Chapter 6: Giving Betrothal Gifts and the Marriage Certificate?

A Esposa dos Anos 70 é Meiga e Suave: O Militar Durão Não Resiste Pequeno obcecado por dinheiro! 2772 words 2026-08-04 03:48:48

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Ye Wan really didn’t resemble her own sister! Not in the slightest! You have to understand, it was the first time she had ever seen her mother put in her place. Someone so fierce had finally met her match! She was left speechless and nearly fainted. For some reason, Ye Wan felt strangely happy inside. She was glad her mother had encountered a tough opponent, glad that her sister’s daughter was so formidable. From now on, no one would dare bully her. That was very good! Perhaps her sister could finally rest in peace, knowing at least her daughter would not follow the same tragic path.

Back then, Ye Wan’s father had almost failed to marry her sister because their mother demanded an exorbitant bride price. Fortunately, her father managed to gather the sum; otherwise, her sister might have been sold to someone else. But her sister was an unfortunate soul.

“Let’s go, let’s go!” The old hag was so furious she could barely breathe, not wanting to stay a moment longer.

Only then did the two leave. But the young man who had seen Ye Wan did not leave.

“Are you not going? Should I chase you away with a broom?” Ye Wan said fiercely.

“No, let me introduce myself first. My name is Zhao Dezhi!” After saying that, the young man laughed and quickly ran off.

“Crazy!” Ye Wan scoffed. “I don’t care if your name is Zhao Dezhi or Zhao Dezhu, just don’t bother me!”

She was utterly speechless.

Ye Wan immediately bolted the gate.

“Grandpa, it’s okay now. They’ve left. No one dares to bully us anymore!” Ye Wan said.

Indeed! She was no longer the original person who only knew how to eat and gain weight. She had become formidable. Therefore, she would not let anyone push them around.

Ye Cheng looked at his granddaughter, tears glimmering in his eyes. He felt so useless. He should have been the one protecting her, yet he could do nothing. That feeling of helplessness was truly unbearable. He felt guilty—truly guilty—that his granddaughter had to stand before him, handling these messes. Such a small figure should not have to bear such burdens.

“Child, it is grandpa who has failed you, allowing you to suffer these hardships and endure such trials,” Ye Cheng said, full of self-reproach.

Yes, why did this child’s life have to be so bitter and full of obstacles? Sigh.

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“It’s alright, Grandpa. I’m strong. Very strong,” Ye Wan said.

Yes, these things could not break her.

She moved to Ye Cheng’s side, ready to help him into the room. But just then, the gate was knocked again!

Ye Wan froze, her expression darkening. Damn it! Could it be they hadn’t given up and had come back? It was infuriating! She had just scolded them so harshly, and yet they returned!

Ye Cheng was also stunned and looked displeased, his eyes filled with sharp intent. They truly wouldn’t take no for an answer.

“Grandpa, wait here. I’ll see who it is!” Ye Wan said, then quickly ran to the door.

She roughly pulled off the latch and opened the gate.

“You really have no shame…” Ye Wan started angrily, but when she saw who had come, she froze.

It was…

She…

“Village Chief, Captain, I’m sorry. I got angry earlier and didn’t recognize you. Please don’t take it personally. I really didn’t mean to insult you!” Ye Wan immediately apologized.

Well, it wasn’t that old hag after all! It seemed they really had left! Good riddance! No more trouble, no more eye strain.

But what were the village chief and captain doing here? Behind them was a pickup truck loaded with something covered by a red cloth.

What was going on? This was truly strange. What kind of day was it, with so many people coming to her home?

Ye Wan was utterly puzzled.

“Haha, no worries. We’re here on good business today. Won’t you let us in to talk?” the captain said with a broad smile.

“Yes, something very good indeed!” the village chief added cheerfully.

Both of them smiled brightly.

Ye Wan narrowed her eyes. Their words sounded so familiar, as if she had heard them recently, just not long ago.

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Wait! Wasn’t that exactly what the so-called aunt and old hag had been saying earlier? My goodness!

What was this all about? This plump, dark-skinned village girl of hers… It couldn’t be!

“Village Chief, Captain, you’re not here to play matchmaker, are you? I already have a boyfriend! I don’t need anyone setting me up, really!” Ye Wan said, wary they might try to arrange something for her again.

She was truly fed up! It was as if she had won the lottery, yet everyone wanted to set her up. When did her love life become so lively?

At that moment, Ye Cheng also approached.

He faced the village chief and captain and said, “Yes, he is my comrade’s grandson—a fine young man. So, you’ve come all this way for nothing.”

No matter what, it was better to refuse first. Besides, his granddaughter was already engaged to that brat, so she couldn’t marry anyone else.

“You’re talking about Sheng Jingchen from the Sheng family, right?” the captain smiled.

Ye Cheng and Ye Wan exchanged glances, both surprised. Did that mean they knew him?

“That’s right. Sheng Jingchen is my boyfriend,” Ye Wan nodded.

“Well then, we’ve come to help with his betrothal gifts!” the captain said.

“That young man has a mission, but we’ve already taken care of your marriage certificate. All you need to do is take pictures and stick them on it. These gifts are all according to tradition!” the captain explained with a smile.

“Really? It was Sheng Jingchen who sent you?” Ye Cheng asked, disbelief clear on his face.

“Of course!” the captain laughed.

Both he and the village chief knew Ye Cheng and had met his granddaughter before. But they were surprised at how robust and bright-eyed this girl had become. When someone asked him to handle this matter, he was shocked but, as a mere captain, dared not question orders. He simply followed them.

Once the job was done, that was enough.

“Of course. Let’s go inside and talk. The things in this truck are for Ye Wan’s child. See, open the door so we can carry them in,” the captain said.

“Yes, let’s go in and talk,” the village chief agreed.

The village was poor, so the arrival of a pickup truck drew a crowd. People gathered, whispering and casting envious glances at Ye Wan.

Of course, many had overheard the earlier conversation.

Wow! Ye Wan had silently gotten married—military marriage, no less!