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"Suellen, come with me to Atlanta tomorrow!"

"Oh!"

Suellen finally lowered her head, her pale skin turning red from the base of her neck.

Everyone laughed.

Everyone knew that Suellen had been waiting for Mr. Kennedy to propose to her, but the bachelor man in his 40s kept murmuring and refused to speak.

Now Roland is willing to come forward to match, which is a good thing.

"Mr. Kennedy was mentioned in Baidie's letter last time. She said that he has now settled in Atlanta and is running a store." Melanie talked about the gossip.

"Well, yes, he said he made a thousand dollars this year!"

Suellen interrupted triumphantly.

After she finished speaking, she realized that everyone was staring at her.

— Gan!

Roland thought to himself.

Someone's boyfriend makes a thousand dollars, and someone's family needs three hundred dollars to tide them over.

Someone knew from beginning to end what kind of crisis the family was facing, but he was ashamed to say nothing about it?

Roland could feel the fire in her heart rising again, and she stared at Suellen closely.

From the perspective of others, her beautiful green eyes are burning fiercely.And she opened her mouth and asked softly in an unusually nice voice: "Suellen, what else did your boyfriend say?"

Suellen didn't know if she felt that she was wronged, and she quickly said, "Half of the money he made was used to buy goods and decorate the store, and the other half...he said he wanted to buy a sawmill."

It seems to be getting darker and darker.

Those present were all people who had just experienced the "$300" crisis. For them, that experience was almost a circle between "life and death" - Roland was not the only one who needed Tara.To avoid being swept up and displaced, everyone else needs Tara, too.

But Suellen was not like them. She seemed to have taken Mr. Kennedy's money as her own.Why do you want to lend your fiancé's money to your sister to help her pay off the debt?

This proud, obnoxious elder sister who has been at odds with her since she was a child.

Once Mr. Kennedy married, she was out of the family, and debts and Tara's taxes were none of her business.

Maybe they would have the cheek to go to Mr. Kennedy's house together, but at that time she, Suellen, would be the housewife, and it was the way others looked at her, not like now, it was always her way of looking at others...

Everyone guessed Suellen's mind in this way.

But none of them dared to say anything in front of Roland.

What if someone told the truth and made Roland jump, pointing at Tara's door, yelling at Suellen, telling her to "fuck off" like Amy and Jonas?

Who knew that after hearing Suellen's words, Roland held his chin and thought for a while, and then explained for Mr. Kennedy, saying: "He said that, he probably saw a good opportunity..."

Most of the people holding teacups and empty hands showed astonished expressions on their faces.

Roland's performance surprised them too much, because the "Scarlett" they were familiar with usually did not always have this kind of "rationality".

Unexpectedly, Roland was really excited. She stood up and paced back and forth in the room.

"A sawmill is a really good idea."

"The war just ended, Atlanta was so badly damaged, those who returned to their hometowns, and those who came south to 'seek gold', they were all in a hurry to build houses... The sawmill processed the logs into uniform lumber, which has a market, You don’t need to worry about other details, so it’s a good business.”

"It can be bought for only five hundred dollars, so it is estimated that someone is eager to make a move, and he sees the opportunity."

Roland fell into thinking while walking, and she praised while thinking, "Okay, that's great."

The people staring at her were even more surprised.

In fact, this group of people have already gotten used to Scarlett, the beautiful and brainless Scarlett, the dictatorial Scarlett—but this "Scarlett" suddenly added a layer of rationality and thinking, and people suddenly panicked. up.

"Very well, go to Atlanta, first get Mr. Grunson's $300, and then go visit Mr. Kennedy...he's going to have a sawmill."

Every time Roland said "yes", Suellen's face turned pale.

After all, her sister had never lied to Frank Kennedy in those days.

And everyone knows that there was a frenzy of widows remarrying after the war.Don't say that Scarlett has passed the mourning period, even if she is still in mourning, no one would dare to make irresponsible remarks when she is married.

In front of any man, Suellen has no advantage over Scarlett.Mr. Kennedy is a little old, but he is not blind.

Roland woke up, and suddenly realized that everyone's eyes were on him.

Suellen was pale, looking at herself with vigilant and begging eyes.

It took Roland a moment to figure out that Suellen might be worried that he might try to steal her boyfriend.

She didn't know that her character had a "black history" before--Scarlett had said before that all the boys in the county should be her boyfriends, unless she announced that she didn't want them.

That's why Suellen was so misunderstood now.

After Roland figured this out, he glared at his sister angrily, and said, "Suellen, you will come with me tomorrow and wear your best clothes!"

"I'll take off that stiff collar of yours and return it to you!"

"You little girl, you must ask Mr. Kennedy to propose to you tomorrow!"

"So he becomes my brother-in-law, and his sawmill has to give me unconditional discounts!"

Roland left angrily after speaking, leaving behind Suellen with a strange expression on his face.

Melanie hugged Ashley's arm and nearly cried tears of laughter, but Will actually laughed so hard that he slipped to the floor, and Carleen quickly helped him back to the sofa.

