Lord God, do you want a wife?

Chapter 102: The spoiled Jin wants to marry a husband (13)

"How can you be so impatient!" Jia Yifan shook his sleeves and took a few steps back.

Jia Yitao rolled her eyes nonchalantly, "Brother, why are you doing this nonsense when you go out?"

Her eyes could not help but fall on the pile of things on the carriage, "Brother, are those things for the family?"

"Of course. Who else can I give it to if not my family?"

Jia Yitao received a positive answer and ran towards the carriage without even saying hello.

"Go away! Go away! This is my carriage!"

There were crowds of people standing around the carriage, and when they heard Jia Yitao coming, they consciously made way for her.

At this time, a middle-aged man stood up and rubbed his hands. "Jia family, what kind of official is your brother in the city? Can you take my son with you?"

Jia Yitao curled her lips and said, "Does your idiot still want to be an official? What kind of dream is that!"

"Hey, how can you talk like that? You've become rich and your eyes are on your head! I have to teach you a lesson today on behalf of your brother!"

As the middle-aged man said this, he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to step forward. The people around him started to make a fuss and some tried to stop the fight.

Jia Yifan was chatting with Jia's mother in the house when he heard the noise outside getting louder and louder. He couldn't help but go out with Jia's mother to take a look, and saw Jia Yitao hiding pitifully behind a few coachmen, and a group of people were pulling a middle-aged man.

It looked like they had started a quarrel.

Jia Yifan frowned and walked to the door.

There were several familiar faces mixed in the crowd. Jia Yifan reached out and pulled one person out and easily found out what had happened.

He had a look of disgust on his face.

"Jia Yifan! Jia Yifan is here!"

A few sharp-eyed people had already seen him, and immediately everyone around him looked at him.

The middle-aged man seemed to have expected this and rushed to Jia Yifan, "Jia boy! You must give me an explanation for what happened today!"

Jia Yifan quickly found the identity of this person from his long-forgotten memories.

Zhang Erzhu is a well-known rogue in the village who is lazy and likes to eat.

The family has a son in his twenties who, like him, likes to do some sneaky things from time to time.

"Uncle Zhang, I'll figure out what happened. Calm down."

He turned to look at Jia Yitao with a questioning look in his eyes.

Jia Yitao explained in a panic: "Brother, this Zhang Erzhu wanted his son to go to Jiangdu with you. I said his son was not suitable, so he got angry and wanted to fight..."

Zhang Erzhu snorted coldly and his arrogance subsided a little: "Oh, you weren't so polite just now. You clearly said that my son Si'er was a fool! The villagers heard it! Right?"

"Yup!"

"We all heard it!"

"That's right! That's what the girl from the Jia family said!"

When the people around heard Zhang Erzhu's words, they all echoed him.

Jia Yifan's face turned dark and he glared fiercely at Jia Yitao who was cowering beside him.

He knew in his heart that under normal circumstances, Zhang Erzhu would never be so serious. He just wanted to get some benefits from him.

Thinking of this, Jia Yifan became more confident, "Uncle Zhang, my sister's words may be a bit blunt, I'm sorry. But I really can't help you with your problem."

Zhang Erzhu's face turned ugly when he heard this. He shouted, "Jia Yifan, what's your attitude? Have you forgotten your roots since you came to the city? Don't even the villagers want to help you?"

Jia Yifan looked embarrassed: "Uncle Zhang, it's not that I don't want to help, I'm just a small official in Jiangdu, and I really can't do anything."

Hearing this, Zhang Erzhu's face darkened.

Seeing that Jia Yifan didn't seem to be lying, he knew that his plan might fail.

Tsk, when he saw Jia Yifan's behavior before, he thought he was a high-ranking official and wanted to make a fortune.

You don't have the ability but you pretend like this.

Zhang Erzhu felt contempt in his heart, but how could he be willing to give up just like that?

He rolled his eyes and said pretentiously: "You can't do what Si'er did, but your sister scolded my son before, you have to give an explanation!"

A hint of greed flashed in Zhang Erzhu's eyes, and he stared at Jia Yifan, as if he was afraid that Jia Yifan would run away in the blink of an eye.

People around were whispering and pointing at Jia Yifan.

Jia Yifan gave a stiff smile and said slowly, "Uncle Zhang, it was my sister who made a mistake. I asked her to apologize to you."

