The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

It’s no wonder people say Ms. Luo is a scheming bitch. She was clearly resentful because Yang Chuxia didn’t take her to plant sugar canes and got scolded by Old Yang. So when she eavesdropped on Ms. Liu and others’ conversation, she wanted to spread the news to make everyone laugh at Yang Chuxia.

Yet, she insisted on pretending to care about Yang Chuxia, making the whole thing sound so ridiculous.

"Oh," Yang Chuxia was somewhat disinterested in their responses.

Auntie Li’s eyes shifted before she continued, "Don’t be too sad, Xiaxia. Recommended Men are like Lord Mercury reincarnated and there’s only one or two in a county; failing the exams is normal."

Her words started off sounding normal, but then suddenly took a turn, making one want to slap her twice.

"People’s lives are destined from an early age. Have you ever seen a Lord Mercury who’s a cripple? So I must say, Xiaxia, your judgment of people isn’t very good. You only look at the present and don’t think about the person’s fate. Who knows how long he’ll need to study? If he never passes the exam, will you keep supporting his education with your dowry? If I were you, I would divorce such a useless man and find someone better with all your dowry."

Well, Auntie Li didn’t know that Brother An wasn’t actually penniless. She also didn’t know that Yang Chuxia had never changed her aversion to others calling Brother An a cripple.

Upon hearing her words, Yang Chuxia was already furious, but her face didn’t show it.

Instead, she gave a half-smirk and asked, "According to Auntie Li, if I divorce Brother An, I’ll find someone better? And people won’t mind that I’ve been married before?"

Auntie Li laughed upon hearing this, "If it’s a rich family, they would definitely mind. But for a family like ours, no one would say anything. With such a dowry, many would want to marry you."

"Really?" Yang Chuxia gave her a cold glance and asked, "Has Auntie Li already thought of a destination for me?"

"Uhm." Auntie Li felt a bit embarrassed, thinking that she had only mentioned it casually and hadn’t actually planned for it. But then she remembered that her nephews hadn’t married yet, so she added, "If you really think so, I actually have a good candidate in mind."

"Oh, do tell?" At this point, Xiu’er, standing behind Yang Chuxia, was already sweating profusely, feeling that Auntie Li was digging her grave and didn’t know it.

Surprisingly, Auntie Li shamelessly continued, "My nephew from my maternal family just turned nineteen and hasn’t married yet. He’s quite a catch."

Yang Chuxia gave a dry laugh, her rage simmering beneath the surface several times already. She coldly replied, "I thought Auntie Li planned to introduce me to your own son."

Auntie Li seemed to be brain dead and didn’t catch Yang Chuxia’s sarcasm. She blurted out, "My Anshun is fantastic, but he’s already married."

"What does that have to do with anything? In operas, don’t they have a story of stopping one marriage and remarrying another?"

Auntie Li’s eyes lit up upon hearing this, "Right, right! Xiaxia is so clever!"

Compared to Auntie Li’s joy, Ms. Li Junior and Ms. Luo by her side were already dumbstruck. They only wanted to make fun of Yang Chuxia, but they didn’t expect this situation.

Seeing Xiaxia’s livid face, they thought this was the end for Auntie Li.