Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 183 - 144: Hopeful Expectations_3

Chapter 183: Chapter 144: Hopeful Expectations_3

Qian Xiaoyu had grown accustomed to Qian Yixiu’s occasional startling remarks, but these words still made her burst into laughter until she was short of breath. Qian Manxia, with her face red from anger, stood up and gave her a few more swats on the bottom, scolding, "What nonsense are you spouting? Just wait until I tell Mother on you, she’ll pinch you hard."

Feeling dejected, Qian Yixiu left the hut, feeling like the meddlesome Fa Hai. But she truly, truly couldn’t bear the thought of her little aunt suffering even the slightest hardship. She hoped that after her little aunt got married, she would be able to live a comfortable and leisurely life. It didn’t have to be one of great riches, but it must be a contented one without major upheaval.

This was also her wish for her own future.

She hoped that in this lifetime, her love with her husband would not be too intense, nor would she be too infatuated with any man. That kind of long, foolish waiting was extremely difficult to endure. Just like her past self, just like her mother in this life...

Qian Yiduo didn’t quite understand the earlier conversation and asked, "Sister Embroidery, who is marrying the big landlord?"

"It’s Duo Duo, you know. Now, Duo Duo is also the daughter of a shopkeeper, and in the future, she’s going to marry the big landlord," Qian Yixiu kidded the little girl.

Qian Yixiu lingered at the entrance to the main hall, where Wan Dazhong called out from inside, "Yixiu, come here quickly and see what Uncle Wan has brought you."

Qian Yixiu entered the room. Seeing Wan Dazhong’s dark face, smooth except for the long scar, his features rugged yet somewhat handsome, and his tall figure, she thought him presentable. Although he wasn’t as attractive as her own dashing father, he was still quite a catch, no wonder the girls from several villages had set their sights on him.

"What is it?" she asked.

Wan Dazhong pulled out some stones from his pouch and handed them to her, smiling, "I found these in front of a waterfall while hunting. Thought they looked nice, so I picked a few up for you to play with."

It was a bribe.

The stones were Yuhuashi, colorful and translucent, each stone with its own unique patterns, some resembling birds and beasts, others like mountains and waters, and a few like the silhouettes of young ladies... She liked this gift very much and couldn’t bear to refuse it.

As she was admiring them, Qian Yiduo pouted, "Uncle Wan, don’t you have one for Duo Duo?"

With a smile, Wan Dazhong quickly picked out the smallest stone from Qian Yixiu’s chubby little paws and handed it to her, "This one is for Duo Duo."

Suppressing a smile, Qian Yixiu said, "Thank you, Uncle Wan."

At noon, Qian Sangui and Wan Dazhong ate at the small table on the Luohan bed, while Lady Wu led Qian Manxia, Qian Yixiu, and Qian Yiduo to eat at the big table.

Qian Yixiu pricked up her ears to listen to the conversation between Qian Sangui and Wan Dazhong. Wan Dazhong didn’t talk much, mostly just listening to Qian Sangui. He chimed in from time to time with pleasing remarks, deftly flattering Qian Sangui without leaving a trace, causing Qian Sangui to laugh louder than usual. Lady Wu, from across the table, kept urging Wan Dazhong to eat well and drink well.

Little Aunt’s cheeks were flushed as she quietly ate her meal, not saying a word, but her curved eyes betrayed the joy in her heart.

After the meal, Wan Dazhong left, taking Duo Duo with him to send her home.

In the afternoon, Qian Yixiu, frowning, confided her concerns about Wan Dazhong’s profession to Qian Sangui.

Upon hearing this, Qian Sangui laughed heartily, pinching her chubby little face, "Our Yixiu really worries too much. That Wan Dazhong is not a bad fellow, he’s generous and polite, and he’s got some real hunting skills. When he visits our home, we welcome him. If he proposes marriage to your aunt, your grandfather has his own plans. This isn’t for a little child like you to worry about. Stop talking about it, or you’ll get in trouble if your grandmother hears you."

Before dinner, Monkey Brother and Dashan ran back home. Monkey Brother still ignored Qian Yixiu, not even giving her a glance. Qian Yixiu went into the kitchen to steam a bowl of minced pork and egg custard just for him, even drizzling a few drops of sesame oil on it. He snarfed it down deliciously, but still turned the back of his head towards her, expressing his strong discontent.

Qian Yixiu massaged the back of his neck, and he allowed her to do so with a stoic expression. Once she finished, he walked away with the same indifferent face.

The next day, a long-missed little visitor arrived at the house—Little Monk Hongji, who had just returned from Capital City a few days earlier.

The Little Monk, who hadn’t seen Monkey Brother in his last two visits, was thrilled to see him at home this time. He picked him up and exclaimed, "Oh, you’ve grown so much, and you’ve gotten heavier too. It seems you’re having a great time here."

Monkey Brother clung to him with tears streaming down, babbling away, as though he was accusing Qian Yixiu of mistreating him.

Both amused and annoyed, Qian Yixiu recounted the entire series of events, which made the Little Monk laugh as well. He said, "Amitabha, you naughty monkey, you’re too stubborn. Little Benefactor has already explained things to you, yet you remain so unyielding. How about you come with Poor Monk to the monastery?"