From Folly to Fortune：I Rewrite My Life After Rebirth!

Chapter 545 - 541: We Are the Master and Mistress (Fourth Update)

Old Mrs. Mu shouted over ten times.The voice was like a thunderclap.

From the head of the village to the end, everyone heard it.

Their first reaction was much the same as Mu Shuangshuang’s.

All were astonished, but since folks were not related, they secretly cursed: It’s just a scholar, what’s there to brag about? Be careful, or you’ll end up with empty hands.

But after cursing, everyone started picking out some unwanted items at home, ready to send something to the Old Mu Family.

At least before the Old Mu Family became prosperous, they could catch hold of their coattails.

Perhaps they could gain some benefits.

Once Old Mrs. Mu had finished shouting and returned to the main room, everyone inside looked at her with eyes full of admiration, especially Mrs. Lin.

"Mother, you’re really something. Now the whole village knows that Uncle Dog Egg of ours passed the exam. Secretly, they must be envious of our Old Mu Family."

"That’s right, our Old Mu Family isn’t just any ordinary family. From now on, we must regard ourselves as gentry, not like some bumpkins who haven’t seen the world."

At this moment, Old Mrs. Mu already felt like she was a city dweller.

Even her way of speaking began to lean towards that of urbanites.

Mrs. Lin secretly despised her, seeing the old lady as nothing but a madwoman.

But on the surface, she was all smiles.

"Mother, since our family are all city folks now, does that mean our Da Lang is too?

Since Da Lang’s worth has increased, why don’t we ditch that Miss Huang? That girl spoke of Danyan, saying she was no good, probably just a tramp."

As soon as Mrs. Lin’s words fell, three voices rang out simultaneously.

Old Mrs. Mu, Mr. Mu, and Mu Dalang.

Old Mrs. Mu and Mr. Mu had just gotten a taste of success, and right after finalizing an engagement, good news had arrived.

If the marriage came through, wouldn’t a Champion Scholar follow?

Mr. Mu and Old Mrs. Mu were keen on marrying off Mu Dalang to Huang Bita.

Mu Dalang naturally opposed because he liked Huang Bita.

"Mother, this matter is settled. That Miss Huang is already my wife. If you call off the engagement, how will others view her? A person needs to have a conscience; if I don’t marry Miss Huang, even if I succeed later, people will still point fingers at me."

"Exactly, second son’s wife, you are too callous. Before when there was no news from our eldest, you went looking for them, and now that we have news, you want to send them away? That doesn’t make sense." Mr. Mu said.

"Second family, don’t cause trouble for me. If this falls through, the second branch won’t get to enjoy good days either, and you can just live here for the rest of your lives!" Old Mrs. Mu spoke up, and Mrs. Lin deflated like an eggplant in frost, wilting instantly.

At first, she thought good days were ahead, no need to marry that poor girl from the Huang Family, but who would have thought, they still had to marry her.

"For this, I checked the dates—we’ll marry Miss Huang into the family on the eighteenth of the twelfth lunar month."

Mu Dade’s imperial exam was in February next year, so marrying Miss Huang before then might just bring luck to his next test.

In Mr. Mu’s mind, his calculations rang clear and loud.

Mrs. Lin was infuriated.

As for Mu Dalang, a weight lifted off his heart.

"Daddy Gou Dan, say something. Is our Da Lang really going to marry that peasant woman?"

Mrs. Lin pinched Mu Dazhong.

By now, Mu Dazhong’s mind had already drifted; he was imagining living well in town, marrying several concubines, one to massage his shoulders, another to rub his feet...

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his arm, Mrs. Lin was pinching his flesh.

"You wicked woman, what are you doing? Trying to murder your husband?"

"I murder your husband, who’ll handle our son’s matter? Father said the wedding’s on the eighteenth of the twelfth lunar month."

Mu Dazhong was astonished upon hearing this.

"Father, I can’t agree to this. Da Lang is the eldest grandson of the Old Mu Family. If he marries a mud-legged person, won’t people think our family has a low threshold, and those ugly women and poor devils won’t all try to squeeze into our family?"

"Xiangxiang hasn’t married yet, nor have Qing, Xia, Dan from our eldest brother’s family, and Ying, who are all of marriageable age."

Old Mrs. Mu thought about it and felt troubled.

She wasn’t particularly interested in her granddaughters, but Xiangxiang was her dearest daughter. Now with Zhen in an uncertain situation, Xiangxiang was her only cherished companion.

"This is easy to solve. We’ll announce that the Huang Family gave us one hundred taels of silver. Of course, the Huang Family can’t produce that much money, but if our family stays silent, who will know?"

"Then, when suitors come knocking, they’ll surely be sons from wealthy families, and our girls needn’t worry."

Mr. Mu’s few words were like moving mountains, leaving the second branch speechless.

Seeing one plan fail, Mu Dazhong came up with another.

"Father, I have no objection, but Da Lang is my nephew. Our Fifth hasn’t married yet. If he goes ahead, Fifth might become a lifelong bachelor. Follow current novels on NoveI-Fire.ɴet

We can’t be too excessive. After all, Fifth is part of our family too. Good days should be shared by everyone."

What Mu Dazhong said was indeed a consideration: generally, juniors should not marry before seniors.

For instance, a younger sister must not marry before her elder sister, or people will wonder if there’s a problem, questioning why the younger got married while the elder remains single.

"Second son, stop talking nonsense. Since your father and I have decided, we’ve already considered Danyan."

"We’ve already sent Matchmaker Sun, and there will be a reply soon. From now on, no one but your father and I may speak of this matter!"

Old Mrs. Mu shot a glare at Mu Dazhong and said unceremoniously.

Mu Dazhong was so frustrated by these words that he nearly choked.

After finally anticipating good days ahead, his son still had to marry a peasant woman. So infuriating!

Thinking this over, he knew he had to seek out Fifth.

Thinking of Fifth, Mu Danian, Mu Dazhong found an excuse to leave the main room.

The main room was noisy, yet it didn’t affect Mu Danian’s room at all.

At the moment, in his room, Chen Hong was holding him as she wept uncontrollably.

"Danyan, my poor Danyan, how could those two old bastards beat you like this?" Chen Hong squeezed out a few crocodile tears.

She had just heard about Mu Dade passing his exams.

At this moment, Chen Hong was immensely relieved she had come to seek Mu Danian and not another lover.

Otherwise, she would have missed such a great opportunity.

Mu Danian’s pants had been taken off, revealing his two pale buttocks, with their center bearing scars left by two pitchforks. Though scabbed over, they still looked terribly hideous.

Mu Danian yelped, "Those two old geezers from the Old Wang Family, I won’t let them off for daring to lay hands on me, Mu Danian."

"Exactly, they even dared to sell me off. If it weren’t for my cunning, having knocked down Wang San and escaped, you wouldn’t be seeing me now."

Chen Hong omitted the part about Mu Shuangshuang and Lu Yuanfeng rescuing her.

The only thing was her own injuries; these few days, she mustn’t let Mu Danian see them.

Luckily, it was his buttocks that were hurt—