Jia Yitao lowered her head. Even though she was extremely reluctant, when she saw Jia Yifan's expression, she finally took small steps forward.

“Uncle Zhang…I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said such nonsense.”

Zhang Erzhu snorted coldly, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and the expression on his face clearly showed his disdain.

He glanced at Jia Yitao, then turned back and said to Jia Yifan, "Isn't it your responsibility to apologize?"

He paused, with a feeling of being unreasonable, "Besides apologizing, you should at least show some appreciation."

What Zhang Erzhu wants is almost written on his face, how could Jia Yifan not know?

He knew that if some blood didn't fall today, this matter would be difficult to resolve.

"Uncle Zhang, let's put it this way. These are all I brought back this time. Consider this my apology. I hope you don't mind." He pointed to the carriage next to him, took out a few boxes from it, and handed them to Zhang Erzhu.

Zhang Erzhu's eyes lit up as he looked at the box in front of him, which was decorated with satin and gold thread.

He rubbed his hands on his clothes and quickly took it.

"Okay, okay, why not?" Zhang Erzhu smiled so hard that the corners of his mouth widened. He looked at the boxes in his hand, then looked at the carriage over there, as if he wanted to see through the carriage to see what was inside.

"My dear nephew...I know you are the most promising one in the surrounding villages. I think this apology is still a little insufficient. How about..."

Jia Yifan interrupted Zhang Erzhu and said, "Uncle Zhang, these are my sincerity. If you still think it's not enough, then give it back to us."

When Zhang Erzhu heard this, the smile on his face froze. He knew that he couldn't go too far. After all, Jia Yifan had already given him a lot of benefits.

It was just that girl Jia Yitao who said something without thinking. It wasn't a big deal and he didn't lose any flesh.

He curled his lips in dismay, but still whispered unwillingly: "There are still so many, what's wrong with giving me some more..."

Seeing this, the people around started shouting.

"Come on, Zhang Erzhu, don't be so ungrateful after getting an advantage."

Someone echoed, "That's right, the Jia family kid is already generous enough, how much more do you want?"

"Your Zhang family is full of shameless things!"

Zhang Erzhu is indeed thick-skinned. Even though he was pointed at and criticized by the villagers around him, he remained calm.

But he also knew that he couldn't get anything good out of Jia Yifan.

"That's it, nephew. I think you are a sensible person. I will not pursue today's matter any further." Zhang Erzhu said, holding the boxes tightly in his hands, with a smug smile on his face.

Jia Yifan looked at Zhang Erzhu's shameless face, sneered in his heart, and did not intend to respond.

Zhang Erzhu seemed to have sensed Jia Yifan's coldness. He laughed dryly twice, turned around and left without saying anything else.

His back looked a little wretched, like a mouse that had just eaten, satisfied and cunning.

The people around him looked at him holding the gift boxes of various sizes, and watched him leave with envy.

Jia Yitao seemed to know that she had gotten into trouble, and she stood there in silence.

She has been most afraid of this brother since she was a child.

Others may think that her brother is handsome, gentle and polite, but she knows that her brother is a selfish and hypocritical person.

But so what?

Her brother has used this appearance since she was a child, which has brought her many benefits. Since she can live a better life, why should she expose it?

Grandmother Jia watched from the side, her hands on her hips, a ferocious expression on her face and eyes burning with rage.

Her voice was as shrill as a broken gong, echoing over the village. She pointed at Zhang Erzhu's receding back and spat fiercely.

"Shameless thing, you dare to complain here after taking the things!" Grandmother Jia roared, completely ignoring the eyes of the surrounding villagers, "You dare to bully my Jia family, I will make you pay for it!"

Jia's anger eventually spread to the people around her. She glared at the people surrounding the carriage and shouted, "What are you looking at? Even if you look any further, it's not yours!"

The people around were also shocked by what happened to Lady Jia.

"Who cares?"

"He's just a minor official, look how proud you are of him."

Although people around wanted to watch the fun, no one wanted to be pointed at and scolded by Grandmother Jia.

The whispers were mixed with dissatisfaction and contempt, but soon dispersed.

Even after seeing the crowd disperse, Jia's mother did not let them go and continued to curse Zhang Erzhu's family loudly at the door of her house, her words full of malice.

