Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 191 - 147: Getting Married_2

Chapter 191: Chapter 147: Getting Married_2

The words might have been deliberately let slip to Qian Manhe, who sold pastries in town, so that he could pass the message along. Qian Manhe was furious, for such talk of not receiving a dowry clearly alluded to what his mother, Lady Tang, had done in the past. He fulfilled their wishes and conveyed the message to the couple of Qian Dagui.

The couple was so agitated they could not sleep. To save face and ensure their daughter’s future happiness, the main house not only brought out the bride price from the Yang family untouched but also added four more taels to the already prepared ten taels of dowry silver, buying two mu of paddy fields as part of her dowry. In addition to what they themselves had prepared and what was given by others—furniture, bedding, clothing, fabric, and jewelry—the dowry amounted to nearly thirty taels of silver, which surpassed even many families in town.

Lady Wang discreetly advised Qian Mandie to keep a firm hold on her dowry, especially the private silver and fabric jewelry she had in her possession, and to never be coaxed out of it by her husband’s family. She also said that if she could capture her husband’s heart and hold out until they separated into different households in the future, her life would become much easier.

Lady Wu secretly told Qian Sangui that if she were Lady Wang, she would rather lose face and even risk her daughter having difficulty finding a match in the future than to proceed with such a matrimonial alliance. How could she marry off the daughter she cherishes deeply to such a disreputable family? Even if they were as wealthy as a mountain of gold, she would not allow the marriage.

However, Lady Wang was too prideful and wouldn’t listen to what Old woman Qian said, let alone heed the words of others. Even when it was distressing to have such in-laws, she would still pick out the positives to say in front of others. If it weren’t for Old woman Qian and Qian Dagui who spoke some harsh truths, much would have gone unknown to them.

Qian Sangui loved his daughter even more and nodded repeatedly upon hearing this. The couple then reminisced about Wan Dazhong, feeling that no matter what, he was a better man, and his family was much superior. They owned farmland and a tiled house, and the household was simple with just one father, whose personality was as straightforward as Wan Dazhong’s, making him seem like an easy man to serve.

There was just one concern—the profession of a hunter made them apprehensive. Although his skills were commendable, dangers always lurk when one travels often in the night, which was exactly the misfortune Qian Sangui had suffered. Therefore, the couple decided to find an opportunity to subtly inquire about Wan Dazhong’s plans for the future.

On April 28th, an auspicious day for marriage, all but Cheng Yue from Qian’s third wife’s family attended Qian’s Main Courtyard. Especially Qian Yeejin, who was meticulously dressed up since he was going to accompany Qian Yishan and not only challenge the uncles for red envelopes at the door but also head to the Yang family to escort the bride.

As soon as Yixiu entered the Main Courtyard, Qian Yiduo pulled her into Qian Mandie’s small room. The room was overcrowded, with Quanfu chiming in auspicious phrases while dressing her hair and face. Two young maidens squeezed in and recognized that Quanfu was played by Madame Yu, Wang Lizheng’s wife.

Despite Madame Yu’s sometimes unlikable mouth, no one could deny that she was the most fortunate woman in Huaxi Village. She had living parents-in-law, sons and daughters, her husband was the village headman, and one son owned a shop in town. She herself was also in excellent health.

Many families in the village would invite her to be Quanfu when their daughters were married. Madame Yu gladly accepted the role, which brought her respect and reverence, along with some pocket money.

The bride is always the most beautiful, and at this moment, Qian Mandie was like a freshly bloomed wintersweet flower—beautiful, healthy, and vibrant. Although her eyes held a touch of fear, they were mostly filled with shyness and anticipation for the future. Blushing at the teasing of several women, she lowered her head onto her chest.

Seeing the youthful beauty, Yixiu’s heart ached a bit. At this age in her previous life, she would still be in junior high, a minor where legal responsibility would be pursued if she were taken advantage of. She was still so young, and knowing the family wasn’t great, why force her into marrying them? Even if she remained unmarried and stayed home as a spinster, that would have been better than marrying into the Yang family. One can only hope that they would treat such a good girl kindly, unlike the rumors suggested.

Thinking it over, she felt that her grandparents were truly the best, truly caring for their grandchildren. If Qian Manxia were put in the same situation, Grandfather Sangui and Grandma Wu would call off the engagement whatever the cost.

With a burst of firecrackers, excitement erupted at the door. The young men were giving the bridegroom a hard time, demanding red envelopes. Amid the boisterous noises, a man in crimson, Yang Youfu, led a few men to fetch the bride into the courtyard.

Qian Yishan was not nearly as excited as at the beginning, shaking his head as he looked at Qian Yeejin with a mix of displeasure and embarrassment. For he too had snatched a few red envelopes, which upon checking, contained only two large coins. In rural households that are better off, five wen money is typically enclosed in red envelopes. Being a shop owner in town, the Yang family was notably stingy.