Chapter 3

She actually already knew her situation.

Madam Zhang wanted her to marry Wu Dalang, so that Lord Zhang could give up on her.

Pan Jinlian had fantasized that her future husband would be a young man with decent morals, appearance, and talent.

But looking at Wu Dalang in front of her, he was completely the opposite of what she had imagined.

At this moment, Madam Zhang smiled and said, "Wu Da, you're home. It's good, I have something to talk to you about."

"Please speak, Madam Zhang. I'll do whatever I can," Chen Feng nodded.

Madam Zhang smiled and said, "It's not difficult. I have a good thing for you. By the way, is this house yours?"

"Yes, Madam, this is my own house!"

Chen Feng replied.

"Hmm!" Madam Zhang nodded, looking around. Although it was a bit dilapidated, the area wasn't small.

Actually, Wu Dalang's family conditions weren't bad. They had a house in the city that could be used as a shop, and Wu Dalang had a skill. Although he wouldn't become rich, he wouldn't be poor either. His conditions were better than many people's.

But it was his appearance and height...

It was precisely because of his appearance and height that Madam Zhang thought this was a better choice.

"Jinlian, what do you think of this family? They have a house in the city, and he has a skill to support the family. He is honest and simple. You won't go wrong with him!"

Madam Zhang smiled insincerely. In fact, she just wanted to get rid of Pan Jinlian. Living with Wu Dalang would probably be like living through years of hardship.

Madam Zhang didn't beat around the bush and said directly, "Wu Da, you should know my intention by now. Pan Jinlian is my maid. If you have no objections, I plan to marry her to you!"

Although he had expected it, when Madam Zhang spoke, he looked at Pan Jinlian again. To be honest, the plot of being poisoned in the future made Chen Feng uneasy.

"Madam Zhang, you're joking. Your maid is so beautiful, and I'm just a rough man..."

Before Chen Feng could finish, Madam Zhang interrupted, "What's wrong with being a rough man? Wu Da, just listen to me! Don't say such useless things. This is my Zhang family's maid, and I'm giving her to you. Just take her, don't worry about the rest." Madam Zhang shook her head, "You're not young anymore. I also think you're honest and decent, so I want to find Jinlian a good family. I've decided on this matter!"

Madam Zhang spoke as if she was doing a favor for both of them, but her tone was very decisive.

"..."

Chen Feng glanced at Pan Jinlian again. Pan Jinlian was looking at Chen Feng, and when she met his gaze, she felt uncomfortable.

Because Chen Feng was too ugly!

Perhaps because she was going to marry Chen Feng, her disgust was particularly strong.

[Disgust from Pan Jinlian +3]

This... Chen Feng was a bit speechless upon receiving the information.

His appearance and height weren't good, and most people wouldn't have a strong emotional reaction when they saw him.

At most, they would think he was a bit peculiar. But since Pan Jinlian was going to marry him, her emotions were particularly high.

This made Chen Feng feel a bit unexpectedly lucky. If Pan Jinlian hated him every day, wouldn't he get emotional points every day at home?

However, thinking about Pan Jinlian poisoning Wu Dalang, Chen Feng was indeed a bit resistant.

After all, who would want to be poisoned?

Although Chen Feng knew the plot, he was still cautious.

Chen Feng was about to say something, but Madam Zhang said, "From now on, she's your woman!"

"Madam..."

"Enough!" Madam Zhang said in a matchmaker's tone, "I'll arrange the wedding for you tomorrow. Just wait for your bride! I've already prepared the dowry for Jinlian! Also, after Pan Jinlian marries you, you need to move out of Qinghe County to Yanggu County. Everything is arranged."

Madam Zhang left after saying this.

To Yanggu County? Wouldn't that mean encountering Ximen Qing?

Chen Feng was a bit conflicted. If he refused, he was a man, but if he accepted, he would face subsequent troubles.

Madam Zhang had already left.

However... thinking about it, if he refused, Madam Zhang wouldn't give up.

