Reborn before her mother committed suicide, the heroine went crazy

Seeing that the matter was settled, the matchmaker said a few insincere words of apology to Yao Jinhua and then left.

Yao Jinhua knew that she had offended her cousin-in-law this time, and her expression darkened.

But there was nothing that could be done about it. If anyone was to blame someone, it should be the shameless people of the Shu family, and my cousin’s wife herself should be blamed for not finding out more about the Shu family before she acted as a matchmaker…

Thinking of this, Yao Jinhua felt much better.

"Xiangmei, An'an, this time, it's all thanks to you. If it weren't for you, with the rogue attitude of the Shu family, it would be difficult to get the betrothal gift back!"

Of course, they will definitely want such a large sum of money back, but they may have to make a big deal out of it.

Although the Shu family did something dishonest, they had chosen such a woman for Feng Zhanpeng. When the truth finally came out, they would probably be laughed at for a long time.

Moreover, if Wan An Ning hadn't told them that the Shu family and the Li family had arranged another marriage, and the Shu family had concealed it on purpose, it would have been difficult for them to find out. It would probably not have been easy to get all the betrothal gifts back...

"Sister-in-law, don't say that. Zhan Peng is my nephew and An An's cousin. We will never watch him suffer."

Feng Xiangmei said, holding Yao Jinhua's hand, and comforted her: "Sister-in-law, don't get upset about this. Our Zhan Peng is no worse than others. He has no problem finding a wife. It's just that the fate has not come yet. Don't worry, sister-in-law."

Yao Jinhua felt a lump in her throat and started to cry.

"I don't want to be anxious, but how can I not be anxious? Dapeng was less than 20 years old, but he already had a wife. His grandson was two or three years old when he went to the commune to apply for a marriage certificate. Zhanpeng is so disappointing, like a wooden man. He is already 22 years old this year, which is the age to get a marriage certificate, but he still hasn't found a marriage..."

Feng Zhanpeng listened to Yao Jinhua and Feng Xiangmei scolding him with a wooden expression, as if it had nothing to do with him, and he looked neither sad nor happy.

Wan An Ning couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for his second cousin. In fact, if you look closely, Feng Zhanpeng is not bad looking. He is tall, about 1.8 meters, and he is honest and capable. Apart from being not very good at communicating with others, he doesn't have any bad problems.

Twenty-two years old is just the age of college graduates in later generations. It is normal to be unmarried at this age, but Feng Zhanpeng has been classified by Yao Jinhua as a person who is not ambitious and incompetent.

Looking at Feng Zhanpeng's numb look, you know that Yao Jinhua must have said this to him many times. Maybe he had refuted it at the beginning, but it was obvious that it had little effect. As a result, he became numb after hearing it so many times, and subconsciously felt that maybe what Yao Jinhua said was right!

"Second cousin, if you have nothing to do, you can go find Su Ruyi and help him sell some goods..."

Feng Zhanpeng raised his head, his eyes full of confusion.

"it is good."

After he said that, he turned his head away again, and it was unknown whether he took Wan An Ning's words to heart.

When I came out of my aunt's house, the onlookers had already dispersed.

Feng Xiangmei sighed and said, "Your cousin Zhanpeng's marriage is really difficult..."

Wan An Ning frowned, "It's the eldest sister-in-law who is too impatient. You always say that it's difficult for cousin Zhan Peng to get married, as if he is so bad. But cousin is good-looking, tall, and has a good temper. He is not idle, so he has no problem finding a wife. And he is not old. Why do you always feel that no one wants him?"

Feng Xiangmei was stunned for a moment: "Twenty-two years old, not young anymore. Just like your eldest aunt said, when your eldest cousin was his age, his children were already grown up..."

Wan An Ning stopped talking.

After returning to her grandfather's house, Feng Xiangmei asked to go back without saying a few words.

Feng Huaizhong's eyes flashed with disappointment, but he quickly took out some fruit from the house that he usually didn't want to eat and put it on their bicycles, saying, "This is what Pingping likes to eat. Bring it back for her to eat."

Wan An Ning did not refuse and accepted his grandfather's kindness with a smile.

Old Mrs. Feng held Feng Xiangmei's hand with tears in her eyes: "Can't you stay here for a few days? I can't bear to leave you..."

"Mom, I'll come over in a few days and bring you mooncakes."

Old Mrs. Feng pursed her lips reluctantly.

Just at this moment, Feng Zhanpeng suddenly came over.

"Why is Zhan Peng here? Didn't your aunt just come back from your house? Did you forget something?"

Feng Huaizhong was the first to notice Feng Zhanpeng. He was a little surprised that Feng Xiangmei had just come back from there, so why did Feng Zhanpeng come here at this time?

"Master, have you eaten yet?"

"I've eaten, why are you here at this time?"

"My mother asked me to come over and ask my aunt..."

"What are you asking me?" Feng Xiangmei was puzzled.

"When does your family start harvesting? My mother asked me to go over and help you harvest..."

Feng Huaizhong stepped forward, as if he wanted to put his arm around Feng Zhanpeng's shoulders. Unfortunately, he was old, his back was hunched, and he was much shorter than Feng Zhanpeng. In the end, he just patted Feng Zhanpeng's arm and said, "Good, good boy. It's rare that you think of your aunt. You're a good boy! Your aunt... has had a hard time in recent years. You can think of helping them. They will remember your kindness."

Feng Xiangmei sniffed and was deeply moved. She was actually worried about the autumn harvest. Her family was divided into groups according to the number of people in the family. Each person was given two mu of land, which added up to ten mu. In the past, during the autumn harvest, she and Wan Guofu, plus sister Wan An Ning, could help out. It would take about half a month to finish all the work.

Although Wan Guofu's two acres of land have been removed, there are still eight acres of crops to be harvested. She is pregnant now and has difficulty moving. Wan Anjing is going to high school, so there will definitely be no holiday for the autumn harvest. Anping is too young...

She was just worrying about what to do, and now Feng Zhanpeng suddenly stood up and said he would help them with the harvest, which was really a timely help.

"Zhanpeng, you are such a good boy. Thank you in advance. If you can really help with the harvest, it will be a great help to me."

Feng Zhanpeng had never been praised like this before. First, Feng Huaizhong called him a good boy, and then he was praised by Feng Xiangmei. He blushed in embarrassment.

"No, you're welcome. It's what I should do."

Feng Xiangmei thought for a moment and said, "I went to the fields yesterday and saw that the soybeans were already ripe. I was planning to start harvesting them tomorrow..."

"Then I'll go there early tomorrow morning. Do you have a sickle at home? If not, I'll bring one from home."

"Yes, there is a sickle at home, just go there."

"Okay, then I understand."