Chapter 2: Fake Marriage for Protecting Her (1/2)
Translator: Flying Lines
How could Geng Zhishan alone be able to outdebate so many people, let alone a number of women who had a smooth tongue?
Xie Mengxuan had been hearing all these dialogues inside the room. She was filled with indignation. In her fifteen years of life, it was the first time that she had been thought of as a married woman. Even worse, a peasant woman.
Clenching her teeth, Xie Mengxuan wanted to get up, only to find her injured leg in extreme pain. She had been in an unconscious state and not aware of her physical condition until now she came to her mind. Her face paled visibly under intense pain.
People outside were still in a bustle and made up more and more ridiculous stories about her. Some thought that she was the reincarnation of a fairy fox. As well she was said to confuse the masses. Without putting a stop to all those rumors, she was highly likely to be an evil spirit.
The man who was guarding the door seemed to be awkward in speech and failed to utter a single word against others’ ironical remarks.
“Why is it so noisy outside?” Xie Mengxuan said loud after taking a deep breath.
Her voice was clear, just like a nightingale hailing the spring. Geng Zhishan’s face thus lighted up. However, before he showed his care, the village head’s wife interrupted, “Girl, since you are awake, we have to discuss some matter with you. It was the one in our village who saved your life. Do you owe a debt of gratitude to us?”
Xie Mengxuan thought to herself that this woman was indeed double-faced, who pretended to be polite now facing her after those rude remarks behind her back.
However, she responded with a smile, “Sure, I will always be grateful to the deep favor of my savior for saving my life.”
“Well, it can be seen that you are a girl who knows what gratefulness is. Our village tends to be cut off from the outside world and not involved in anything. We saved your life based on the principle that Heaven’s care patronizes every living thing. Nevertheless, since you came, we have been leading an unsteady life. Could you make our life calm again out of kindness?” said the woman who was also named Aunt Cui.
“Aunt Cui, my wife has just come back to life and figures out nothing. It is unfair to attribute to her everything bad that recently occurred in our village.” Geng Zhishan explained anxiously.
Before Aunt Cui opened her mouth, there came Xie Mengxuan’s words from the room, “Farmers are the simplest and plainest. I believe that if there is any other solution, you will not make things clear to me at this time.”
Her speech rate was just right, not too fast or too slow, which calmed down those people outside the room. Aunt Cui frowned and pushed Geng Zhishan away. She said loud with her neck stretched, “It is good of you to be understanding. When will you set off? How about asking some little girls in our village to help you pack since they have nothing else to do?”
Xie Mengxuan moved slowly and managed to sit on the bed, regardless of the dust on the ground. She took a deep breath, endured the pain and responded with smile coloring her tone, “I should have left here, but concerning my injured leg, even if you send me away, I can only climb on the ground. With no one attending to me, it’s just a matter of time for me to die. At that time, who will be responsible for the debt of my life in front of the King of Hell?”
Her voice was gentle and soft, while what her words meant made others change face. Geng Zhishan seemed to have no choice but to lower his head, but behind his half-closed eyelid there was a flash of smile.
He thought that this girl would never make herself suffer a loss.