Having a beautiful wife from birth was an irresistible good thing...

Chen Feng sighed.

The plot of getting married couldn't be avoided.

The next day came.

Madam Zhang indeed helped Chen Feng with the wedding, and the ceremony wasn't very complicated.

"Sigh, what kind of world is this? Such a beautiful woman marrying a short and ugly man like Wu Dalang, it's rare in history!"

"Truly a strange story, Wu Dalang's life is worth it!"

"Pity, the Zhang family maid Pan Jinlian will probably have a hard time. Who would she follow if not Wu Dalang? If I were a woman, I wouldn't be able to bear it either!"

"Regardless of Pan Jinlian, Wu Dalang is still fortunate!"

"You'll see, these two won't last long. They're not a match, Pan Jinlian won't be content marrying Wu Dalang!"... The neighbors were discussing, and the scene was very lively.

The neighbors who knew about this were all sighing.

Some men's eyes turned red. After all, Pan Jinlian, whether in appearance, figure, or age, was in her prime. Moreover, Pan Jinlian was indeed very beautiful, with an oval face, a small red mouth, and very fair skin.

Many men also sighed, wishing they had such luck...

Thus, after Pan Jinlian and Chen Feng got married, they moved out of Qinghe County to Yanggu County the next day.

Madam Zhang had already prepared a house in Yanggu County.

They moved into their new home.

Chen Feng couldn't help but admire Madam Zhang's efficiency. To get rid of the threat of Pan Jinlian, she had made all the preparations long ago.

In the evening.

Pan Jinlian slept upstairs.

Chen Feng slept in a small room next to the upstairs.

Every time Chen Feng went upstairs, Pan Jinlian would be on alert, her eyes fixed on Chen Feng, her hands on her chest, afraid that Chen Feng would do anything improper.

Although they were already married.

Pan Jinlian had been crying and sighing for the past few days, lamenting her tragic fate, and she didn't want to talk to Wu Dalang.

Who wouldn't want to marry a suitable husband? She had dreamed of marrying a talented young man since childhood, even if he wasn't rich.

However, Chen Feng's appearance and physique, and his coarse features, were a world apart from her ideal husband.

What else could she do but cry?

Seeing Chen Feng walking around every day made Pan Jinlian want to vomit, and she would never let Chen Feng touch her, even if she were beaten to death.

She was very wary of Chen Feng and would never have chosen to marry him if she had a choice.

However, to her surprise, Chen Feng hadn't touched her at all during this time, nor had he forced her to do anything. This made Pan Jinlian a bit surprised. Was he not interested in women?

Pan Jinlian felt a bit relieved inside. If Chen Feng really wasn't interested in women, she wouldn't have to worry.

But Pan Jinlian was also puzzled. Wu Dalang, although short, was quite strong and not young. Why wouldn't he be interested in women?

Pan Jinlian didn't think about it anymore. As long as he didn't touch her, it was fine.

Chen Feng was very respectful to Pan Jinlian. He was busy with his shop and understood Pan Jinlian's thoughts.

In the evening, Chen Feng was busy in the kitchen downstairs, preparing things for the next day.

Soon, the aroma of pot stickers wafted through the air.

Chen Feng was very satisfied.

The aroma spread, and Pan Jinlian, lying on the bed upstairs, smelled it and couldn't help but wonder what was so fragrant.

She came downstairs and saw Chen Feng working bare-chested. She turned her head away, feeling embarrassed.

"What is this?" Pan Jinlian couldn't help but ask.

"Oh, this? This is a pot sticker!" Chen Feng replied.

"Pot sticker? What a strange name."

"You'll get used to it. Do you want to try it?" Chen Feng smiled.

"Why are you making so many?" Pan Jinlian saw that there were many pot stickers, piled up densely: "Can you sell them all today? If not, won't you lose money?"

Although Pan Jinlian didn't want to accept Wu Dalang, she didn't want him to lose money either. After all, they still had to make a living.