Chapter 77: Chapter 77 Bean Curd Strong Man
Regaining her composure, Xuexue looked up and saw, under the dim light, a strong man with pockmarked face sitting there, looking very happy to see her come in.
Xuexue was inwardly startled. This scene had never occurred in her past life, but then again, in her previous life, she hadn’t beaten Auntie Sun, hadn’t disfigured her face, and naturally, there had been no retaliation.
“Auntie Sun introduced me, I am here for the arranged marriage.”
“Don’t talk nonsense. You’re older than my father.”
“These days as long as one has silver, being a bit older doesn’t matter. In our village, there’s a Wealthy Master who’s eighty years old who married an eighteen-year-old concubine, and they’re living happily together.”
“Others are others, and I am me. Don’t mess around, or I’ll complain to The Prefect about you.” Xuexue watched the man warily.
“I paid the bride price, it’s a legitimate arranged marriage, on what grounds would you complain about me?” The pockmarked strong man grew angry upon hearing Xuexue’s reluctance.
This pockmarked strong man was a Pork Seller from the neighboring village. Previously, while selling pork in the County Town for a few years, he often visited the Yihong Brothel and that was where he had met Auntie Sun.
A couple of days ago, Auntie Sun found him and offered to introduce him to a girl. The Pork Seller, getting older with no woman willing to marry him, was overjoyed upon hearing this and immediately handed over twenty taels of silver to Auntie Sun, promising to add another twenty once the deal was done.
Xuexue stalled for time as she looked around, searching for an opportunity to escape.
“Stop looking. The doors and windows are all locked. If you don’t agree, you can’t leave tonight.” The Pork Seller noticed Xuexue’s intentions and bluntly cut off her hope of escaping.
The little girl was indeed not bad looking; she had a stunning appearance and good skin, a rare find even in the city. The Pork Seller was very satisfied.
At that moment, Xuexue felt her body getting hot.
It was now winter, bitterly cold, and Xuexue sensed something was wrong, knowing there must be something off with the bowl of sweet soup she’d had.
As soon as the Pork Seller noticed the unusual color on Xuexue’s face, knowing the drug had taken effect, his heart swelled with joy.
“Miss, feeling hot, aren’t you?”
“Yes, so hot, it’s strange; I shouldn’t be this warm in this weather,” she replied.
“Maybe you rushed here just now? Rest a bit and it will pass, haha…” the Pork Seller said with a pleasing smile.
Xuexue, feeling weak, walked to the table and sat down, tugging at the clothes around her neck.
Pork Seller: “Madam, let me help you.”
Xuexue briefly submitted, no longer ferocious: “Alright!”
The Pork Seller was happy, thinking the young girl before him had resigned herself to her fate.
So, he hurried forward, bowing his head, trying to help Xuexue undo her buttons.
Just as he bowed his head, Xuexue, who had previously seemed utterly powerless, now had a cold fierceness in her eyes. She quietly picked up the vase from the table and with all her might, smashed it onto the Pork Seller’s head…
The vase shattered with a sound, and the Pork Seller collapsed to the floor.
The Pork Seller lay unconscious, and his head, by chance, landed on Xuexue’s foot. She kicked him away, visibly disgusted.
Great, now he had not only a head injury but also a black eye from Xuexue’s kick.
Curse that Auntie Sun, arranging a marriage with a man older than her own father.