The next morning, the Chens came back from a visit and saw that the orange tree in the yard had fallen and the oranges were all over the ground. There were not many other houses nearby, and only the Luo family lived close to them. Thinking of how Luo Xianxian looked at the oranges every day, the Chens were immediately sure —
The unlucky Luo Xianxian must have stolen the oranges!
Not only did she steal the oranges, but she also cut down their orange tree out of jealousy!
The Chens immediately complained to Luo Shusheng. Luo Shusheng couldn't stand such humiliation. He immediately called his daughter over and asked her angrily if she stole the oranges.
Luo Xianxian cried and said no.
He asked her again if she cut the tree.
Luo Xianxian still said no.
He asked her again if she ate the oranges.
Luo Xianxian didn't know how to lie, so she said yes.
Before she could explain, she was ordered to kneel down by her angry father. In front of the Chens, her father beat her with a ruler and said, "An adopted daughter is worse than a man!
How could you do such a thing at such a young age?
What a joke!
You disgraced your father!
You have to face the wall for three days to reflect on yourself and turn over a new leaf — "
"Dad, it wasn't me!
It really wasn't me! "
"How dare you talk back!"
No one believed her. Although the lower cultivation world was chaotic, the Colorful Butterfly Town was an exception. This town had always been simple and honest. They didn't close their doors at night. A crazy person covered in blood came in the middle of the night?
Who would believe that?
Luo Xianxian's small hands were beaten until the skin and flesh were broken.
The few people from the Chen family looked on coldly. Only the oldest boy among them tugged at the corner of his mother's clothes, looking like he wanted to say something but stopped.
His mother ignored him, and there was nothing he could do about it. His small face wrinkled, and he stood to the side, unwilling to continue watching.
At night, Luo Xianxian didn't dare to go back to her room. She squatted under the eaves and stood as punishment.
Her father was a scholar and couldn't tolerate stealing. He was also sour and stubborn. It was useless to talk to him because he didn't listen to her explanation.
Luo Xianxian, who had been hungry all day, felt dizzy. Suddenly, someone called her in a low voice, "Sister Luo."
Luo Xianxian turned around and saw a well-defined head sticking out from the edge of the mud wall. It was the eldest son of the Chen family, Chen Bohuan, who had tried to help her during the day.
Chen Bohuan looked left and right to make sure there was no one around, so he quickly flipped over the wall. He had a hot steamed bun in his arms, and without any explanation, he stuffed it into her hands.
"I see you've been standing under this wall all day and haven't eaten anything.
Here's a steamed bun for you, eat it quickly. "
"I …" Luo Xianxian was shy by nature. She had lived here for several months, but she hadn't talked much with her neighbor. Now that she suddenly looked at him so closely, she couldn't help but take two steps back and hit her head on the wall.
But she still stuttered, "I can't take it … Daddy won't let me … He said …"
He was incoherent for a long time, unable to form a complete sentence.
Chen Bohuan said, "Aiya, your father only knows how to talk all day long. Why do you care so much about him?
You'll get sick if you're hungry like this. Eat it, or it'll get cold. "
The steamed bun was white and tender, and it was very soft, with steam coming out.
Luo Xianxian lowered her head and stared at it for a while, swallowing her saliva.
He was really starving.
She didn't care about being a gentleman. She grabbed the steamed bun, lowered her head, and ate it. After a while, she finished it.
After eating, she raised her round eyes and said to Chen Bohuan, "I didn't cut down the orange trees, and I didn't want to steal them."
Chen Bohuan was stunned, and slowly smiled, "Yes."
"But they don't believe me …" Under such a disdainful gaze, Luo Xianxian's heart slowly melted, and her grievances melted like ice. She cried, opened her mouth, and wiped her tears, "They don't believe me … I didn't steal … I didn't steal …"
Chen Bohuan patted her in a hurry, "I know you didn't steal. Aiya, you stood under the tree every day and never took an orange. If you wanted to steal, you would have done it a long time ago …"
"It wasn't me!
It wasn't me! "She cried even harder, and snot and tears fell together.
Chen Bohuan patted her, "It wasn't you, it wasn't you."
The two children became familiar with each other just like that.
Later, there was a murder case in a neighboring village. It was said that a few nights ago, a blood-soaked bandit had entered a house and wanted to sleep in one of the rooms. The owner of the house did not agree, so the bandit stabbed the whole family to death. Then, in the house full of corpses, he slept leisurely and leisurely, and only left the next day in the morning.
So what if he left? He even stained the wall with blood and wrote a long article about what he had done, as if he didn't want the world to not know about such a bad person.
This news spread like wildfire, and soon, it spread to Colorful Butterfly Town.
It was the night when Luo Xianxian said she met "Crazy Big Brother".
Luo Shusheng and the Chen family were all speechless.
After the misunderstanding was solved, the two families began to interact more frequently.
The Chen couple saw that Luo Xianxian was very cute, a little beauty, and diligent and sensible. They thought that it would be difficult to find a better daughter-in-law with their family background, so they decided to arrange a marriage between Chen Bohuan and Luo Xianxian. When they reached marriageable age, they would officially hold a wedding banquet.
Luo Shusheng saw that his daughter and Chen Bohuan were childhood sweethearts, so he gladly agreed.
Days passed by. If it wasn't for Luo Shusheng's love for art and incense, the Chen and Luo families would have lived in poverty and peace like they had expected at the beginning.
