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After putting on her clothes, Jiang Wu intuitively took the willow branches and salt water from Grandma Ding’s hand. She first rinsed her mouth with salt water and then used the willow branches to carefully brush her two rows of teeth. Her movements were still slow, but there was an indescribable charm to her movements.
By the time Jiang Wu came out of her boudoir, she was already a little girl who had applied perfume and was white, tender, and fragrant.
In an hour or two it would be almost time for lunch, so Mrs. Ding did not serve Jiang Wu too much meat porridge. She only gave her half a bowl of porridge, plus two stacks of side dishes, one with pickled tassels and the other with cucumbers. They were both spicy, sour, and salty side dishes, which were perfect to go with the porridge.
“Ah Wu, do you like Brother Lin? He is the tall and thin brother who often comes to our house.”
Although Jiang Baozong gave up the marriage contract between the Jiang and Lin families, he had to consider his daughter’s thoughts.
Over the years, both he and other people in the village had thrown Ah Wu and Lin Pingchun into a pile. They felt that the Jiang and Lin families had once been married to each other, and the Jiang family had been supporting the Lin family for so many years. As long as the Lin family still had some conscience, they would definitely accept this marriage and treat his daughter well.
But he forgot that people’s hearts are unpredictable, fighting for favor and enmity. The Lin family forgot where their current comfortable life and respected status came from. They only remembered that he forced them to marry a fool as their wife.
No, this was not forced. Widow Xu should have understood his thoughts as early as when she accepted the first amount of money from him. However, while the other party accepted the money, she resisted the engagement. He could only say that she had become a b*tch but wanted to build a memorial1*Idiom: 1. to lead the life of a whore but still want a monument put up to one’s chastity,
2. to have bad intentions but still want a good reputation .
But no matter what, the closeness between the two families over the years was true. Although the daughter may not have developed love, many people have said that her future husband was Lin Pingchun. But, what is the daughter thinking?
Jiang Baozong was afraid that his daughter would be ignorant and had Lin Pingchun in her mind. Now that the engagement between the two families could not be completed, how should he persuade his daughter?
“Brother Lin? Tall and thin?”
Jiang Wu searched through her memory for faces that matched this description. When Lin Pingchun’s face appeared, the memories she had forgotten before came back instantly. Thinking that she and her father had not ended well in those memories, Jiang Wu’s face instantly turned pale.
“No, no, he likes the sister who makes delicious kimchi. Ah Wu is going to die, so don’t marry him.”
In a panic, Jiang Wu’s answers were a little confusing, making people confused.
She was eager to explain, but her mind was in a mess. The more anxious she was, the less she knew what to say.
“Bah, bah, bah, how can you talk about whether you are dead or not? Ah Wu is fine. She will be safe, happy, and live a long life.”
Jiang Baozong frowned and hurriedly pouted three times.
“Ah Wu, don’t worry. If you don’t like Brother Lin, Daddy won’t marry you to him.”
Jiang Baozong really did not expect that his daughter’s reaction would be so big. When he mentioned Lin Pingchun, his daughter’s reaction was not shy and curious, but actually disgust and hatred. This was the first time Jiang Baozong saw such an emotion on his daughter’s face.
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