Chapter 2 — Old Love Like Flying Clouds

I looked towards Lang Thanh Thanh. She wasn't drunk yet, so why didn't she stop her? 3 She still looked aggrieved, her eyes were red: "Please don't blame me, I'm just a weak woman, living off my husband's breath, how can I persuade him?" "Who can be like my sister, with the destiny of a prosperous husband and son, not worthy of anyone mentioning it." "Sister has a lot of work to do, so it's okay to go to a party. You can't let your husband lose face in front of his peers." Lang Thanh Thanh had tears in her eyes, her words were as soft as brocade, hiding a knife in them. I'm so stupid, I still have false hope for her. I just left, isn't she the main wife? The matchmaker urged: "Is it all clear? The Du family is still waiting for the lady to come and celebrate." Lang Thanh Thanh reminded: "That's right, any longer, people really won't survive." In fact, this matter is easy to handle, I can pay my own ransom. But Ta Van Khoat signed the contract, if he broke it, he had to pay three times the amount of silver. More than a hundred taels. Lady Ta's shrill scream almost toppled the roof. "This girl, she's worth so much money, she can't be redeemed!" Lang Thanh Thanh covered her mouth with her hand and smiled softly. I lowered my head to look at the faded white robe that had been washed until the edges were frayed, and there were still stains of the medicine that had sprung up when preparing the medicine for Ta Van Khoat. Also good. After all, in Ta Palace, I am just a slave. Where is work? In just a week's time, I finished packing my luggage. As soon as she reached the door, Lang Thanh Thanh immediately pulled Mrs. Ta's sleeve and said softly: "When my sister was sold here, she didn't bring anything with her... don't let her bring anything out and cause trouble." Lady Ta's eyes flashed, then she raised her voice and shouted: "Search! Search carefully!" Having finished speaking, he led two women and rushed forward, their hands and feet rudely searched me from top to bottom. When I yanked the brooch down, it hurt so much that tears welled up in my eyes. In the end, I only found a few scraps of silver and two old clothes. "This is the Ta family's belongings, you cannot take it away." Even the matchmaker couldn't help but show pity. I left the palace gate empty-handed and looked back. In the flower hall, Ta Van Khoat was still drunk lying on the soft tower, arms and legs scattered, sleeping very soundly. 4 The matchmaker took me to the Du family's mansion. I raised my head and looked at this two-room small courtyard. The white flag was hung, filled with sadness. Lady Luc saw the joy of her daughter being brought here. She couldn't hide her joy, wiped her tears, and came forward to hold my hand. “Miss, I feel sorry for you.” “My child now… sigh, let God decide, no matter what the outcome is, I don't blame you.” She seems like a kind-hearted person. But I curled my lips slightly. If you say such nice words, aren't you afraid that I will run away? It's the same with Mrs. Ta, every time Ta Van Khoat hates me, her words are not pleasant to hear, she smiles and says a few comforting words: "Van Khoat has been weak since childhood, not like ordinary people, please give in to him." "He's still young, he doesn't understand you yet. When he grows up, he will naturally understand your feelings." I have soft ears, so I'm always fooled. This time, no more. In the new room, we met the groom. He closed his eyes and lay on the bed, his face white to almost transparent, the bandage on his head still soaked in blood. Lady Du sadly wiped her tears: "Nian Nhi was going to the library when something happened, she was kicked from somewhere. hit my head, bleeding profusely, it's been a month and I still haven't woken up, the doctor said it's only a few more days..." My chest suddenly tightened. I suddenly remembered a few days ago Ta Van Khoat skipped school, went to the mountain for a spring break, and even threw a stone down the mountain, almost hitting me. When he told me, his face was strange, I didn't ask much. Could it be... that he hit Du Huu Nien again? I laughed bitterly, my throat choked. Over the years, how many dishes have I cleaned for him? chaos, in the end I still have to clean up this last mess. Maybe my "husband" destiny is really effective, or maybe Du Huu Nien's life is not over yet. On the third day after the wedding, Du Huu Nien woke up. When I was wringing a towel to wipe his face, I lowered my head and met those dim but clear eyes As a fellow student, I often brought meals to the library. You once saw me crying with joy. As soon as I was about to speak, I quickly interrupted, bowed my head and said: "The slave Bach Lo, she bought me to serve you." I gently pulled Mrs. Du's sleeve. Although she didn't understand clearly, she nodded slightly. Du Huu Nien has woken up, this hurdle can be considered passed. It is said that he is a good reader, has passed the test, and is not a commoner. Such a person, what will his soulmate lack in the future? If I knew that I was caught up in a quarrel with a lady like me who is five years older than me, I don't know how angry I would be. I'd rather just be a slave. Being a slave will not be criticized for being old or ugly. Du Huu Nien frowned slightly, his white lips moved, and finally whispered: "...Thank you for your hard work, miss." Luckily, not many people knew about the conflict, so I told Mrs. Du to keep it a secret from you. She held my hand and shed tears: "This... makes you suffer..." But I was stubborn and still firmly maintained my opinion. Lady Yu was not reluctant. "Good child, you are our family's benefactor. From now on, you will be my biological daughter!" 5 Of course I do not dare to consider myself a master. It wasn't quite dawn yet, I woke up from the darkness. The Du family is not like the Ta family, in order to buy me for a wedding, they almost used up all their assets, so they cannot support useless people. Chopping firewood, carrying water, kneading dough, soon the small furnace had prepared medicine, and in the steaming basket was smooth white mandau cake. After finishing everything, it was still not morning. I pushed the door into Du Huu Nien's room, wringing a towel and preparing to dry his body when he woke up again. The teenager quickly pulled the blanket up to his chin, his pale face suddenly turning red.