Mrs. Chen waved her hand, "I wanted to marry off Da Lang quickly to bring good luck, and none of you agreed."
"The bride price silver for marrying Yun Jiao was from my own dowry, not the family’s money!"
"Why should my dowry silver be used for the second branch’s marriage?"
She snorted heavily, "Even if Yun Jiao were to be married, it should be my San Lang to marry her, and San Lang is already seventeen!"
Upon hearing his mother’s words, Jiang Youzhi choked on his vegetable soup and started coughing incessantly, his entire face turning red.
Gu Yunjiao continued to lower her eyes silently.
Mr. Jiang angrily shouted from the neighboring table, "Nonsense!"
"San Lang is meant to marry a lady from an official family in the future, how can he marry a widow?"
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Yang curled her lips in displeasure. This was clearly saying that her Erlang was not as good as San Lang. Though it was true, it still felt uncomfortable.
Mrs. Chen argued, "Even if San Lang won’t marry her, Yun Jiao still belongs to our main branch."
"In any case, I do not agree with this matter!"
Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Zhou both looked upset.
They both forgot that the bride price silver was taken by Mrs. Chen.
Dowry is a woman’s private property; in this case, it is indeed not right to force Mrs. Chen.
At this point, Jiang Erlang spoke, "Then just give Auntie five taels of silver, won’t that do?"
As soon as he finished, Mrs. Yang exclaimed, "Who would marry a widow for just five taels of silver?"
"Even for a proper marriage proposal, the bride price is only two or three taels of silver!"
Upon hearing this, Gu Yunjiao felt slightly relieved.
As long as Mrs. Chen didn’t agree, given the Jiang Family’s way, it was impossible they’d take out five taels of silver to marry her.
While she was thinking this, Mrs. Yang suddenly affectionately called out, "Yun Jiao—"
"You’re still young, only fourteen, you can’t possibly keep mourning for Da Lang all your life."
"Look at my Erlang; not only is he good-looking, but he’s also strong and healthy. Marrying him wouldn’t be a loss."
Gu Yunjiao lifted her eyelids, pointing to the bruise on her neck, "Second Aunt, do you think I’ve become tired of living?"
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Mrs. Chen loudly declared, "This matter should not be brought up again. If Erlang wants a wife, let him find a matchmaker, but don’t get ideas about my Yun Jiao!"
Mrs. Yang replied with a strange tone, "Sister-in-law, we haven’t divided the family yet; what’s yours or mine? Even if the bride price silver for Yun Jiao came from your dowry, so what?"
"Over the years, the silver spent on San Lang’s education is at least dozens of taels, right? And that was all public family money. Now, you’re fretting over five taels of silver? Does that make sense?"
Gu Yunjiao’s grip tightened around her chopsticks, her half-relaxed heart tensed up again.
Mrs. Zhou spoke up, "The second daughter-in-law’s words make sense."
This meant that Mrs. Chen shouldn’t fuss over these five taels of silver.
Mrs. Chen then turned to glance at Gu Yunjiao.
Gu Yunjiao lowered her eyes, pondering silently.
She had been married into this family for only over two months; honestly, she hadn’t formed any emotional attachment with anyone. Although Mrs. Chen was defending her, Mrs. Chen’s protection surely had its limits.
She wouldn’t place all her hopes on Mrs. Chen.
Seeing Gu Yunjiao, Mrs. Chen distinctly felt a trace of determination on her face.
Mrs. Chen sighed internally; if Erlang were good, she wouldn’t have stopped today’s affair.
But Erlang was full of wickedness; he had been caught spying on widows bathing in the village before, and he loves mingling with disreputable people.
Moreover, he had last time inflicted such harm on Gu Yunjiao.
If Yun Jiao were to marry him, she feared it wouldn’t be long before he tormented her to death.