TFWYH – Chapter 144 Out of reach

Tang Wan didn’t want it, but Madam Jiang and Ling Yue completely ignored her, paying directly without regard for her wishes.

The only small comfort for Tang Wan was that the shopkeeper’s wife knocked three taels off the price.

With a numb expression, Tang Wan walked down the street in her new outfit—rarely seen in black—and immediately her rate of turning heads went up by two hundred percent.

Ling Yu sat in his wheelchair, his expression calm, but the air around him grew colder and colder.

He knew Tang Wan was beautiful, but he hadn’t expected that just a change of clothes and hairstyle would make her seem like a different person altogether.

If he’d known, he wouldn’t have let her buy it.

Tang Wan was extremely sensitive to emotions; how could she not notice?
“Husband, you’re not happy?”

“No,” Ling Yu gave her a light glance, which somehow made him even more displeased.

Tang Wan: …

But you really don’t look like you’re “fine,” do you?

Who upset you?

Tell me, and I’ll beat them up for you!

Unfortunately, even by the time they got home, Ling Yu still hadn’t told Tang Wan who had provoked him.

Once the shopping was done, Madam Jiang headed straight to the kitchen.

Moving into a new home was an auspicious event, so of course they had to host a gathering.

She had already invited their in-laws, as well as Aunt Yang’s family and Widow Hong.

Aunt Yang and Widow Hong arrived early, set down their gifts, and immediately went in to help.

Li Dashan even led over their horse, Treading Snow.

Settling into its brand-new stable, Treading Snow was very pleased with its new home… well, truthfully, after strolling around once, it was simply very satisfied.

The kitchen was spacious, not as cramped as the one back in the countryside.

Inside, the three women chatted and laughed, with Aunt Yang and Aunt Hong genuinely happy for the second branch of the family and even a little envious.

Li Dashan busied himself moving things for Ling Yue, his face full of cheer.

Before long, Tang Hongba’s family also arrived, bringing two brand-new red lanterns to replace the old ones hanging outside.

With more people in the courtyard, the atmosphere quickly became lively.

Little Ling Chen was the happiest of all—he finally had his own room.

The room was large, with a bed and even a desk, where his big brother’s old study tools were neatly placed.

Though it couldn’t compare to his elder brother and sister-in-law’s room, Ling Chen was already more than satisfied.

After arranging his own bedroom, Ling Yue took out some beef jerky and sesame candy to distribute among the neighboring households.

Since they had just moved in, they had to establish good relationships.

Ever since starting the business, Ling Yue had been growing steadily—more worldly and tactful by the day.

Aunt Yang stole several glances at her, then at her own son following behind Ling Yue, her smile growing deeper.

She truly liked this girl, Ling Yue. If only she were a little older—otherwise, Aunt Yang might already have tried probing Madam Jiang to see if Ling Yue could be her daughter-in-law.

Widow Hong quickly noticed her thoughts. She said nothing at first, but once Madam Jiang stepped out, she pulled Aunt Yang aside and whispered:
“Don’t go entertaining such ideas. That girl Ling Yue’s future won’t stop here. Your Dashan couldn’t match her, and he wouldn’t be able to handle her either.”

Hey!

What kind of thing to say is that?

Aunt Yang was unhappy: “My son is hardworking and capable. Why can’t he match her?”

Widow Hong could only sigh. Aunt Yang was good in every other way, but her vision was too narrow—sometimes she seemed a little slow-witted.

If it were anyone else, she wouldn’t bother saying more. But since she knew Aunt Yang was a good person and truly treated her as a friend, she spoke bluntly:
“You fool, Young Master Yu has already regained his scholar’s status. He’s excellent at his studies, and with that, he’s bound to achieve honors in the future. Then Ling Yue will be the sister of an official. What would your son possibly have to offer?”

Aunt Yang froze for a moment, then quickly said:
“Then I’ll propose before Young Master Yu passes the exams!”