Jia Le, who had been sitting on the sofa, looked around blankly, probably because he didn't know what people were talking about.

When Roland walked to the back of the house and heard the explanation from her agent cat, he understood——

"This is actually..."

Luna nodded her cat's head and said, "Yes, Lan Lan."

"If you fail to borrow money from Ruett Brad, you may try to get Mr. Kennedy's idea - anyway, Mr. Kennedy is not married to your sister, and stealing your sister's boyfriend is not a psychological burden on you at all. ..."

Roland: No, there is a burden, of course there is a burden...

She is now participating in a reality show on the plane, and she has so many viewers, she must cherish her feathers.

But having said that, Roland never expected that his failure to borrow money would have such a big impact on his character.

"To be honest, I didn't expect it to be successful."

Roland confides in the kitten.

The fact that she was able to find "Da Hong Pao" was purely a coincidence.And before that, she was not sure at all that Glenson could really accept this "collateral" of hers.

"Big Red Robe" is too mysterious, too oriental, and too incredible.On the far side of the ocean, no one knows how well it will be accepted.

"Although I think Rhett has helped me to a certain extent..."

When Roland mentioned this name, he had to endure the discomfort in his heart.

"He must have exaggerated the old tea tree in front of others, blowing it up into hype, making others doubt that such a tree could not exist on my farm."

"Even I..."

Kitten said listlessly.

Earlier, even Luna couldn't believe that there were really tea trees in this plantation, and it was "Dahongpao".She even always thought that this "Dahongpao" was created by Roland using the "Universal Card".

"But when others come to me, they really drink tea and see trees."

"I was just curious at first, but now I feel that I am actually quite trustworthy."

Roland summed up the analysis.

The little cat yawned, and opened a pair of sleepy cat eyes: "Lan Lan, don't you need to worry that you will also retire?"

Roland raised the corner of his mouth: "No need."

"Once I get through this difficulty, I will be able to stand up in this plane."

The next day, Roland and Suellen traveled to Atlanta together, where she signed the IOU and received the money that Grunson had lent her.

She also met Frank Kennedy, and she was soft and hard, which really made the shy and reserved Mr. Kennedy agree to marry Suellen.

After the two got engaged, Frank—Roland could call him Frank from now on, indeed, he was very happy.

Perhaps the only thing that makes Frank uncomfortable is that his future sister-in-law keeps telling him in his ear:

"Discount, discount—"

"Dear Frank, after you buy the sawmill, be sure to give me a good discount!"

"I need some special specification wood."

Atlanta after the war is full of survivors.

The burned house has not yet been repaired. In the dark half of the wall, there are traces of life left by the old owners, walnut furniture fragments, a wine cabinet with a broken glass door, and half of the wall is burned. The portrait of the owner, the daguerreotype of the owner...all exposed in broad daylight, open for people to appreciate.

People have long been numb to this, and they are not surprised.

They passed by in a hurry, as if they could not remember the unspeakable pain that this scene had brought them a few months ago.

Just like the green grass will poke its head out of the soil after the spring rain, in this city, reconstruction is happening quietly.

Neighbors began converting their surviving homes into hotels, renting them out to new arrivals in Atlanta.Pre-war ladies with well-to-do families began to set up street stalls, selling baked pies to the Union Army who came here, and made a living from it.

Frank Kennedy, one lucky and discerning businessman, was running a shop selling beds, china, and mats—everyone who came back to live here needed them.

The sawmill he was planning to own would be dedicated to peeling off the bark from logs and turning the wood into planks—a material essential to all rebuilding.It is the main material of the kind of simple house that can stand up overnight.

Roland also asked Frank to help her purchase some items in Atlanta.

"I need knives—"

The timid and cautious businessman, with the muscles on his face twitching, said with trepidation: "You need knife, knife, knife..."

"Actually, anything with a blade and metal will do."

Roland looked at Frank's face and said, "Actually, scissors are the best, even if they are old scissors. Remove the screws that fix the two scissors. That kind of scissors is perfect for me."

Frank let out a long breath: "So what you want is not a weapon!"

Roland: ...Why do I need a weapon?

She also ordered hardwood poles and sticks from Frank, all sizes and specifications, and she wrote them down one by one-these need to be ordered from the sawmill.

"By the way, there are leathers, leathers of various specifications."

Roland asked Frank to help order various specifications of cowhide.

"After you help me purchase these, I may only be able to pay half of the purchase price first - do you think this is okay?"

Frank was a businessman after all, and frowned at the word "credit."

Suellen, who was sitting next to Roland, also had a gloomy face—after all, all the business Roland talked about happened after she and Frank got married.The eldest sister owed Frank money by crediting Frank.

Roland added: "Two percent interest per month. I will pay it off within half a year. Do you think it's okay?"

Frank blushed instantly.

He was a gentleman, not a Jew bent on lending money.

