The girl at the beginning put down her hand and said unhappily: “Whoever said I would definitely not be able to find it, and I didn’t say I must find someone like Yan Nanming. What I said was that I would find a husband like him to Qinghuan in the future, hold me in my palm, and pamper me in every way. I don’t need him to be very capable, how handsome he is. As long as he is good to me, don’t tell me that you don’t have this idea.”
The others were silent when they heard what they heard. How could they not have this idea? Which girl would not want to marry a husband who loves him?
Who has never dreamed about what her husband will look like in the future? Imagine that he started a family and started a career with him, lived a life of men farming and women weaving, and holding a close relationship with his face. This is probably the dream of all the girls in the world.
Thinking of this, everyone’s expressions became lonely. They all knew that although everyone wanted to find such a husband who was good to them, how many opportunities were there? It is not easy to find a husband who is in line with me, not to mention that he has to be so kind to himself. In a place like the village, no woman does not need to go out to work and stay at home all day. It is only Yan Nanming has the ability, so Feng Qinghuan does not need to go out.
But is their future husband Yan Nanming capable of doing this? And even if he is willing to treat himself wholeheartedly, these girls have seen a lot of them. There are three wives and four concubines in those men, and a few of them are willing to stay in a small room with a wife. Those who have a little money will find a concubine to spread their families.
Seeing everyone’s expressions depressed, Feng Qinghuan comforted them and said, “Don’t worry, each of you will definitely find the person who belongs to you. You are all very good and worthy of being treated like this. If not, it can only prove that those men have no vision and cannot find your goodness. There is no need to be sad for them.”
“Yes, Qinghuan is right. We don’t have to be sad for a future person now. Who knows what kind of person we will marry in the future? If he is good to us, then we will naturally be happy. If we don’t, we don’t have to be sad here now. Let’s live our own life first. If it really doesn’t work, I don’t believe it. We can’t do it.”
Hearing his words, the other girls felt much better: “That’s right, it’s rare to see Qinghuan. There’s no need to discuss those annoying stinky men. If it destroys our atmosphere, let’s continue to talk about us.”
This girl has always been speaking among these girls, and everyone is happy to listen to her. After hearing her say this, everyone stopped the topic now, cared about Feng Qinghuan’s life after marriage, and asked her how good Yan Nanming was to him.
Feng Qinghuan was surrounded by everyone, and each person asked in a question without any help. She didn’t know who to answer.Answered slowly one by one.
“It’s nothing, but now Brother Yan doesn’t let me go to work in the field now. I just occasionally blow the computer to hit you. I don’t do the rest of my medicine field. I sew and wash clothes at home every day. I prepare the meal in advance at noon and evening. When Brother Yan comes back, it will be done.”