CHAPTER 42: CHAPTER 42: BOYFRIEND?

The two seemed to be one after the other, with Gu Mei in front and the man behind.

But Gu Mei kept looking back at the man, her eyes filled with affection and charm. The man seemed to have lost his soul, staring directly at Gu Mei.

It was obvious they were together, just embarrassed to walk side by side.

What surprised Yun Jiao was that she knew the man with Gu Mei—it was Suo Zhu, the youngest son of Zhao Lizheng next door to the Jiang family!

Yun Jiao stepped aside, pondering in her heart. A few days ago, she heard that Suo Zhu’s mother asked her second aunt to arrange a marriage. Could it be for Gu Mei?

But she hadn’t heard that Suo Zhu and Gu Mei were engaged.

The Jiang family and the Zhao family lived next door to each other, and such a big event as an engagement would certainly not be without any rumors.

After the two had walked away, Yun Jiao stepped out. She slowly walked to the city gate, bought a cup of tea from a tea seller, and borrowed a chair to sit down.

At this moment, Mrs. Chen was still talking to Jiang Youzhi with San Ya and Liu Lang at the academy gate.

San Ya and Liu Lang were eagerly telling Jiang Youzhi that the eldest sister-in-law had made them noodles with meat sauce and big meat buns today.

They were so delicious, happier than during the New Year.

During the New Year, although there was meat to eat, it was in small portions and there were many people, so it was gone after a few bites.

Jiang Youzhi smiled slightly and listened patiently to his younger siblings.

Mrs. Chen pulled him aside and whispered, "I was thinking about it today, and I can’t quite figure it out. Why would Yun Jiao want to marry into our family to bring Da Lang good fortune?"

"Previously, I thought it was for those five taels of silver. But now it seems that she is so capable and doesn’t lack those five taels."

Mrs. Chen went on, "However, there is something strange about it. The day before, it was said that her sister, Gu Mei, would marry over. On the day to exchange the marriage letters, Matchmaker Qian gave me Yun Jiao’s letters instead and gave a bunch of reasons. I was so anxious at that time. As long as someone could bring good fortune, it didn’t matter who it was, so I agreed."

Jiang Youzhi wasn’t aware that there had been a change of people. When mentioning Gu Mei, he remembered those puzzling things she said that day.

She said there would be something that would change his life, and if not avoided, life would be very difficult in the future.

Thinking of this, Jiang Youzhi chuckled. This was obviously nonsense. Even the most accurate fortune teller could only say vague things. Who could possibly know what would happen in the future?

The mother and son talked for a while longer. Mrs. Chen gave Jiang Youzhi new shoes and pickles, reminded him to eat well and study hard, then left with San Ya and Liu Lang.

At the city gate, Yun Jiao had already hired a carriage and paid for it.

The group boarded the carriage, and what took an hour and a half journey was done in half an hour.

The carriage stopped at the village entrance, and they got off and walked home.

After walking for a while, Yun Jiao felt something and suddenly turned around.

She only saw a bald head quickly retracting behind a tree.

Yun Jiao didn’t clearly see who it was, but judging by the height, it seemed to be just a ten-year-old child.

She didn’t give it much thought and went home. As soon as she entered the courtyard, she saw Mrs. Zhou sitting by the hall doorway, her eyes fixed on the bundle in Yun Jiao’s hand.

There seemed to be a longing in those eyes, as if they wanted to grow a pair of hands to snatch the bundle away.

Yun Jiao walked in with lowered eyes.

After dinner, when it was already dark, Yun Jiao told Mrs. Chen that she was going out and headed towards Sister Guihua’s house.

Passing by the neighboring Zhao Lizheng’s house, she heard a man’s voice suddenly rise inside, "I just want to marry her, no one else. If mom doesn’t arrange the engagement for me, I’ll, I’ll just bash my head in."