Chapter 178 - 143: It’s Really Not Her Fault_1
No matter how much Wan Lizheng pleaded, Wan Dazhong just chuckled, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
Wan Lizheng couldn’t contain his anger and began to grunt about his younger brother Wan Erniu, "Just let him be. The Qian family’s girl is only thirteen this year, and even if the betrothal is settled, she won’t get married until two years later. Looking at her tender and frail little body, she doesn’t seem easy to raise. I’m only two years older than you and I already have four grandchildren. Your family line is already thin, and you still indulge Dazhong’s whims. Being good-looking is useless if a person isn’t wise and virtuous; marrying such a girl would be unfortunate for the family."
Wan Erniu said helplessly, "Ah, Dazhong has been fond of that girl for a long time. If he likes her, then let him be."
Wan Lizheng was so angry he gritted his teeth, but he felt helpless regarding these father and son.
In the past, the family was poor and their parents died early. When his younger brother was thirteen, he went to seek his fortune and there was no news of him for many years. Ten years later, he surprisingly sent a letter home through someone, also sending back one hundred taels of silver. He said that life up north wasn’t bad; he had married and had a son.
It was with those one hundred taels of silver that Wan Lizheng seized the opportunity to make two profitable trades, eventually buying over two hundred acres of farmland and becoming a small landlord. After the previous village chief made a mistake, he used some of his wealth to pull strings and became the chief of Darong Village.
Who would have thought that a few years ago, Wan Erniu suddenly returned with his son, saying he had offended a local tyrant up north, and his wife had died. After wandering for half his life, he also wanted to return to his roots.
Wan Lizheng felt sorry for his brother who, at such an old age, still had to cook and do laundry for himself. He tried to find him a new wife, but his brother refused, saying he was too old and found women troublesome.
Since his brother didn’t want to marry, he hurried to find a wife for his nephew to take care of the family. But his nephew proved even more exasperating, with exceptionally high standards, insisting on marrying a fair and handsome wife. Village girls definitely couldn’t match those from big landlords’ families, secluded from the world. But which big landlord would be willing to marry their daughter to a hunter?