Xiang Erbao muttered, "I think that girl is pretty good."

"What do you know? Just having a good-looking face, is it useless? Only good-fitting can one be good at body and stomach." Shaking his head to the eldest lady, "Luo Cheng, this stupid boy, has a bad attitude." He warned his son again, "Don't like this kind of girl, our family can't afford to marry."

"Mom, I'm only fourteen years old!"

"It's not too young. Your brother started chasing girls when he was as old as you. When will you come back after chasing a girl for me?"

“…”

...

Just when he was mocking the eldest lady that Li Jiaoni was too thin and too thin to give birth to a child, Li Jiaoni had already walked back to Luo Cheng's house.

After hearing the conversation between the two women, she had made a decision in her mind. After putting down the needle and thread, she immediately walked to the kitchen and said to Luo Cheng, "Brother Luo, I have something to discuss with you."

She stared at Luo Cheng with a serious expression.

Luo Cheng was surprised. He put down the axe in his hand, raised his sleeve and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "What's the matter?"

"Marry me."

Luo Cheng: "..." He suspected that he had heard it wrong and asked again, "What did you say?"

"I said, you - marry me!" Li Jiaoniang said word by word.

Luo Cheng lifted up the axe again and chopped the firewood, "Don't make trouble."

Li Jiaoni, "..." Hey, brother, people say you are a silly boy, this is true. Facing such a beautiful person as me, are you indifferent?

"You can chop it later." Li Jiaoniang stepped forward and pressed the axe.

Luo Cheng sighed in his heart, and had to stop and said, "I know you were worried that I would drive you away, so I said that, but don't worry, I won't drive you away until you find a home, so you can live with peace of mind."

What does he mean?

Li Jiaoniang dragged a small tree stump, tilted her body and sat down, "It's not because of this, it's something else." She looked up at him with a serious look on her face, "This dynasty law, if a woman doesn't marry for 17 years, a man doesn't marry for 20 years, he will be fined 100 stagnant silver and 100 sticks. In addition, the tax burden of the three relatives in the past was three layers, but is this a matter? Are you twenty years old this year?"

Luo Cheng's expression became dark, "I will be punished or not, it has nothing to do with you."

Li Jiao Niang fell, silly!

Brother, you are my financial backer, I am holding my big leg. If something happens to you, I will be affected too. Where can I settle down?

Li Jiaoniang sighed with a sad expression, "I am almost seventeen... No one has married yet..."

Luo Cheng's eyes moved slightly, "Are you almost seventeen?"

Li Jiao Niang nodded sadly, "Yeah." Hahaha, of course I lied to you. This girl is fifteen and a half years old, but her appearance is similar to that of fifteen and seventeen.

Just be able to deceive you.

Seeing that Luo Cheng didn't speak for a long time, Li Jiaoni asked again, "If you don't marry Yinhua, do you have another lover in your heart?"

Luo Cheng immediately shook his head, "No."

"Then why don't you want to marry me? Am I ugly?" Li Jiaoniang looked up and blinked her big apricot kernel eyes sadly. Her long eyelashes were like butterfly wings, flapping them one by one.

She is slim, has very white skin, like mutton fat, and looks as beautiful as a fairy.

Luo Cheng's ears turned red, and he quickly staggered his eyes, "I will feel sorry for you."

Ah, the tone eased. Li Jiaoniang rubbed her eyes, her heart was happy, but her expression became even more sad. "It's better to be beaten with a hundred sticks than to be beaten with a hundred sticks. Not to mention a hundred sticks, ten sticks can tell me to see the King of Hell."

Damn feudal society has no human rights! If you don’t get married, you will have to be fined and beaten?

It’s better to be a new society. If you want to get married, you will get married, and if you want to be single, you will be single.

Luo Cheng looked at her and his heart gradually became softer. How could he need ten sticks? Three sticks could make her vomit blood and die.
Chapter completed!