CHAPTER 132: CHAPTER 132: ENTANGLED WITH HER JUST BECAUSE SHE’S PRETTY?

Zhao Xiaohua cautiously looked at Meng Yao, feeling a little anxious in her heart. Would her mother think she’s a troublemaker?

Would she be angry?

If she gets angry, how would she cheer her up?

Damn it, it’s all Han Muchi’s fault. Why is he sticking to her like a plaster and can’t be shaken off? Why is he so insistent on her? Yes, she admitted it, she does look quite good after slimming down, that’s a fact that can’t be changed.

But can Han Muchi, a scholar, not be so superficial? Just because she looks good, he’s pestering her endlessly? There are plenty more beautiful people in the world; does he like every pretty person he sees?

Pah pah pah.

"Mom, I was thinking, the village chief uncle should be coming soon..." Zhao Xiaohua twisted her clothes, "Or maybe I should go to the Han family to apologize to Madam Han? If it doesn’t work, Han Muchi is interested in me; should you agree to this marriage? Han Muchi isn’t lying; many people fancy him. To be honest, I, a little country girl, am reaching above my station!"

After saying this, Zhao Xiaohua stared at Meng Yao without blinking.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Meng Yao glared at her. Seeing Zhao Xiaohua’s cunning eyes, she understood; this little girl was playing her.

Meng Yao pursed her lips. Is she someone who can be easily tricked?

"The reason I initially disagreed with this marriage was that I felt our families were not of equal status. Although the Han family is living in the village now, it’s obvious it’s only temporary. When they leave the village someday, if something happens, I can’t help you, and you’d suffer grievances in their house. Additionally, I’m worried he might just have a fleeting fancy, thinking you’re different from the ladies in the Capital City, so he got intrigued. But now it seems Han Muchi is genuinely sincere about you." Meng Yao said slowly, "In that case, in the future, he’ll definitely cherish you. So, this marriage can be agreed to."

Meng Yao spoke earnestly and emotionally.

Zhao Xiaohua was dumbfounded.

She opened her mouth but couldn’t speak.

Anxiously, tears welled up in her eyes.

It’s not that she didn’t like Han Muchi; even if she did, with Madam Han as her mother-in-law, could she live a good life?

"Mom mom mom." Zhao Xiaohua called out to Meng Yao in an agitated tone.

"You, child, even if I agreed, there’s no need to be so excited, right?" Meng Yao continued to act.

Zhao Xiaohua: I’m scared, okay?

"No, mom, what I just said was the opposite. I said it on purpose because I was afraid you’d be mad at me for causing trouble. Whether Han Muchi is good or not, what does that have to do with me? I’ve never wanted to reach above my station with them! Besides, you said I have a talent for medicine. In the future, I’ll definitely achieve something. Who’s reaching above their station isn’t certain yet! Please don’t agree, don’t agree, and keep rejecting it steadfastly like before!" Zhao Xiaohua half pleaded and half coquettishly held Meng Yao’s arm.

"Trying to outsmart me?" Meng Yao raised her eyebrows.

"I was being clever." Zhao Xiaohua was a bit embarrassed.

"Will you dare to do it again in the future?" Meng Yao asked.

"I won’t, I won’t. From now on, in front of mom, I promise to say one thing as it is." Zhao Xiaohua had a flattering look.

"I’m your mom. Even if you did something wrong, would I really let you be on your own just because I’m angry?" Meng Yao began to lecture, "If something’s truly wrong and punishment is needed, I won’t go easy on you. If there’s no mistake, I won’t make you bear unfounded blame for any reason."

This time Zhao Xiaohua truly cried, moved to tears.

Meng Yao continued to be sentimental, "Mom will always be your strong support. Whatever you want to do, just go and do it. If you don’t want to do something, with mom here, no one can force you."

"Mom!" Zhao Xiaohua sniffed, her voice muffled.

Meng Yao almost wanted to applaud herself.

With this acting skill, she might even win an award if she joined the entertainment industry?

Of course, when she truly accepted these children, she already had these thoughts.

As a mother, protecting her children is an instinct.

Zi’an witnessed the friendly interaction between Meng Yao and Zhao Xiaohua the entire time. Although he was still young, he was precociously wise.

"Sister Xiaohua, you don’t have to worry. I’ll also be your backstage support. And my father! He’s the County Magistrate, with him around, no one can bully you." Zi’an, with a little grown-up demeanor, pounded his chest assertively.

"Good, Brother An, Sister didn’t spoil you for nothing." Zhao Xiaohua pinched Zi’an’s tender cheek.

"Brother An, you shouldn’t keep talking about your father being the County Magistrate. Your father is the magistrate because of his abilities, not yours. Isn’t it shameless to use your father’s achievements to boast?" Meng Yao quickly said.

They couldn’t let this kid have such an understanding. Words spoken innocently in childhood might not matter, but saying such things too often could cause trouble for Ren Zhong.

Just these three words, shameless, made Zi’an feel embarrassed.

Auntie was right; it wasn’t his greatness because his father was great.

"Sister Xiaohua, wait for me. I will study hard and practice martial arts. When I grow up to be the Mighty General, I’ll protect you. By then, no one will dare bully you!" Zi’an said, pounding his chest again.

"But what if someone bullies me now?" Zhao Xiaohua teased him.

Zi’an’s handsome eyebrows furrowed, and his small face was full of consternation.

"Well, Sister Xiaohua might have to endure being bullied for now? I’ll remember who bullied you, and when I’m strong enough, I’ll get back at them for you." Zi’an said in a consulting tone.

Zhao Xiaohua was amused and distressed, "What should I do if I don’t want to be bullied?"

"Then Sister Xiaohua also has to work hard. When she’s strong enough, no one will dare bully her," Zi’an said seriously.

Sound reasoning, no flaw in that logic.

"You little rascal." Zhao Xiaohua tapped Zi’an’s nose.

"Auntie, am I right?" Zi’an asked Meng Yao.

"Yes, yes, Brother An is absolutely right. However, earlier, auntie said you couldn’t use your father’s achievements as your own. But if someone did bully you, remember not to bear it alone. You should tell your father or me, understood?" Meng Yao petted Zi’an’s little head, "It’s up to your father and me to protect you."

"I understand, I shouldn’t bully others by relying on power. But if bullied, I can seek help." Zi’an tilted his head for a moment before nodding affirmatively.

"Brother An is really smart; that’s exactly it." Meng Yao praised.

"So, Sister Xiaohua, if you are bullied, don’t just wait for Brother An to grow up. You can look for Auntie, my father, or my cousins," Zi’an seriously instructed Zhao Xiaohua.

"Alright, alright, I’ll listen to you," Zhao Xiaohua replied with a smile, "You little clever boy, there’s nothing you don’t understand."

Meng Yao smiled as she watched them.

"Dajiang, has your mother returned?" the village chief’s voice came from outside.

He’s here.

Zhao Xiaohua glanced at Meng Yao.

Meng Yao straightened her clothes and stood up, slowly walking outside without haste.