The Daily Life of a Down-on-Hard-Life Medicine Girl Supporting Her Family

Chapter 107 has a plan

"you are lying."

Faced with Zhao Minghua's confession, Chunnuan smiled faintly: "You don't love me at all."

Zhao Minghua... how can I explain this to you so you'll believe me?

Were all those nights I climbed walls for nothing?

"Then tell me, what is it about me that you love?"

This stumped Zhao Minghua.

Qingsheng rolled his eyes and looked up at the sky.

Young Master can be really stupid sometimes. Despite being eloquent outside, he can't say a word when he's with family or important people.

"Come on, tell me, what do you love about me?" Chun Nuan smiled and said, "Is it because of my looks, my talent, my personality, my kindness, and finally my character?"

Zhao Minghua was completely baffled by the question!

If Chunnuan asked his second brother, he could probably answer that question.

The knowledge I possess is truly inadequate.

"Young Master Zhao, in your eyes, can't you even name any good qualities I have?"

"Of course you have strengths, lots of them." Zhao Minghua was quite familiar with the topic of strengths: "You're very smart, very talented, and very courageous..."

"Then, what about my appearance?"

Chunnuan couldn't help but smile again.

He wasn't truly in love with himself; he probably didn't even understand what kind of feelings he had for himself.

Shouldn't a woman, especially a woman of this era, consider appearance first when it comes to marriage?

Chunnuan was quite confident in her appearance, but Zhao Minghua didn't mention it at all. So, would he dare to call the advantages he saw in her "heart's desire"?

“You…” Zhao Minghua had never seen a girl so direct before, and asked Rongyan.

He glanced up at Chunnuan quickly, his heart racing, and his face instantly turned red to the roots of his ears.

"To tell the truth?" Zhao Minghua asked.

"Hehe, I didn't invite you here to hear any lies," Chunnuan said. "After all, we've known each other for so long, it would be unfair to tell lies about our friendship over the years, wouldn't it?"

“That’s right, then I’ll tell you the truth.” It’s different when you have a relationship with someone; Zhao Minghua’s psychological burden was greatly reduced: “Actually…actually, I’ve never dared to see what you look like.”

Spring is here... very good, Zhao Minghua actually dared not look at the girl.

“I always thought that one should not look at what is improper. What kind of thing is it for a young man like me to stare at a young woman?” Zhao Minghua was particularly gentlemanly: “But, just that one glance just now, I felt... you are so beautiful, I even feel that I am not good enough for you.”

When you're with someone you know, you should be open and honest.

"Hehe, what you said is true," Chunnuan said. "Then are you still going to propose?"

"Propose! Only a fool wouldn't propose!" Zhao Minghua felt he wasn't exaggerating; Chunnuan was truly audacious. What girl would dare ask a young man, "Will you propose?" Yet she dared!

"Then what makes you think you deserve to marry me?" Chunnuan didn't mince words: "I think I have the same qualities you mentioned, and I think I'm more than good enough for you. So, if you want to marry me, you have to show me what makes you shine. After all, marriage is a lifelong commitment, and I don't want to settle."

At present, Zhao Minghua can only be described as annoying in her eyes, and it's really a bit of a stretch to talk about marriage.

When prominent families in the capital form a marriage alliance, they must inevitably take into account certain related interests.

The Xiao family isn't so materialistic when it comes to marrying off their daughters; they still value social standing and won't marry up or down.

Now that she is in Sichuan, she has no status or position, and the Xiao family has no background. If she marries into the Zhao family, people will definitely think that she has gotten a good deal.

But Chunnuan is different; she wants to get this advantage clearly and explicitly. She has to have something in mind before she marries.

Especially at times like this, the Xiao family would either give her money, enough to help her become rich and powerful; the Zhao family couldn't do that.

Either they seek power, the right to bring their fathers back from the northern desert as soon as possible.

Of course, given the current situation of the Xiao family, it would be difficult for them to marry into such a family. After all, a family with a criminal record would attract shrewdness and people would avoid the Xiao family altogether.

The Zhang family's decision to break off the engagement is the best proof of this.

Alternatively, one might choose a person whose character and looks are so good that they'll stay with you forever at first sight.

Currently, Zhao Minghua doesn't fit the bill at all.

So why did I choose him?

As spring warms, Zhao Minghua asks a question, but isn't she also asking herself for an answer?

