Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade

Qian Yixiu sized him up and pouted as she said, "I heard your family has fields and land, and you’ve even built a new house with roof tiles, so you shouldn’t be short of the little wages my family owes you, right? Why are you still coming to my house to work odd jobs?"

Wan Dazhong laughed and said, "Who doesn’t want more money in this world? Right now, there’s nothing to do at home, and hunting isn’t good in the winter, so I’m out doing some odd jobs to earn a little cash."

Qian Yixiu pursed her lips and said, "You don’t have to make it sound so nice. I don’t believe any of your nonsense. Let me tell you, it’s pointless for you to keep trying to impress us. My young aunt is not going to fancy you. Just look at yourself, so dark and strapping, not handsome at all, and you’re already so old. Which twelve or thirteen-year-old girl would fancy someone like..."

Qian Yixiu simply wanted to anger him into leaving so he would stay away from her family in the future.

Wan Dazhong was somewhat surprised that Little Bean would say such things. When he laughed, his teeth looked whiter. He didn’t say a word, just raised his eyebrows and continued to listen to Qian Yixiu insulting him.

Qian Yixiu continued to earnestly persuade him, "You should recognize your shortcomings; don’t aim too high. As the saying goes, gongs go with cymbals, zucchinis match with pumpkins. You should find someone like Madam Hua for yourself, stop bothering to come to our house. It’s futile anyway; my young aunt is very picky. How could she ever fancy you? My young aunt is so beautiful, so delicate, so fair, and so gentle, kind, and hardworking. Our family has a girl who has just blossomed and a host of suitors from our doorstep to the east end of the village. Among them are many young talents and handsome youths, how could they possibly fancy you, you big black bear..."

Before Qian Yixiu could finish her statement, Qian Manxia’s voice of indignation came from behind, "Qian Yixiu, I am going to tell my mom you are spouting nonsense to strangers and embarrassing us, wu wu wu..."

Startled, Qian Yixiu turned her head. Her young aunt had already run crying towards the old courtyard. Qian Hua and Qian Xiaoyu were still standing there stunned, probably shocked by what she said.

Qian Yixiu also felt a bit foolish. Her young aunt was innocent and cared about her image, and even if the comments were meant to praise her, hearing such things said in front of a man would embarrass her. If she really did report what Qian Yixiu had said to Lady Wu, Yixiu might end up getting beaten.