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Yan Jinsu, oh no, now she should be called Zhang Shanni. At this moment, as she reflected on the seemingly impulsive behavior of the original host, she realized the original host wasn't truly foolish since she knew to pick a crowded place to attempt suicide by jumping into the river, thus giving herself a chance to survive!
Her little head, which hung low due to the developments of events, was full of smiles.
However, she feared that expressing too much might bring unnecessary trouble, and she could only compare herself to a quail, assuming the role of a 'victim'.
She was tightly embraced with affection by Aunt Zhou Dahu and brought into the brigade office; the old ladies gathered around San Ni, comforting her warmly and simply. Some sensible old ladies had already taken the hot water from their homes to offer to the village officials and the shivering Zhang Shanni.
Previously, Zhang Shanni's future was unclear, and even if people wanted to help, they were powerless. But now...
It was originally a dead-end situation, but it turns out this girl was not fated to die, and this young man, though slightly older, was still much better than the idlers in Old Lin Village!
And much stronger!
Comparing him with those sloppy ones is simply an insult to Xie Jingchen!
Moreover, once they saw him in the Military Guard Uniform, they recognized he was a strong and promising young man. Out of admiration and trust for the military, knowing that this young man was willing to marry San Ni, the sensible old ladies spontaneously blessed her.
From these aunts' mouths, Zhang Shanni could discern the genuine warmth and sincerity, and although there were a few who sounded bitterly jealous, they restrained their voices under the sharp gaze of Aunt Zhou Dahu, forcibly echoing the sentiments with feigned agreement.
The marriage agreement was personally written by Xie Jingchen, announced by the Old Village Chief, then signed swiftly by the village clerks, accountant, among others, giving face to the Old Village Chief.
Those willing to sign, Xie Jingchen adeptly offered them a cigarette each. This offer broke the hesitation of these old men, who then also quickly signed their names.
Zhang Zhiguo and Lin Zhaodi, who were illiterate, had their names written by Zhang Zhiming, who then pressed their thumbprints. Even Zhang Dongliang, who had studied for two years and could barely write his name, was specifically called upon by Xie Jingchen.
No matter what, Zhang Dongliang was an adult and had a say in family matters. Xie Jingchen sternly asked this luckless big uncle to sign.
Under the sharp look from Xie Jingchen, Zhang Dongliang, with trembling hands, wrote his name, reluctantly pressed his thumbprint, then prepared and stamped Zhang Shanni's marriage consent form. Only then did Xie Jingchen personally hand over 300 coins to the Old Village Chief to count, and in front of half of the village, he gave it to Zhang Shanni's parents.
Having received the large amount of silver, Zhang Family's parents and brother didn't care about the villagers' gazes and hurried home first.
The entire event took just over half an hour to settle. During this busy time, the energetic Xie Jingchen's clothes had mostly dried; sweating in the military apparel was common, so these little things didn't bother him.
But the thoughtful Xie Jingchen, seeing Zhang Shanni who had now rightfully become his 'fiancee', still icy cold, holding a hot metal cup and trembling all over, he frowned.
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