"Yu, come, this is your sister-in-law’s grandmother," Madam Rong was extremely pleased with their change of face.
Qin Yu was very polite, "Greetings to you, grandmother-in-law."
The address was perfect, and Madam Rong was so happy that her face bloomed with smiles for the first time in days.
Grandma Rong: ...
As if she had swallowed a fly.
Who was his grandmother-in-law?
"Don’t just call people whatever you want, kid. Rong Yan’s marriage doesn’t count. Her real grandmother is still alive, who gave her the right to marry herself off?" The one who jumped out was, as usual, Rong Zhen.
She just wouldn’t allow Rong Yan to marry, especially not someone from the countryside.
If nobody had proposed, then fine, it wouldn’t matter how miserably that wretched girl married, she could only blame her own bad luck at that time.
But now things were different.
Rong Yan had to come back and get married properly.
Otherwise, what would happen to her son’s job? And the promise of getting the big house this time? Would all that go down the drain? Absolutely, absolutely unacceptable.
Qin Yu’s young face was tight with tension, exuding a strong presence, not at all like a naive country boy.
"My eldest brother and sister-in-law are married out of their own free will, and no one can interfere. What, do you still want to arrange marriages?"
He was thankful for his sister-in-law, who had told him stories about this before. Otherwise, he would not have been able to speak such impressive words.
It seemed studying really was beneficial.
Perhaps, he should take it more seriously next time?
Madam Rong was pleasantly surprised by the boy’s response.
She hadn’t expected the kid to be so sharp-witted, and most importantly, his mind was so quick.
Marvelous! With the boy being so clever, she would buy more books from the bookstore when she had the chance and let him take them back. After all, their place was quite remote, probably with little access to books.
Luckily, Qin Yu was unaware of these thoughts, or else... he would have had to restrain his performance a bit.
Rong Zhen glared at Qin Yu, naturally loathing anyone who spoiled her plans.
"Stay out of this, you little brat. What’s this about your elder brother and sister-in-law, as if a country bumpkin is worthy of marrying a girl from our distinguished Rong Family?"
Qin Yu’s glare was fiercely intense in return.
The glare startled Rong Zhen considerably.
The boy’s eyes... they reminded her of an animal, a small wolf cub from the Northwest.
Realizing that she had been frightened by a country boy, Rong Zhen, regaining her composure, became embarrassed and angry, "What are you staring at? Don’t think I won’t gouge out your dog eyes!"
If Qin Yu hadn’t been mindful that this wasn’t his home, he surely would have charged forward and fought.
But now, he remembered not to cause any trouble for his sister-in-law; even though his eyes were red with anger, he just clenched his fists.
He could hold back, but Madam Rong couldn’t.
She stepped forward, slapped Rong Zhen once again, and furiously scolded, "You’re the one with dog eyes."
Then she turned her head toward her mother-in-law with a face full of rage, "Mother, haven’t you always prided yourself on being a respectable person? Why don’t you teach her properly? Look at her, spewing filth all day long. It seems the high standards are only expected of others!"
Grandma Rong trembled, overwhelmed by the rebuke. She saw clearly... that today, her eldest daughter-in-law came prepared to take down Rong Zhen.
"I’ll just ask one thing about Rong Yan’s marriage..."


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