Farmers have children to raise

Chapter 423 Rejection
Lan Xiang came back from the outside and saw the people sitting by the stone table in the yard, she couldn't help but stop, she was stunned for a moment, and then walked towards the stone table, "Thank you, young master."

Xie Jiming, whose back was turned, seemed to be in deep thought. When he heard the voice, his back stiffened suddenly, "Oh, you're back."

Lan Xiang looked around, "Miss and uncle are not there?"

Xie Jiming coughed, "They said they went to Mr. Xunyang."

Lan Xiang said, "Then wait a moment, I'll make you a pot of tea."

"No need." Seeing that she was about to leave, Xie Jiming subconsciously grabbed her wrist, "I'm looking for you."

Lan Xiang's face seemed to turn red, and she laughed dryly, "Look for me? I can't make up my mind as a girl. If you're really in a hurry, I'll help you go to Mr. Xunyang to urge you."

"Only you can decide on this matter." Xie Jiming glanced at her and said firmly.

Lan Xiang paused for a while, lowered her eyes, and agreed.

"Sit." Xie Jiming said.

Lan Xiang's gaze stayed on the wrist he was holding.

Although Xie Jiming didn't want to let go, he also knew that this was too shameful, so he reluctantly let go.

After Lan Xiang sat down, she didn't speak, she stared at the pattern on the stone table, waiting for the other party to speak.

Xie Jiming changed from his usual playful look to a serious expression today, because he has something important to say.

Lan Xiang on the opposite side seemed to feel it too, her eyes were wandering, and her expression was always restless.

Xie Jiming was not as calm as he appeared, his nervous hands were sweating, don't look at his fearless aura of going forward in front of his ninth brother just now, but when it really came to the head, he faltered, mouth Zhang Zhang Zhang Zhang, just do not know how to speak.

Lan Xiang seemed to be unable to sit still, and made a gesture to get up.

When Xie Jiming saw it, he became anxious and hurriedly said, "My family urged me to get married."

"Young master is about the same age as my uncle. My uncle's second child is about to be born. How can the young master's family be in a hurry?" The person on the opposite side lowered his eyes slightly, his slender black eyelashes covered his eyes, Xie Jiming couldn't see The emotion in her eyes.

"I think so too, but the key is the person I want to marry, and she hasn't agreed yet." Xie Jiming decided to go all out, with a pang in his chest. Hearing his words about getting married, she still had that indifferent expression, It seems that you don't have him in your heart at all?

He stood up abruptly and stared at the woman condescendingly. He felt that only in this way could he have more confidence in what he said next.

He said, "Let's not go around those boring detours, you know what I'm thinking, and you know who I'm talking about, you're right, it's time for me to get married, I want to marry you... "

Lan Xiang looked up at him in shock.

Xie Jiming said very seriously, "It's not a concubine, nor is it Mrs. Ping or something like that, it's the wife who is being married by the Ming media and brought back in eight sedan chairs, and there are concubines and housekeeping that your lady is worried about. Not at all..."

Lan Xiang's eyes were a little dull.

Xie Jiming added, "As for my family members, don't worry, I will let them agree."

After Xie Jiming finished speaking, seeing that she hadn't spoken, her heart was as nervous as a cat scratching, and she urged anxiously, "If you agree, I will persuade my mother to ask a matchmaker to propose marriage when I go back..."

"I..." Lan Xiang looked blank.

Xie Jiming interrupted her, "Forget it, there is no rush at this moment, you should think about it, tomorrow I will be waiting at the restaurant that I often go to near Guijitang, if you think about it, go find me , I will always wait there."

After speaking, without waiting for the other party to speak, he turned and left.

After Xie Jiming left, Lan Xiang sat blankly.

She knew he was interested in her, but she didn't expect him to marry her?
Not a concubine's room, but a regular wife!

Still not a concubine?Such people don't take concubines?
Lan Xiang seemed to be hit by a thunderbolt, and her brain was in chaos. She felt that all this was like a dream, which was incredible.

In the Great Rong Dynasty, the Zhenrong Prince's Mansion had such ancestral precepts that they would not accept concubines. Who would not accept concubines with some status and wealth?Some people think that the more wives and concubines they have, the more face they have.

And the position of wife?It's not that she is inferior, but like those officials and officials who almost never marry a girl as their wife, they will be ridiculed, let alone the family of a scholarly family.

Lan Xiang entered the General's Mansion when she was very young. She was an orphan, and she didn't even remember what her parents looked like.

Entering the general's mansion and taking care of the young lady, the young lady at that time was not much better than her. Although she was a young lady, she had no shortage of food and clothing, but she had a vicious stepmother who was always ready to abuse her. How could she live a good life?
As the young lady's girl, her life is naturally even more difficult.

But they depended on each other, and they survived like this.

The fate of a girl is to be betrothed to someone when she reaches a certain age, either to a servant in the same mansion, or to be taken as a concubine by another master.

A girl, if told by a young and promising rich man to marry her, she would be flattered and unable to contain her excitement.

Naturally, Lan Xiang was no exception. When she came to her senses, her heart was pounding, wishing she could jump out of her chest.

She doesn't hate this person, she can even say she likes him.

The lady once said that it is not easy for a person to know what he wants, what he is good at, or to find his own position. For these, people who do not follow the trend, are not hindered by the world, and insist on themselves are even more commendable.

