to sit down and whispered a whole bunch of suggestions.

Fang Liuming looked on, not daring to proceed.

"If you don’t take drastic measures, you’ll only end up watching others snatch her away, or your cousin giving her to someone else," snorted Shen Songming.

But provoking Cousin Qian... Fang Liuming looked at him, then thought of how his brother-in-law went to extreme lengths to marry his cousin, resorting to force and deceit before finally making her his wife. Cousin Qian was sensitive, and if provoked, he feared being kicked out and losing his chance altogether.

"But don’t blame me if you regret later and didn’t heed my warning!" Shen Songming fanned himself with the letter Pei Qin wrote him.

Fang Liuming stared at the letter.

Shen Songming allowed him to glance at it two times.

Seeing Pei Qin’s firm attitude in the letter, warning Shen Songming not to meddle and disagreeing with him marrying Pei Qian, Fang Liuming’s resolve steadily hardened. Two years had passed, and he had progressed from a commoner to an Imperial Court official, yet his cousin was still against it.

Seeing his determined expression, Shen Songming again fanned himself with the letter, "If you’re a step behind, someone else might seize the opportunity first."

After pondering, Fang Liuming picked up his pen and wrote to Pei Qian. All his rejected despair reflected in the letter, stating that he would never trouble her again and would slowly give up on her, trying instead to accept other women.

Pei Qian, after receiving the letter, tossed it away and, putting on her straw hat, turned to plant corn.

A few days later, another letter from Fang Liuming arrived, in which he said she had always been sharp-eyed and clear-sighted and asked her about three women who liked him, wondering which one he should choose.

Pei Qian continued to ignore it.

Another letter followed shortly afterward, which Pei Qian threw away unread.

"Damn it! If there’s another freaking letter, I’ll wring his neck!" Pei Qin exploded in anger, smoke seeming to rise from her head.

Feng Wei approached with a letter in hand, "It’s... it’s a letter from Lai Prefecture." Although he couldn’t win against her, if she really did wring his neck, the young master would surely twist his neck on her behalf.

Upon hearing that it was a letter from Lai Prefecture, Xiao Guangbi sprung into action, "Bring it here quickly!" He had been frustrated recently, and now someone finally delivered themselves to the cutting board!

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