Perhaps Jia Yitao felt a little embarrassed, so she and Jia Yifan pulled Jia's grandmother into the room.

Several drivers watched the show, looked at each other, and hurried away after moving their things.

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"Mother~" Jia Yitao pulled Grandmother Jia's sleeve, "You are so embarrassing! How can I get married in the future?"

Grandmother Jia sat on a chair, opening the box on the table with shining eyes.

He said nonchalantly, "Your brother has become successful now. Who would want to live in this godforsaken place in the future?"

"We won't see each other anymore anyway, so I'll see who can take advantage of me!"

Grandmother Jia paused, pointed at Jia Yifan's head and said in dissatisfaction: "I won't live in this shabby house anymore. You gave so many things to that scoundrel Chen Erzhu. It's such a waste!"

As she spoke, Grandmother Jia's eyes were filled with heartache, as if that thing had taken her life.

Jia Yifan sat beside him, looking nonchalant, "It's not our money anyway, and those things are not worth much, so don't be so picky, mom."

Jia Yifan's current appearance was completely different from the way he was outside. On the contrary, he was leaning lazily in the chair and rolling his eyes.

Grandmother Jia was so disappointed that she muttered, as if she was afraid someone might hear her. "What do you know? Isn't it true that a little bit of money is enough? Besides, we don't know how much silver that little hoof has brought with her."

"Mom, don't worry. The little she brought is enough for us to spend for several lifetimes." Jia Yifan shook his legs and sneered with some disdain, "The bag of money she gave me yesterday is enough for us to use for several years."

He rolled his eyes and said, "She still has a lot of jewelry. I'll give it to Tao'er as a dowry."

Jia Yitao moved her ears, with an uncontrollable smile on her face, "Brother! I want her clothes too! I heard that people in Jiangdu use Shu embroidery to make clothes! One foot costs more than ten taels of silver, and there are gold threads on the clothes!"

Grandmother Jia smacked her lips and said, "Mother, rich people wear gold on their bodies!"

A gleam of greed flashed in her eyes, and she rubbed her hands, "Yifan, if it were me, you would just follow that little bitch back to Jiangdu, and you would have a job there."

Jia Yifan was sitting next to him, with a look of impatience on his face. "Mom, I told you, he is just a small official, he can't make any money. Besides, I am in Jiangdu, how can I get the money? It's better to hold the money in my own hands."

Grandmother Jia grabbed the things in the box with a smug smile on her face, "Humph! The things that little hoof brought will be ours sooner or later!"

There was a hint of desire in her eyes, and she looked at Jia Yifan with satisfaction.

She knew that her son was the most promising one.

She never thought that Zhang Cuilan would be able to live in a big house in the future, but it was a pity that her husband passed away early, so she couldn't enjoy this blessing.

Jia Yitao felt so excited when she heard this, as if she had put on a gorgeous dress and moved into a big house.

"Brother, when will she come to our place? I want to get some more clothes and jewelry~"

Before Jia Yifan could say anything, Grandmother Jia kicked him and said, "Go away, go cook and stop bothering your brother!"

Grandmother Jia's actions were rough, and Jia Yitao was kicked and staggered. She covered her leg, not daring to disobey Grandmother Jia's orders, and walked out of the room with reluctance.

After Jia Yitao left, Jia's mother came closer and asked, "Son, what happened to Bai Nian? Why didn't he come with you?"

She was a little worried, and at first she wrote to him saying that everything was fine and he would take her back with him.

When the coachman came, she was dazzled by the large and small bags in the carriage and had already forgotten about her.

Seeing Jia Yitao here, I didn't dare to ask.

"She is weak and has caught a cold. She said she wants to rest in town for a few days."

When Grandmother Jia heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief. She thought something had changed.

If this cooked duck flew away, she didn't know how heartbroken she would be.

"That's what mother said. Take that little bitch to the village and let her give birth to a son. When the time comes, she will be helpless. Let her son give you your surname. How can she not agree?"

Jia Yifan had a complicated look in his eyes. At that time in Jiangdu, Bai's father had approached him and the conditions for marrying into the family were very simple. All that was left was for the child to have the surname Bai.

It stands to reason that if a man marries into the woman's family, it is normal for the child to take the woman's surname, but how could Lady Jia agree to that?

This is tantamount to cutting off the Jia family's bloodline.