Mr. Xie is such a person. Since the young lady is not very in charge, she supervises many matters in the business, and has frequent contact with this person. From him, she has seen his amazing business talent. Being able to find a business opportunity by him, the lady said, cooperating with him, in fact, they are making money.

Although he doesn't have an official position, but with the name of a wealthy party and the status of the prince of the Taifu, he said that he wanted to get married, so the daughters of the capital didn't compete with each other?
But such a person, instead of marrying those distinguished ladies, wants to marry her, a girl and slave who has no father, no mother, and no background.

Could she not be excited and proud?

Those young ladies didn't compare her to a girl who was nothing?
Her blood flowed to her forehead, her head was hot, and her whole body was hot and wanted to practice a punch.

That man is my uncle's good brother, they know each other very well, and they are also funny. If she gets married, she will be with him, and they will live together day and night. She thinks that should be happiness.

She did go to the school grounds, punched and kicked, and sweated all over. When the sweat dried up, she gradually calmed down, thinking of the identity of the other day.

The next day, Xie Jiming pushed everything away. Early in the morning, after dinner, he led a servant to the agreed restaurant.

Seeing that he was an acquaintance, the shopkeeper of the restaurant came out with a smile on his face, "Thank you, sir, for coming to the shop so early? Do you want to eat, or..."

Xie Jiming took a folding fan and patted the shopkeeper on the shoulder, "Look at what you said, what do you have for breakfast in the morning? I'll wait for someone, find me a seat in the hall where I can see the door, just serve a pot of tea .”

They were all acquaintances, and the shopkeeper didn't ask him why he didn't go to the teahouse if he didn't eat. Instead, he led the people to the place and greeted the waiter to serve good tea.

When Xie Jiming saw this position, he was very satisfied. It has an excellent view. As long as someone comes in from the door, it is clear at a glance. It couldn't be clearer.

After serving the tea, the shopkeeper asked flatteringly, "Who is the young master asking for? If someone comes, I will bring you here directly."

Xie Jiming shook his head, "No need."

The shopkeeper went down, Xie Jiming straightened the carefully selected clothes, sat upright, picked up the teacup, and looked in the direction of the door without blinking.

From morning to noon, the guests in the restaurant came and went and dialed countless times, but Xie Jiming still didn't find anyone to wait for.

His mood was not as good as in the morning, but he thought, maybe he came early, of course, he was too nervous yesterday, and didn't say the specific time. She has a lot of things to do every day, and she may not come here until she is done. , he can still afford to wait at this point of time.

But he wouldn't believe that she would refuse. It was impossible for her reaction yesterday to be without him at all.

He made it so clear that he almost said that if she doesn't come, he will marry someone else. This is the last chance. As long as she has herself in her heart, she will definitely come, Xie Jiming thought firmly.

But this kind of firmness has been shaken bit by bit with the passage of time.

The guests for dinner gradually came, but the person still disappeared.

The servant looked at the master's darkening face, and scratched his head in annoyance. The servant knew that the people the master was waiting for were very important, but they had been in the store for a whole day, and they still hadn't come, so they couldn't come. Then he said, "Young Master, why don't we go back first? The man must have been caught by something. If he wanted to come, he should have come long ago."

Unknown that those words ignited the fire, Xie Jiming glared at him viciously, "If you want to go back, get out."

The little servant was so frightened that he shrank his head and didn't dare to speak again.

Xie Jiming looked at the door, his eyes were bloodshot, his hand holding the fan was throbbing with veins.

The dinner guests were all gone, the staff were cleaning up, the empty restaurant, only Xie Jiming's table was left.

The shopkeeper, who was watching his words and expressions, had already guessed that Mr. Xie and the others were not above average business people. This black face of being rejected, no matter how you look at it, it looks like he was rejected.

Although I know it's not appropriate to drive people away at this time, but it will open tomorrow, so I have to rest, "Thank you, Mr., the shop is closed, look..."

Without further ado, Xie Jiming got up and left. The servant hurriedly put down the money and chased him out.

The boy thought it was time to go home now, but when he went out to see, his son was standing next to the restaurant, as if angry, he stopped there and did not move.

After being reprimanded once, the boy didn't dare to say anything, so he had to stand by him, resenting the person who made the young master wait for a day and didn't show up.

Darkness had already enveloped the earth, and the sky was pitch-black. A few flashes of lightning flashed, followed by thunder, and then huge raindrops fell down.

The clothes of both the master and the servant were soaked, and the servant persuaded the stubborn master, "My lord, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, let's go back, the master and wife will beat me to death if I get gonorrhea..."

Xie Jiming remained indifferent, staring unrelentingly at the dark void in front of him, as if unwilling to admit all this.

The thunder became louder and louder, and the raindrops became denser and denser. In a blink of an eye, it turned into a torrential rain, pouring down.

Under the rain, the young man tried his best to persuade him, but his young master let the rain pour down and stared at a certain place stubbornly.

There were already no pedestrians on the road, but at the entrance of an alley at a corner stood a girl holding an oil-paper umbrella, staring blankly at the people in the rain.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it hit him like hailstones. The young man pulled his son desperately, and finally both of them fell into the muddy water.

Xie Jiming looked at the rain line, slapped the rainwater, and roared, "You will regret it."

The people left, but the girl with the umbrella stood in the rain without moving for a long time.

(End of this chapter)