The Daily Life of a Down-on-Hard-Life Medicine Girl Supporting Her Family

Chapter 309

"No need for repayment. Once you marry into the Zhao family and marry my second brother, you'll be his sister-in-law. If I suffer any grievances in the household, I'll have to rely on you for protection. So, it's only right that I try to please you now!"

Spring warmth smiled as she replied to Autumn Swallow.

"Don't give me that! You were the one who married into the Zhao family first, and you've already won over your mother-in-law with smiles on your face. Even the servants in the mansion say that the Third Young Mistress is the most favored. See, how could I possibly have any chance of leaving a mark on my mother-in-law's heart?"

Chunnuan was so amused by her feigned seriousness that she doubled over with laughter, dropping the handkerchief in her hand onto the table.

"Then all you need to do is make a name for yourself in your second brother's heart."

Qiu Yan's face turned bright red with embarrassment.

Chunnuan couldn't help but laugh at her shy expression.

See? Mrs. Qiu always says she's heartless and silly.

Actually, no, Qiu Yan always had Cheng Suan in her heart.

"Qiuyan, let me call you Qiuyan one more time. Next time we meet, I'll have to call you Second Sister-in-law." Chunnuan smiled and said, "I've added some dowry today. I won't come on your wedding day. I'll wait for you at the Zhuangyuan Mansion."

"Nuan Nuan." Qiu Yan grabbed her hand tightly. "I'm actually a little scared."

"Don't worry, everything is fine."

What are you afraid of?

This woman, who fears neither heaven nor earth, and is not even afraid of not being able to get married, is actually afraid.

"I……"

"Don't be afraid, all of us in the Zhao family are looking forward to your arrival."

On an auspicious day and at an auspicious time, the Qiu family held a wedding for their daughter.

Wiping away her tears, Madam Qiu once again urged her daughter to be filial to her parents-in-law after marriage and to be a virtuous wife and loving mother...

"Yes, daughter will remember her mother's teachings."

Even the swallows wept.

That's when she understood why she cried on her wedding day.

She left the Qiu family mansion where she was born and raised, and was going to live in the completely unfamiliar Zhao family mansion.

From then on, she could no longer act spoiled and whine to her mother for anything.

She got married; she's like water spilled from a cup, gone forever.

so sad.

"Madam, the auspicious time has arrived. Quickly cover the young lady's head with the veil and let the eldest young master carry her to the bridal sedan chair."

The old woman beside them quickly tried to persuade the mother and daughter.

There should be a limit to how much a bride should cry during her wedding. She shouldn't miss the auspicious time, or her makeup will be ruined by crying.

"Oh, good, Yan'er, come here, let me put the veil on your head."

"Daughter bids farewell to her parents. Father and Mother, please take good care of yourselves."

After kneeling down and kowtowing once more, Young Master Qiu squatted in front of his sister and carried her onto the bridal sedan chair.

"My little sister."

"Brother, please speak."

"It's a good thing you're getting married now. If you got married in twenty years, I wouldn't be able to carry you anymore."

"You're such a good brother."

Qiu Yan knew how mean her brother was; even now, he hadn't forgotten to tease her, saying that she had married late.

"Brother, you just want me to be like water spilled from a bowl!"

"Of course, girls have to get married anyway," Qiu Cheng said almost without thinking. "Do you know why Mother was wiping away tears just now?"

How could I not know? It's because I can't bear to part with myself.

"No, Mother thinks that this girl is finally getting married, and she won't be stuck with her anymore."

Qiu Cheng said something cheeky, which earned him a pinch on the shoulder from Qiu Yan as punishment.

The brother and sister are only one year apart in age and have been bickering since they were little.

When his younger sister pinched him like that, Qiu Cheng felt like he was being tickled.

As he was sending his younger sister off in the bridal sedan chair, he suddenly said something else.

"If you've been wronged, come back and tell your brother right away, and your brother, the top scholar, will still beat you up!"

Qiu Yan's eyes reddened again!
This is her two-faced brother!
The bridal sedan chair was lifted, accompanied by the sound of drums and music.

As the Zhao family's wedding procession walked further and further away, Madam Qiu wiped away a tear.

