The Blessed Beauty Returns with a Dimension

The old lady immediately became enthusiastic, pondering in her heart, her son was about to get married.

But the wedding needs to be a bit more presentable.

Even if they're not inviting people to the banquet, they still have to prepare something.

They couldn't let the new bride enter the house and have the people from her family munching on cornbread like them.

But wanting to prepare something, it's not that easy.

Last year, they just suffered a snow disaster, which had already reduced the harvest quite a bit.

Plus, this year's harvest was also just average, not considered a big harvest, covering last year's debt with part of it meant there's basically not much grain left this year.

The family was already living hand to mouth, pinching pennies.

Even so, they're worried they might not make it to the beginning of spring next year.

Marrying a wife now is indeed putting them in a difficult position, but the girl's family said they'd manage with whatever resources they had.

As a mother-in-law, she at least has to manage to make it look decent, even for the sake of face.

Just worrying about this, unexpectedly, a girl showed up at her doorstep.

And their family still had some preserved foods left.

This matter mustn't be known by those women in the village, otherwise, how could she have anything?

Looking at the bag on the girl's bike rack, it seemed to hold quite a bit.

It's just not known what kind of grain it carried.

The fabric of the girl's clothes was clearly of good quality, and she could ride a bicycle, it's easy to guess she's one of those educated youth from the front brigades.

Only educated youth from the city could manage to ride a bike and wear such good quality clothes.

And the grain distributed to the educated youth was different from theirs; the youth grew rice and white flour.

The distribution was likewise, a little better than their situation.

The old lady reckoned that the bag at the back either contained rice or white flour.

Even if it wasn't white flour, rice would do, steaming a pot of rice for the girl's family.

It would be considered quite grand, a very respectable feast.

Seeing Jiang Xiaoxiao's expression, she couldn't help but become much gentler.

"Ma'am, I see by your looks that your family is arranging a happy occasion."

Jiang Xiaoxiao casually said.

This very old lady was once her mother-in-law.

Honestly, this mother-in-law was good in every other way, considered kind to people too.

But she was just superstitious.

This kind of feudal superstition won't ever be changed.

During the movement for change, she got scared of such things, so even though she didn't show it outside, she still believed in it deeply at home.

She secretly burned incense and prayed to Buddha behind people's backs.

Now, marrying a daughter-in-law, she specially sought someone to calculate the fortune, agreed only after ensuring the birthdates matched in harmony.

It's precisely because of the old lady's superstition that her former husband's wife, Li Fengxian, had a first daughter, born on an inauspicious day, the 15th of the lunar July.

In the old lady's heart, this was considered an unlucky day, feeling a hundred times uneasy, she even had someone tell her fortune, she was told this granddaughter would be a scourge to their family.

A scourge to her parents, destined to ruin and annihilate the family.

So during the puerperium, they were restless, insisting on giving away this granddaughter.

Li Fengxian was left with lasting illness because of this during her postpartum period.

Though she desperately saved her daughter, the lasting illness weakened her body.

Later, she had a second and third child.

Unfortunately, not long after the eldest was born, the old man passed away, and due to the eldest granddaughter, the old lady harbored even more resentment over this.

After another calculation, not even the second and third children were compatible with the family, so despite being grandsons, they never gained the old lady's favor, and the whole family was essentially exiled.

No matter how capable the former husband was, he was just one man, Li Fengxian was too frail to work in the fields, the family's life was tough, and the children were all skin and bones from hunger.

Li Fengxian was completely worn out by this life and eventually passed away early.

And it was all because of the trouble stirred up by the old lady's superstitions.

If she hadn't made a fuss, the days wouldn't have been as hard as they were, and her son wouldn't have been left without a wife.

To get the old lady's trust, naturally, she must appeal to the old lady's preferences.

The old lady was startled, then overjoyed.

She hurriedly lifted the curtain and went into the courtyard, looked outside, locked the courtyard gate, and then locked the door again inside the house.