Is it necessary to get married simply because you've reached a certain age?
"I really don't have any skills right now." Zhao Minghua got nervous and started to stutter.

If only I had studied medicine seriously with Grandpa, it would have been great to become a doctor now. She makes medicine and treats patients herself—isn't that a perfect example of a harmonious wife working together?
Or, if she studied as diligently as her second brother, she could at least join in with a line or two when she recited poetry.

Just now, she said those things and I didn't even know how to respond.

After much thought, I realized that I really don't seem to have any redeeming qualities.

"But don't worry, I'll definitely be capable in the future and earn lots and lots of money so you can live a life free from financial worries."

This was the only advantage Zhao Minghua dared to mention after thinking for a long time. Of course, she didn't know if it counted in Chunnuan's case, since Chunnuan could live a comfortable life without relying on herself.

"Making money, how to make money, how much money?"

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Minghua said that he wanted to become the richest man in Daxia.

"Then you can take good care of your relatives in Shu, and maybe you can even find a way to bring your relatives in Mobei back." Zhao Minghua knew that Chunnuan was always thinking about the reunion of her family, and he expressed his willingness to help her.

"Then what else do you want from me when you ask me to marry you?"

Zhao Minghua... is it absolutely necessary to say it?
“In other girls’ eyes, it might be true liking, affection, or love,” Chunnuan said calmly. “But in my eyes, men are divided into two categories: useful and useless. Anyone who is beneficial to me is useful, and the person I want to marry must also be useful. If he is a useless man, I will not agree to marry him. After all, I have a heavy burden behind me, and getting married will only distract me from taking care of them.”

"I……"

"Speak up, you're a real man. If you keep hesitating, it really makes me feel like there's no point in talking anymore."

"Then I'll tell you, but don't get angry."

"Speak." Angry? What's there to be angry about? If you were angry about everything, you'd be dead from anger by now!
Someone who studies medicine and understands pharmaceuticals has seen all kinds of patients; she wouldn't make things difficult for herself.

"I just think you're great, great in every way, especially very capable and intelligent. If we cooperate, we might really become the richest man in Great Xia."

"Haven't we been working together all along? Why tie us down for life and use marriage to bind me?"

See, my gut feeling was right. Zhao Minghua, this kid may seem like this or that on the surface, but in reality, he's very smart. He has a clear sense of right and wrong. Anyone who believes he's really in love is a fool.

"It's different, it's really different." Zhao Minghua was getting anxious: "With this cooperation, you can be me, you can be Master Zhang, and in the future, there will be Master Wang and Master Chen..."

If you give her even a little more incentive, you can easily steal her business away.

What Zhao Minghua finds most intolerable is watching money slip away right before his eyes.

"You mean, if I marry into the Zhao family, I'll be in charge of all your business dealings, essentially binding me with a marriage certificate so I can make money for you and become the richest man in Great Xia?"

"No, no." Zhao Minghua quickly shook his head and solemnly declared, "I want to propose to you because I feel you have great fortune, like a benevolent child before the God of Wealth; I'm proposing to you because I want to treat you like a princess, and I will absolutely not restrict you or bully you..."

Xiao Chunnuan... Mrs. Zhao, Mrs. Zhao, come and listen to what your dear youngest son is saying.

No, I mean, I've come to hear what your youngest son really has to say.

Yes, it felt like spring was in the air. In this discussion, Mrs. Zhao's determination to marry him far exceeded that of Zhao Minghua.

That's why she decided to have an open and honest talk with Zhao Minghua, to put some things out in the open. Even though the blind date didn't work out, the friendship between them was still there, and she didn't want her few business partners to become enemies because of some inexplicable connection.

Upon hearing his young master's words, Qingsheng looked up at the sky again.

Indeed, the young master prides himself on being clever. No, no, no, it's the Zhao family that all think the young master is very clever, but today, in this round of conversation with Miss Xiao, the third young master lost, lost utterly.

Moreover, Qing Sheng found it unbelievable. The Third Young Master had clearly climbed over the wall to observe the neighbors, and only stopped peeping after they had planted a circle of bamboo. Who would have thought that what he saw as deep affection and loyalty would be nothing but business talk in his mouth!

Should we tell my wife about this?
Well, there's probably no need for me to tell my wife, since the young master has lost this round utterly.

"Grandma, will you marry me?"

Finally, Zhao Minghua asked a straightforward question.

Spring is here... This person is actually even sillier than I imagined, but there's a certain cuteness to their silliness.

