Transmigrated as A Farm Girl Making Her Family Rich
Chapter 462 - 313 Picking Fruit

Chapter 462: Chapter 313 Picking Fruit

With such displeasing incidents occurring among the children at home, Mrs. Li had no time to attend to them, having been assigned by her father-in-law to the neighboring room.

As the only daughter-in-law in this family, Mrs. Li found herself in a tough spot, with her father-in-law taking a concubine and her mother-in-law constantly stirring up trouble.

There were things one could do to guard against the deceit and substitution by her in-laws, which meant not entrusting her husband with those tasks.

As the hour before noon approached, an auspicious time, an ox-cart adorned with large red flowers arrived at the Ye Family’s door, carrying the matchmaker and bringing the new bride.

Sitting atop the ox-cart as the driver, of course, was Mrs. Li’s eldest brother.

The bride awaiting her groom on the ox-cart secretly lifted her veil to see the Ye family’s large house; she had long heard that the Ye family built a grand house after becoming wealthy.

She had not expected that today she would enter through this door and henceforth become the lady of this large house.

The bride overlooked the big house and the small neighboring house, which she assumed belonged to neighbors; although this smaller house seemed newer than her family’s, it was somewhat smaller.

Little did she know that this new house was hastily constructed by the Ye Family in the past few days following her successful scheme.

In recent days, her family had been busily plotting, and she herself had been quite occupied too; her bridal clothes and cotton quilts had all been made with the help of her family during this period.

The betrothal gifts sent on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year had also allowed them to hastily make a few more outfits.

It was her insistence that led her family to help make them; otherwise, her dowry would have been even less.

The bride knew that this time, it was as if she had been sold to this family, marrying a man in his forties by her own will, in hopes of enjoying wealth and honor.

Her family had distributed the 100 pieces of silver, leaving her with only the jewelry her groom had given her; they said that since she was marrying into wealth and honor, she wouldn’t need a dowry to take charge in this household.

The bride arrived, and Hongji’s father had just been standing at the door, beaming with joy to welcome her.

He also received envious glances from the villagers; not everyone is blessed to have a young woman willing to marry him as his second wife in his old age.

Hongji’s father honored his promise, having the matchmaker escort the beautiful woman to the smaller neighboring house.

Mrs. Lai, today playing the role of the principal wife, could have refused to deal with the tea, but being unable to win an argument with her husband, she could only make things difficult for this niece.

Assisted by the matchmaker, the bride had to stand in the living room without being allowed to sit, well aware that this family no longer had any elderly members.

Yet it was necessary to pay respects to the heavens and ancestors. As a concubine, she could not enter the ancestral hall to pay respects to the ancestors, and it sufficed for the matchmaker to help her into the room.

Mrs. Lai went to make arrangements for the niece to present her with tea.

Hongji’s father, feeling helpless, could only have someone brew the tea. The couple sat in the main seats while the bride knelt down before them, aided by the matchmaker.

The beautiful woman felt something was amiss as she was helped into the salon of the room, realizing that the courtyard of the large house she had seen could not possibly lead to a living room just a few steps in, and moreover, the matchmaker assisted her in kneeling down.

As she knelt, she now saw two pairs of feet in front of her, one pair being that of a man, the other of a woman.

They clearly belonged to an older couple, and the beautiful woman already guessed that she was kneeling to her husband and principal wife, her heart filled with bitter resentment.

From now on, she knew, this leg would become a stumbling block for her; no longer would she be an aunt, but a woman serving the same man. They would be competitors, enemies, from this moment forward.

"Take her into the room!"

Mrs. Lai had changed her mind again; making this wretched woman serve tea so smoothly would be like telling everyone that she had already accepted this lowly person, wouldn’t it?

Before the beautiful woman could understand what was happening, she was led into a small room, and then left alone, sitting silently on the bed.

But how could she just sit quietly on the bed?

By now it was noon, and while people outside were eating and drinking merrily, she was terribly hungry. Her family had said that she was marrying into a life of luxury and did not need to eat too much at home.

Since the morning, she had only had a piece of pastry and her family had not let her drink much tea, saying that she couldn’t use the toilet en route.

Now, hearing the lively noises of eating and drinking outside, she felt both hungry and thirsty, and the room had been closed off without anyone around.

She sneakily lifted her veil and glanced around, only to find that the bed she was on wasn’t large, fitting only two, and the room wasn’t spacious or lavishly decorated.

The beautiful woman felt even more that something was wrong, as the large house she had seen couldn’t possibly have such a small room, so she stealthily peered through the crack in the door to the outside.