Seeing that Lu Sheng, who was diverting water, suddenly stopped and looked over, Mrs. Zheng thought she was agitated.
Continuing to be persuasive and persuasive: "The conditions of the people in that family are very good. It is not a problem to eat meat for every meal. If you marry, you will only enjoy the blessings."
The elders on this side of Lu Sheng's family are gone, and Lu Ran is out of luck.
At that time, when the twenty taels are in hand, just give Lu Ran two or three taels and it will be over.
Lu Sheng smiled.
"Is it really that good?"
"Really!" Mrs. Zheng leaned on a hoe and said, "That man is not bad, he is only in his twenties, and his looks are no worse than Duan Xiucai."
If this marriage is really so good, how could it be possible for Mrs. Zheng to match her up
If she remembers correctly, the Zheng family has a daughter named Lu Wei who is the same age as her and is not yet married.
Lu Sheng sneered inwardly, but on the surface he said innocently: "Such a good marriage, Aunt Tang should give it to Sister Wei, she is three months older than me."
The smile on Zheng's lips froze, and she said with a dry smile: "Aunt Tang, isn't that pitiful for you? Our Sister Wei already has someone he likes."
Lu Wei likes Duan Zhen, and Lu Sheng knows about it.
At that time, when the original owner and Duan Zhen had a marriage contract, Lu Wei would swear a few words every time she saw her.
In the final analysis, it is because of jealousy.
Lu Sheng bent over and grabbed a blade of grass, without raising his head, he said, "Unfortunately, I also have someone I like."
"I know who your favorite is." Zheng said with a look of contempt: "This scholar looks down on us peasant girls, so don't dream."
Lu Sheng just smiled and didn't refute or admit it.
However, Duan Zhen, who approached with a kettle, heard Zheng's words over and over.
He glanced at Lu Sheng who was busy with his head down, his eyes thoughtful.
"Hey, why is Duan Xiucai here when you have time?"
Zheng Shi put away her contemptuous expression, her face was full of flattery.
Lu Sheng raised his head and glanced at Duan Zhen, then continued to work with his head down.
Duan Zhen really didn't take a good look at his "ex-fiancée" before, so he didn't know that she was so beautiful and charming.
Green temples are like clouds, icy muscles and bones, and a face like peaches and plums.
He only glanced at her last time, only knowing that she was born beautiful.
Looking at it again today, that adjective can't help but pop up in his mind.
I can't tell what it feels like, I always feel a little empty.
He nodded politely to Mrs. Zheng, and then passed by with a water bottle.
"This scholar is really filial. He never forgets to bring tea to his parents while studying. If he is elected as an official in the future, he must be a good official."
Hearing Mrs. Zheng's praise of Duan Zhen, Lu Sheng didn't feel anything.
After weeding, it was noon.
Lu Sheng was covered in sweat and wet all over.
She was walking back with a hoe on her shoulders, and as soon as she reached the door of the house, she saw a figure chasing after her.
"Lu Sheng."
Lu Sheng turned around, but saw Duan Zhen walking towards her.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, raised her eyebrows and asked softly, "What's the matter?"
Duan Zhen stood in front of her, staring at her sweaty but still fair little face, his heart skipped a beat.
"Do you still like me?"
With a slight pain in his heart, Lu Sheng frowned unconsciously.
The original owner has liked Duan Zhen for many years, and already has a memory in his heart.
Although the body has been replaced by her now, when hearing Duan Zhen's words, her heart can't help but shrink.
"Why are you asking this?" She asked calmly.
Duan Zhen said nervously: "If you still like me, I can take you as my concubine when I am elected as an official in the future."
(end of this chapter)