"No, no, no interest, really—"

Frank waved his hand in refusal.

Suellen coughed loudly beside Frank.

Roland was amused in his heart, but on the surface he turned his face and asked Suellen: "Sister, are you choking? Are you coughing so loudly?"

Suellen: ...

"Frank, it's settled. I will need your help in many places in the future. If I set down the rules of doing business early, I will save a lot of trouble in the future."

"If I pay on credit, please feel free to add two per cent to my monthly interest."

"In addition, every account I have on credit will definitely be paid off within half a year."

"If I can't, Suellen, then stand right up to me and point me up the nose and say I'm not your sister, but a rascal who doesn't pay her debts."

This time, not only Frank, but even Suellen shuddered.

Is this still her eldest sister Scarlett?

The Scarlett in front of her still looked the same, beautiful and coquettish, she would even pout her lips unconsciously when talking to a man.

But she turned out to be so ruthless—both to herself and to others.

No matter how hard-hearted a person is, there is no way to stop Roland from asking Frank for credit.

This led Roland to successfully borrow another twenty dollars from Frank—she was going to buy fabric for Suellen's wedding gown.

And this account was also calculated on her own head, and a monthly interest of [-]% was added, and it would be returned to the newly married couple after half a year at the latest.

So much so that Frank and Suellen were too embarrassed to disagree.

This also directly led to Suellen having to murmur a thank you to Roland on the train back to Tara-even though her elder sister squandered at least $100 on new clothes when she married Charlie Han, The wedding feast was also filled with turkey, bacon, panna cotta and cakes that they can't imagine now.

But these days, a bride with $20 to make a new dress can probably count in the entire state of Georgia, not to mention a few neighboring counties.

"Twenty dollars is enough for a satin wedding dress, no lining and other accessories. You decide, Suellen, whether you want to look good on the outside or be comfortable on the inside..."

"Let's think about it, I'll give you that pair of diamond earrings in the future—there's only one beautiful piece of jewelry in the house. I'll ask Baidie later to see if she has any other beautiful clothes and jewelry that I can lend to you for the time being." your……"

Such generosity made Suellen look and look at Roland full of doubts, and finally asked the words in his heart:

"Scarlett, why... are you so nice to me all of a sudden?"

"You have always hated me the most in this family."

Roland turned his face and smiled brightly at Suellen: "Can you understand this feeling? There is a sister that you have hated for half your life and you have hated for half your life, and she is finally going to be married off!"

Suellen: ...

Although this answer was a bit harsh, it dispelled Suellen's doubts, and she no longer felt that there was anything abnormal about her elder sister.

In fact, Roland's starting point is: she hopes to have a wedding.

In the last plane, Roland once agreed to a "fake marriage" with someone, and even held an "engagement banquet" with him, but it was not able to be completed after all.

She didn't want to make up for the regrets of the previous plane, but felt that there was nothing more morale-boosting and inspiring than a wedding.

At this juncture, Tara has just escaped a catastrophe, and the entire plantation is still burdened with a huge debt of 300 US dollars.Everyone didn't say anything, but felt the pressure in their hearts, so they were all mourned.

The more this is the case, the more Roland has to put on the most optimistic appearance.

Suellen's wedding was the perfect opportunity.

Roland wants to use this wedding to tell the world: Tara has survived, survived the worst time.The future Tara, under her presidency, will recover in the shortest possible time, and will be richer than the previous Tara.

That's why Tara has the confidence to dress up the bride going out from here even if she borrows money.

The wedding will be held in Atlanta.

It was the most respectable wedding in recent memory.

For the married couple, the groom is in good health, without any disabilities, and has a legitimate job; the bride is married for the first time, not remarried, and has a good appearance, no big or small eyes.

Apart from the fact that the groom is old enough to be the father of the bride, there are really no shortcomings.The good news spread, and relatives and friends on both sides were happy for the couple.

The two sides quickly drew up the venue and specifications for the wedding, and began to determine the list of invited guests.

Roland was still busy at Tara, and she left it all to Melanie to help—in fact, only Melanie could do this, and Roland couldn't remember all the relatives in his family.

Melanie took the letter from Frank and finalized the guest list one by one.

"Scarlett, I want to ask you over there if you want to invite Brad."

Melanie raised her big eyes and asked Roland.

She was too thin and her face was so small that Roland almost had the illusion that her pair of eyes and eyelashes took up half of her small face.

"Rhett Brad? He was released?"

Roland: I'm sorry, although Rhett once helped her, but she really didn't pay extra attention to the other party's recent situation.

"Yes, he's been released, it's said he just can't leave Atlanta."

Melanie looked at Roland with her big eyes, her eyelashes fluttering.Roland actually felt that her eyes were filled with encouragement.

"Then invite me, after all, I have helped."

Melanie smiled immediately and nodded "Yes."She then lowered her head and wrote Rhett's name on the list of guests to be invited.

Roland was very depressed: This guy...was released.

At Suellen's wedding, she was going to see this nasty guy again.