If you don't consummate the marriage for three years and then marry a successful educated youth

The matchmaker went home that day, and the next day Liu Dongmei swaggered to Lai Zi's house in Jiangjia Village. She was stared at and scrutinized all the way, and after entering the courtyard, she was carefully examined.

She doesn't completely believe what others say. Before marriage, she has to see the conditions for herself and not be fooled.

After watching it, I only had one thought in my mind: I'm satisfied!

The matchmaker gave her a wink, and Liu Dongmei forced a smile, which looked even more frightening. When she met Lai Zi's terrified and disgusted gaze, her aura turned cold.

The woman with the leper looked up at her, feeling a little short of breath. She gave an awkward smile and said, "This must be Dongmei. She's... really pretty. You can tell she's healthy and capable."

"Dongmei, do you think my Laizi is satisfied?"

Before she could speak, Lai Zi struggled to his feet, leaning on his cane: "Mother, no, I can't take it anymore. This is just too ugly. If we really get married, it will be terrible. How can I bring myself to kiss him?"

"You want me to marry a savage like this? You might as well kill me! No way, I absolutely refuse."

The matchmaker was a little embarrassed: "Lazybones, look at Lazybones, what happened to him? I told you before that Dongmei has always looked like this."

The mother of the leper hurriedly apologized: "My son is willful. He doesn't have the final say in this matter. Since ancient times, marriage has always been decided by the parents. After the marriage, they will gradually come to like each other more."

He glanced at himself, then looked away as if he'd been burned, and said, "Then let's get the betrothal done sooner, so my son will have someone to take care of him in the future."

"Dongmei, what are your family's requirements for the betrothal gift?"

Liu Dongmei glanced indifferently at the disgusted man, not taking it to heart. It's fine if he doesn't like her; he's just blind. She'll deal with him later.

"No requirements, your family can handle it as they see fit. After you marry into the family, will you be in charge or will I be?"

The mother of the leper was unhappy, but she still made her attitude clear: "You're in charge. We only have one son, and we spoil him too much. We can't control him. You're in charge, so you should manage him."

"Okay, don't worry, I'll take care of the household and make sure you raise a very filial son."

If they don't listen, lock them up and beat them. Let's see if they're just stubborn or tough.

Lai Zi felt uneasy under her gaze, glared back fiercely, and roared in disgust, "What are you looking at, you ugly hag? What's so interesting? You're disgusting."

Liu Dongmei acted as if she hadn't heard anything and started chatting with her future mother-in-law; the atmosphere was fairly harmonious.

At noon, Lai Zi's mother wanted to set a good example and test whether this girl's temperament was easy to handle. If she was easy to handle, she would know how to get along with this girl after she married into the family.

Glancing at the vegetables in the basket, Liu Dongmei asked, "Does Auntie mean I should cook lunch?"

The leper's mother nodded, a hint of arrogance in her eyes: "Yes, I heard you're a butcher, so you must be quite good at cooking too. Cook something for us to try."

The matchmaker hesitated, "This scoundrel's wife, usually, doesn't let a young lady cook on her first visit, but..."

"Oh, I was just saying it casually. It's okay if Dongmei doesn't want to. I just think it's all about sincerity. Our family values ​​Dongmei very much."

"Whether it's betrothal gifts or dowry, there's no question about it."

Liu Dongmei's eyes flickered, understanding her meaning, and she nodded: "Okay, I'll cook, but I rarely cook at home, so it's edible but not very tasty."

"Auntie, please forgive me if my cooking is not good."

Lai Zi's mother laughed and said, "It's alright. From now on, we're all family. I'll treat you like my own daughter. So what if the food isn't delicious? It's okay."

"You're just being modest, aren't you, girl?"

Liu Dongmei: Modest? She didn't mean that.

Judging that it was about time, Liu Dongmei went into the kitchen to start a fire and cook. She picked up the lively fish, chopped off its head, removed the scales, and pretended not to see the internal organs.

He grabbed a jar of lard from the corner, scooped out a small portion and put it in, then fried the fish in it. In those days when oil was scarce, even fried shoe soles tasted delicious.

The aroma of fish wafted out, and Lai Zi's mother sniffed, her face brightening slightly: "This Dongmei looks a bit rough around the edges, but I didn't expect her cooking to be so delicious."

The matchmaker was also a little surprised; she had never heard that Dongmei was a good cook before.

Nodding in agreement, he said, "Haha, that's right. This girl is very composed and not the kind of person who's all talk and no action. From now on, we can leave all the cooking to her."

An hour later, the food was ready, and it looked really good. Lai Zi took a second look and said, "You cooked this fish very well. The skin wasn't even broken, that's impressive."

Liu Dongmei smiled and said, "Yes, a little more oil will prevent the skin from breaking. Come and eat."

The group sat around the table and began to eat.

The woman, seeing that the braised pork looked good, picked up a piece and ate it. It was very sweet, and she frowned slightly: "Dongmei, why is this braised pork so sweet?"

"Oh, really? I remember I put in salt. Did I accidentally put in sugar instead? My memory is terrible. I'm so sorry. You guys should try the fish again."

"..."

The man with the fish meat in his hand was indeed quite good, but as he ate, he noticed something was wrong—it tasted a bit bitter. He then examined the fish's belly and saw it was bulging, which made his eyes widen in surprise.

"No, didn't you remove the fish's innards?"

"Should I go? I don't know."

The parents of the man with the lizard gasped for breath. They tasted a little bit of the fish and found it was indeed bitter, clearly from the gallbladder that hadn't been removed. The whole fish had been wasted.

The two women's expressions changed several times, and they couldn't help but complain, "Dongmei, how could you cook such a good dish like this? It's so bitter if you don't remove the internal organs. Isn't this a waste?"

Liu Dongmei admitted her mistake very sincerely: "Really? I don't cook much at home and didn't know I had to remove the internal organs. I'm sorry, I'll try to remember in the future."

"Hehe, what did you use to fry that fish?"

"The lard in the jar, I suppose."

Lai Zi's mother was startled and rushed to the kitchen to check. She found that a jar of lard she had rendered, enough to last a month, had been used up in just one meal.

She nearly choked on her breath, her face turning ashen with anger: "Ah, Dongmei, who told you to use so much lard? How can you be so wasteful with your money?"

"Look at this, I just rendered this lard a couple of days ago. It's supposed to last a month, and you've used almost all of it in one meal. Who lives like this?"

Liu Dongmei listened quietly to the reprimand and showed a good attitude in admitting her mistake.

When the meal was over, only she was full and satisfied, while the three members of the Lai family were full of anger.

As she followed the matchmaker home, she turned back to look at them and said, "Auntie, I'll be waiting for you to come and present the betrothal gifts at home. Once I'm married, I'll definitely learn how to cook properly."

Learn what? She hates doing these trivial things the most. It's much more efficient to go to the fields and work. Let whoever wants to do these things do them; she certainly won't.