Quick Transmigration: The Control Group in Sweet Novels

Qi Yang never expected that when she went back home this time, her family would want to arrange a marriage for her.

After asking for leave from Granny Li, she went back with Qi He. It took about half an hour to walk from the capital to Xinghua Village, and the siblings walked one after the other.

Qi He is thirteen years old this year, which is the age when he is growing taller. He is as thin as a bamboo pole. Seeing that he does not seem to be in a hurry, Qi Yang also breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that his mother is really not sick.

But no matter how much Qi Yang tried to pry him open his mouth, he refused to say anything, leaving Qi Yang completely confused.

What secret is it that he's keeping hidden like this?

Upon reaching the village entrance, unlike the bustling capital, a short walk along the country road brought her to the view of her small, low-lying courtyard. Just as Qi Yang was about to enter, she looked up and froze.

There was another person squatting on the roof.

The man was wearing a brown coarse cloth short shirt with the cuffs rolled up to his forearms. He was bending over and placing a new tile on the roof with steady movements.

Qi Yang stopped and looked at Qi He in surprise, while Qi He waved and shouted, "Brother Liu, my sister is back!"

The person on the roof turned around at the sound, still holding a tile in his hand. He looked down at the two of them, first subconsciously smiling at Qi He, and then noticing the girl next to Qi He.

Back in the village, Qi Yang changed into casual clothes, wearing a white coarse cloth short shirt and a light blue homespun skirt. Her long hair was simply tied up with a blue cloth hairband and adorned with a wooden hair ornament. She wore no complicated accessories.

Standing amidst the mountains and fields, she already possesses a pure and refined beauty.

Brother Liu almost dropped the tile in his hand. He hurriedly reached out and grabbed it, avoiding looking at it. His face turned red from the tips of his ears all the way to the roots of his neck.

He lowered his head, pretending to be focused on laying the tiles, and said nervously, "Oh... you're back. Wait for me a moment."

Looking at his expression, Qi Yang understood everything. She glanced at Qi He to the side, who pretended to be unaffected, avoiding her gaze, and called into the house, "Mother, elder sister is back."

A short while later, a woman came out of the house. She had a slight limp in her left leg, and the siblings quickly went to help her, but Zhou pushed them away. "Yang'er is back. Come inside and rest for a while. You must be tired from your journey."

"Mother," Qi Yang called out, lowering her voice, "Why didn't you tell me?"

Zhou pretended to be confused and said, "What are you talking about? The roof was leaking the other day. That child is your aunt's neighbor. His family runs a carpentry shop in town. He's very skilled. He came over today to help repair the roof. Look how kind he is."

Look, every word is praising that person.

Qi Yang knew she couldn't reason with Zhou Shi, so she simply stopped talking and put the matter aside. She went back inside, but she couldn't help but listen to the noises coming from the roof.

The man occasionally exchanged a few words with Qi He, but the sound of the tiles rattling incessantly continued.

Qi Yang was slightly troubled.

Her mission was to rewrite the outcome of the control group, but it didn't mean she had to find someone to marry in this world.

After thinking it over for a while, she decided to go with the flow and find a reason to refuse later.

After a while, Qi He set the food on the table, and Zhou Shi called Brother Liu down from the roof. She also brought him a basin of water to wash his face. Qi Yang came out of her boudoir and happened to run into him.

After washing his face, the person's features became clearer. He had high brow bones and bright, piercing eyes, giving him a clean and efficient appearance.

When he saw Qi Yang, his eyes flashed quickly before he lowered them, his ears turned red, and he stood there as reserved as a young boy.

"Sheng-ge'er, please sit down, don't just stand there," Zhou Shi said warmly, while pushing Qi Yang towards Brother Liu's seat.

Qi Yang was pushed over, and seeing that the three had already taken their seats, she sat down without changing her expression and picked up her bowl to eat.

At the dinner table, only the three of them chatted enthusiastically, while Qi Yang kept eating in silence.

Zhou gently nudged her daughter's shoe under the table, but Qi Yang pretended not to notice and continued eating slowly.

Everyone had their own thoughts while eating the meal.

After finishing their meal, Qi He and Brother Liu went to repair the courtyard again, while Qi Yang got up and said she was going back to her residence.

Zhou disagreed, "Didn't you take leave today? Why are you going back so early?"

Qi Yang lied without changing his expression, saying, "The manor has been busy lately and we can't spare any manpower, so I have to go back early."

Zhou glared at her and remained silent. Seeing her silence, Qi Yang decided to be blunt, "Mother, I want to stay in the Marquis's mansion for a couple more years to save some money. I don't want to get married so early."

"Stop bringing up the Marquis's mansion. Your father died early, and I raised you all with my own hands, hoping that you could find a good home."

After Zhou finished speaking, she also felt emotional. She stepped forward and held her daughter's slightly aged hand. "I know you want to save some money for my medical treatment, but if I, this old hag, drag you two down for the rest of your lives, I would rather die."

Qi Yang bit her lip. "Mother, please don't say that."

Zhou leaned closer and gently advised, "Yang'er, I know you're a woman of your own mind, but this young man from the Liu family is truly remarkable. He's handsome, skilled, and lives in town, so he has no burdens. If you marry him, I'll feel at ease."

Zhou knew that her health had been a burden on her two children for a long time, and she felt guilty that Qi Yang was already of marriageable age but had not yet married.

The child's marriage has quickly become a source of anxiety for her.

Liu Chunsheng's conditions are indeed not bad, at least compared to the Qi family, they are much better.

My daughter won't suffer too much if she marries there; it's better than being a maid in that marquis's mansion.

Qi Yang knew that Zhou Shi meant well, so she patted her mother's hand and comforted her, "Mother, you mustn't say things like that anymore. You've never been a burden. I think life is pretty good now, and I don't have to get married..."

Zhou retorted, "If you don't want to get married, what do you want to do? Be a maid for the rest of your life?"

Qi Yang pursed her lips and remained silent.

She knew she couldn't win an argument with Zhou Shi, and further words would be pointless. She was already planning how to make them give up the idea of ​​arranging a marriage for her before returning to the manor.

The mother and daughter were at an impasse when suddenly there was a loud pattering sound outside, followed by a barrage of raindrops.

Qi He and the other woman hurriedly ran into the house, both of them half-soaked, but they were still smiling. "Sister, the rain is so heavy, you can't walk anymore, why don't you stay at home and rest?"

Qi Yang secretly glared at him. This brat is useless at everything, but he's number one at gloating.

Zhou looked at her with amusement, her eyes clearly saying, "Look, this is fate."

"Why don't you stay here tonight and go back first thing tomorrow morning?"