"This girl is finally married off, at least she's no longer a burden on my hands."

Qiu Cheng burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at, kid?"

Madam Qiu asked, puzzled.

“Mother, I said those words when I was carrying Yan’er on my back. You must have thought that way. Yan’er even pinched me.” “You deserve it.”

Madam Qiu was both amused and exasperated!
Her son guessed her inner thoughts, but this brainless son even told his sister what he was thinking. How upset Yan'er must be!
"Isn't Mother worried about Yan'er at all?"

"What are you worried about? The top scholar is very kind. The Zhao family has rules: men do not take concubines, and women do not become concubines." Madam Qiu said, "The son-in-law doesn't even have a maidservant or a concubine. Besides, the Zhao family has Chunnuan. With Nuannuan around, I have nothing to worry about."

In the capital, Qiuyan only recognized Chunnuan as her friend.

The two truly have a love stronger than gold.

And this marriage was originally arranged by Nuannuan.

Therefore, Madam Qiu was quite satisfied with her daughter marrying into the Zhao family.

"Think about the social circles of noblewomen in the capital. How many people think that our Yan'er will never get married, or that she will marry a bad one?"

Every time there was a flower-viewing party or something, people would laugh at her, whether openly or secretly.

The matchmakers who came to her door recommended either second wives or men with defects; all sorts of unattractive men were trying to get close to her, which infuriated Madam Qiu so much that she offended several matchmakers.

Qiu Yan also became a negative example for young ladies in the capital to use when trying to persuade them to marry.

"Stop being picky. Your parents are doing this for your own good. If you keep being picky, what will you do if you end up like Miss Qiu, unable to get married?"

It turns out that she wasn't unable to get married, but rather waiting for the right person, the good person.

The scholar's residence was brightly decorated and filled with guests.

The Zhou couple were extremely busy.

They never expected so many guests to come to their son's wedding.

Many of them have absolutely no connection with each other.

Of course, they were also aware of the situation.

These people all came because of the title "top scholar".

While he is still young and holds a low official position, it's not too late to curry favor with him.

If we don't make the effort to befriend them now, we won't have the chance when we get promoted.

Don't ignore me now, or you'll be unable to reach me later.

"Nuan Nuan, there are quite a few guests. Are we prepared enough?"

Zhou panicked.

"Mother, don't worry, I've already asked the kitchen to increase the preparation. As long as we have enough ingredients, there won't be any problems."

"I really didn't expect there to be so many guests."

Just like when Zhao Minghua and Chunnuan got married, the house was full of guests.

The difference is that they are in Changzhou, so it's normal for them to have many customers.

But this is the capital city, and they don't even know many of the real high-ranking officials.

However, quite a few officials arrived, which was truly unexpected for them.

"That's normal, this is the capital."

That's how it is: when you're rich, even distant relatives come to visit; when you're poor, no one cares about you, even in the bustling city.

After her grandfather's story, Chunnuan learned about the coldness and warmth of human relationships.

When people leave, the tea is cool.

Zhao Minglang is the newly crowned top scholar, so the tea is still warm.

"Here comes the bride, here comes the bride."

There were children shouting.

"Quickly, go greet the bride."

Zhou and Chunnuan quickly left the mansion together.

As they stepped out of the sedan chair, Qiu Yan was helped out by Zhao Minglang.

Though she couldn't see what was happening outside because of the red veil covering her head, she could still sense the lively atmosphere.

"Don't be afraid, we're about to step over a fire pit," Zhao Minglang said. "Wait a moment."

Zhao Minglang bent down and turned over the firewood in the brazier, instantly reducing the fire. Qiu Yan smoothly stepped over the brazier and entered the Zhao family's house.

"I really didn't expect that the second son would be so thoughtful."

Seeing this, Zhou was overjoyed: "My second son is finally married. I can finally put my mind at ease."

"The newlyweds pay their respects at the wedding ceremony."

"Worship heaven and earth."

"Two thanks to the high hall."

"Husband and wife bow to each other."

"The ceremony is completed and sent to the bridal chamber"

Chunnuan hurriedly followed them into the new house, not wanting anyone to do anything bad in the new house.