"I am still in mourning, and I will be out of mourning for another two years."

“I can wait. I’m not in a hurry to get married.” Zhao Minghua understood that there was still room for negotiation: “We can get engaged first, and then after your mourning period, I will carry you into the house in a grand sedan chair.”

"Are you sure you're carrying your wife and not some kind of God of Wealth?" Chunnuan teased him.

"Whether it's a wife or a god, I will respect you, okay?" Zhao Minghua knew it was time to make his stance clear: "Don't worry, if I marry you, I will definitely respect you and cherish you. Moreover, I promise that I will only marry you and there will be no concubines or maids."

“This is a must,” Chunnuan said. “Our Xiao family also has this family tradition: men do not take concubines and women do not become concubines. There is no room for discussion.”

"I can do it, I promise I will." Zhao Minghua raised his hand, feeling that he could use an oath to prove his commitment.

"That's one thing, but I have another request."

"You said."

“Every time I cooperate with you, I want everything to be clearly written down in black and white, and I want 20% of the profits.”

Zhao Minghua was taken aback, but finally nodded in agreement with appreciation.

"This agreement also needs to be written down."

"No problem, I'll do whatever you say."

Celebrating a birthday... I feel that the Third Young Master and the Xiao family's daughter are not discussing marriage, but rather a business deal.

It was really strange; the two of them were talking very seriously and happily.

And so, the negotiation was completed.

The two parties agreed to first get engaged, and then get married after two years of mourning.

When Zhao Minghua returned home, his wife immediately asked what had happened.

"Don't worry, your daughter-in-law is not going to run away. Get ready to ask a matchmaker to come and propose marriage. Get engaged first, and then get married after she finishes her mourning period."

"You rascal..." Mrs. Zhao was so excited she didn't know what to say: "You've finally done something decent, something important. Alright, alright, I'll ask the matchmaker to go to the Xiao family to propose marriage tomorrow."

"Why wait until tomorrow? Let's find a matchmaker right now and go to the Xiao family to propose marriage first thing tomorrow morning." What Zhao Minghua saw was not his charming and beautiful wife, but rather a torrent of yellow and white substances that would gush forth like a surging river.

He cherishes the warmth of spring so much that he can turn any idea into a business deal.

Look at my teahouse now. Not to mention the women's teahouse area, it's always packed, and you even need to make a reservation in advance.

This summer, the teahouse across the street owned by Master Zhang also made a fortune thanks to the herbal tea recipe she provided.

Once he marries her, all the other masters—Zhang, Wang…—will have to step aside.

Chunnuan put down her pen and sighed softly.

She didn't know what the final outcome of this deal would be.

But Chunnuan knew very well that a marriage with ulterior motives would last longer than one without.

How many years can a woman be happy just because of her looks?

She has the ability to support her family and could choose not to marry, but societal norms prevent her from doing so.

If she doesn't get married, it will affect the marriage prospects of Xiao's younger siblings.

This open and honest negotiation with Zhao Minghua resulted in a pleasant collaboration.

Most importantly, Zhao Minghua is not a bad person, and I can understand his inner thoughts.

Therefore, it's easier to be open and honest when discussing cooperation with someone you know well.

I wonder how Mrs. Zhao will react after she finds out about their conversation.

"I really want to give him a good beating." At the Zhao family home, Mrs. Zhao secretly kept Qingsheng behind, wanting to find out what the two had been talking about. Qingsheng was only concerned for his young master, so he told her everything.

"Madam, please don't be angry. Fortunately, the outcome was good," Qingsheng quickly comforted her.

"What do you know? That third son of yours, he's wasted his education." Mrs. Zhao was furious. "No, that's exactly who he is. He's idle, uneducated, and incredibly stupid..."

Mrs. Zhao launched into a tirade in front of Qingsheng, eventually even cursing Qingsheng herself.

"Why didn't you stop him when he said those things?"

Celebrating a birthday... The mouth is on the young master's body, and the heart is also hidden by the young master. The two of them are talking face to face, how can he allow himself to say a word?
"Luckily, Chunnuan agreed. If she hadn't, I really would have sewed his mouth shut with a needle."

Celebrating a birthday... but when it comes to being fierce, it's definitely our wife.

However, on second thought, Miss Xiao is such a sensible person, she will probably be even better than the madam in the future!
Zhizhi is asking for votes, thank you babies!
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