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Asking about age? What are you going to do? Weng Xiaoxiao became alert. "Aunt Wen, I just turned thirteen."

A faint sigh was heard, "Mr. Weng, Wenwen is fifteen years old, and has reached the age of marriage. But she is neither high nor low, and has not yet found a marriage. She is young, so there is no rush. However, with the performance of the new play, Wenwen has been sought after, and Master Mei has taken a fancy to her and wants to take her as his concubine."

To say these things to her obviously meant that he disagreed. But what was the point of telling her? How could a rootless and unconnected young girl like her help?

Weng Xiaoxiao stared at Aunt Wen without blinking, trying to see clearly what she meant.

"No matter how poor our family is, we are reluctant to push our daughter into the fire pit. But Master Mei is powerful, and we dare not offend him. So we thought of arranging a marriage for Wenwen first, and find a scholar whom Master Mei would not dare to offend easily."

When Weng Xiaoxiao heard this, her eyes widened. Could it be that he had taken a liking to her?

It can’t be so bloody!

"If Mr. Weng is not engaged yet, would he be interested in Wen Wen?"

As soon as Aunt Wen finished speaking, Weng Xiaoxiao raised her eyes and looked at Wen Wen.

Noticing that Weng Xiao was looking at her, Wen Wen looked back at him lovingly, with tears in her eyes, looking very touching.

But Weng Xiaoxiao is Mulan, and this glance is equivalent to giving it to a blind man!

"Marriage is always decided by parents and matchmakers. How can I make the decision on my own when I am alone? Please forgive me for not being able to do it."

Looking at her daughter and then at Weng Xiao, Aunt Wen said, "Our Wenwen is outstanding in everything. She is good-looking and has a good figure, but she just happens to like scholars. You can just write a letter to your parents and apologize. You have to learn to adapt to circumstances, right?"

I have already politely rejected you, why are you still not giving up? Is this just improvisation?! Weng Xiaoxiao felt a little unhappy.

Weng Xiaoxiao was surprised that she could say it so lightly. Is this what a mother should say? As a modern person, she would not treat marriage so lightly.

Weng Xiaoxiao restrained her expression and stopped being euphemistic. She said in a serious tone, "Ms. Wen is a first-rate talent. She should find a man of the same age to match her. I have a young child and cannot delay her. Please, Aunt Wen, choose someone else."

Seeing Weng Xiaoxiao's repeated refusal, Wen Wen covered her face and ran out. Aunt Wen's face also looked unhappy, thinking about what to say to persuade her.

Weng Xiaoxiao didn't give her the chance, she stood up, said goodbye and walked straight out.

What kind of thing is this?! If she were asked to help her think of a solution, she would do her best to help. She also didn't want a young girl to marry an old man.

It's really annoying that he set his sights on her right away. I can't have any more contact with this family.

......

"You are just too impatient. The child is still young. Marriage is a matter of mutual consent. You can't think that they are easy to bully just because they are kind."

Aunt Wen was regretting it in her heart. She was too blunt in her words just now. She should let her daughter get to know him more first. If he likes Wen Wen, what is there to worry about?

Looking at her husband, she said unhappily, "It's all because of your incompetence. You've used up all the family savings on medical treatment and medicine. If it weren't for my daughter earning so much recently, we would all be starving."

"Although that boy is useless now, he can make money! If Wenwen marries him and we find a way to let him stay here, all the money they earn will be ours. This is better than Wenwen being someone's concubine. With money, we can send Huzi to school. Studying, going to school and taking the imperial examinations are the right career for him."

"You are the only one who is smart, are others stupid? People like us can just recognize a few words, how can we take the imperial examination? You are dreaming! The descendants of actors are still the lowest class, and they are not qualified to enter the examination hall. It's not like we don't understand."

"That's a story for later, let's not talk about it now." Birth is a pain that cannot be changed. "Look at his clothes, he is just a child from an ordinary family. How could he have seen any beautiful girls? He is always coaxed into getting a girl. If he couldn't write scripts to make money, would my daughter and I like him?"

The man looked down at his legs and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble and making you suffer. But they have made their attitude clear, so don't think too much about it in the future."

Aunt Wen sneered at this remark. She had seen through the world and realized that honest people deserved to be poor.

She was a famous actress back then, and she married Wen Tong because she was fascinated by his good looks. But how could two actors live happily together? Looking at the empty house, she was tired of this kind of life.

I will never allow my daughter to follow her old path.

Weng Xiao is their stepping stone, and tonight is just a test.

......

Weng Xiaoxiao lay on the bed, reviewing the performance of the mother and daughter.

It's still too early for her to get married, why does she have to propose marriage? Would a mother encourage others to secretly get married to her daughter?

Was it because I suggested that Wenwen must play Xiaoqian? Or was it because I cared too much about them and was misunderstood? Did I think I "liked" Wenwen?

They were all acting. Weng Xiaoxiao felt that she couldn't see any flaws in their expressions, so she couldn't just watch with her eyes, she had to use her heart.

There is no such thing as a quick buck without a gain. She was not so narcissistic as to think that Wen Wen would "like" her. Her small body did not have any masculine charm at all.

If she had any value, it was only that she could write scripts. Studying for the imperial examination and pursuing a career in government was too far away. They didn't have such long-term plans, and Wenwen couldn't wait at her age.

Good actors naturally like good scripts.

Want to become more famous with a good book? Make more money?

I guess so!

Thinking of this, Weng Xiaoxiao felt nauseous.

If this request is made to her face to face, Weng Xiaoxiao will agree. She likes people who are aboveboard and does not like being calculated or coerced.

Now it’s the end of June, almost July, so I’ll just put it off, since a new book won’t come out that quickly anyway. The two I’ve finished won’t be sold here.

......

"Brother, today is my birthday. Mother is going to make something delicious to celebrate my birthday. I want to invite you over for lunch at noon."

The child is innocent, Weng Xiaoxiao will not implicate the child.

"I have diarrhea these past two days and can't attend banquets. What gift do you want? I'll buy it for you."

Fat Tiger tilted his head and thought for a while, "Brother, I like your brush. Mom said she would send me to school when she has money. Can you give me a brush?"

"Sure, brother will definitely fulfill your birthday wish."

"Are you really not coming? My sister is at home too. She said she wanted to apologize to you."

It's been so many days, and you're just now thinking of apologizing?

No sincerity...

Weng Xiaoxiao was already in the process of applying for a road permit, and she would leave when the lease on the house expired. However, she didn't even tell Fat Tiger about this news, as she didn't want to cause any trouble, and she didn't want to have anything to do with that family anymore.

But often things backfire.

Just as I was preparing the brush and planning to write a few more words for little Fat Tiger as a copybook, I heard a knock on the door.

When I opened the door, I saw Wen Wen standing there. She was a pretty little girl with delicate makeup and decent clothes. There was also a food box beside her.

She said delicately, "Mr. Weng, are you feeling better?"