C1 (1/2)
”The Duan Clan still married this little widow out.”
”Such a grown man, if I don't marry him, would I be able to raise me for a lifetime?”
”Aiyo, one of them is dead. Who else are we going to harm?”
”I heard that third brother Liu Family hasn't gotten married yet, about twenty years of age. He probably has some sort of hidden ailment …”
When Duan Xiaohe opened her eyes, he heard these scattered words. When she got up from the palanquin, she knocked her head, causing her to quiver in pain.
Startled, she stretched out her hands in front of her. As soon as she stretched out her hand, the nanny slapped it back impolitely.
”Be more orderly and sit well.”
F * ck! What was going on?
A spirit caused Duan Xiaohe to have a different feeling, her memories that belonged to the original owner slowly became clearer. Before the original owner died, he had already married someone once, and on the day of her marriage, she had already become a widow. Now, she unexpectedly transmigrated onto the body of this widow, and even remarried in her place …
Marriage in the countryside was a big deal, but it also depended on which family's daughter the family married. The Liu Family door in front of them was opened crooked, and a small set of red firecrackers was hanging on top of it. Because Duan Xiaohe was a widow, Liu Family did not invite any guests, and the courtyard was empty, she did not see the groom coming out to receive him.
Duan Xiaohe said in her heart. In the twenty-first century, for a poor person like Liu Family to be able to marry a wife, that was not true love.
”The new wife has entered.”
The wedding nanny shouted as she dragged Duan Xiaohe inside. Only then did she take out a dark man from the room beside the main house. She uncomfortably pulled on the red satin and kept looking in their direction.
This was the Liu San.
Liu San's face was a little ugly, he unwillingly walked over and grabbed Duan Xiaohe's wrist. His strength was as great as an ox, and in that sudden attack, he almost tore off her arm.