But the bad thing was that Luo Shusheng accidentally found "Hundred Butterfly Incense Powder".
Although the smell of this powder was not special, and it was not much different from the ordinary spices in town, it had an advantage that ordinary spices couldn't have — —
It would linger for a hundred days, and its fragrance would never fade away.
The fragrance of Hundred Butterfly Incense Powder lasted for a long time, and the fragrance did not dissipate easily. It was a good and cheap thing that ordinary people wanted.
Luo Shusheng said, "Everything is inferior, but studying is the best." Although he found the powder, he was not willing to sell it. He thought that it would "lower his status."
If he didn't sell it, there would naturally be others who wanted it.
Mrs. Chen tried several times to get the recipe from Luo Shusheng and encourage him to open a shop, but she was rejected. After a few times, Mrs. Chen felt embarrassed and never mentioned it again. But in her heart, she firmly remembered this.
When Luo Xianxian was ten years old, an opportunity came.
Luo Shusheng, a sickly person, had tuberculosis. After struggling for a few days, he died.
As Luo Xianxian's in-laws, although their daughter was not married yet, there was still friendship between them. So, she helped with the funeral and was busy.
Luo Xianxian was grateful, but she didn't know that Mrs. Chen had secretly taken the recipe for the incense powder when she was packing up Luo Shusheng's belongings.
That night, Mrs. Chen was full of excitement under a bean oil lamp. She went over to read the recipe with excitement.
But after a glance, she was dumbfounded.
Luo Shusheng's calligraphy was elegant and graceful. She stared at it for a long time, but couldn't understand a single word.
She had no choice but to quietly put the recipe back.
After a few months, when Luo Xianxian calmed down, she called her daughter to the house for dinner. In the chat, she "accidentally" mentioned the fragrance of butterflies.
Luo Xianxian thought that it was useless to keep the recipe at home. Her mother-in-law was so good to her. If she wanted it, she would give it to her.
So, she found her father's belongings and helped Mrs. Chen identify the words. Little by little, she sorted out the precise recipe.
Mrs. Chen was wild with joy. After she got the recipe, she began to plan with her husband to open a shop.
Of course, at that time, she still cherished this gentle and sensible daughter-in-law. Luo Xianxian was getting more and more beautiful. Although her family was unfortunate, her appearance was one in a hundred. Many young men in the town began to pay attention to her.
A long night was fraught with problems. Mrs. Chen thought that she had to get this done quickly.
However, Luo Xianxian had just lost her father. According to the custom of Colorful Butterfly Town, if one's parents died, one could not marry for three years.
How could Mrs. Chen wait three years? She racked her brains and thought of a solution.
One day, Luo Xianxian was braiding the hair of the little sister of the Chen family. The little girl was very close to her. All day long, Luo Xianxian would follow her around like a little tail.
Mrs. Chen walked into the courtyard and called Luo Xianxian into the inner hall. She said to her, "Xianxian, you and Bo Huan were childhood sweethearts. You were engaged to him. Now that your father is gone, you're all alone. It's not easy for you to live.
Originally, you were supposed to marry into our family this year.
But the rule of three years of mourning here is so tiring that you can't get married. Auntie was thinking, if you wait three years, how old will you be? "
Luo Xianxian lowered her head and didn't say anything. But she was smart enough to guess Mrs. Chen's next words. Her cheeks turned slightly red.
Sure enough, Mrs. Chen continued.
"It's hard and tiring to live alone.
How about this? You marry me first. We'll close the door and pray to Heaven and Earth. We won't tell outsiders first. If others ask, you can say that you are living with auntie so that we can take care of each other.
This way, you will complete the ritual and won't be criticized. It will also make your old father feel at ease.
When the three years are up, we will hold a grand wedding for you two. What do you think? "
Her words sounded like she was thinking for Luo Xianxian. Luo Xianxian was not a bad person. She didn't think badly of others, so she agreed.
Later, the Chen family became rich by selling the Hundred Butterfly Fragrance Powder. They moved out of the old house and bought a large piece of land in town. They renovated the house and became a big family.
Luo Xianxian became a person who hid in the shadows of the big family and rarely showed herself.
People in town thought that Luo Xianxian was living in the Chen family because of Mrs. Chen's kindness. They didn't know that she and Chen Bohuan were married.
Although she felt wronged, Luo Xianxian only thought that her mother-in-law was doing this for her own good. So she didn't complain.
Plus, Chen Bohuan was sincere to her, so the couple lived a happy life. After three years, everything would return to normal.
However, Luo Xianxian didn't get married officially.
The Chen family's business was getting bigger and bigger. Plus, Chen Bohuan was handsome. Not only in Colorful Butterfly Town, but also in several other towns, the daughters of the big families started to have ideas about Young Master Chen.
After a while, Mrs. Chen's mind became active.
She set up this marriage because she thought that she couldn't find a good wife in a peasant family. So she was anxious to tie Luo Xianxian down.
Who would have thought that the Chen family would one day prosper? At this time, when she looked back at Luo Xianxian again, she felt that this girl was not good-looking enough. She was not smart enough. She was as dumb as her dead-headed father. No matter how she looked at her, she did not like her.
She regretted it a little.
But the appearance of Miss Yao changed her "a little" to "a lot".
Miss Yao is the daughter of the county magistrate. She loves military attire. One day, she was riding a horse on her way back from hunting. When she passed by a fragrance powder shop, she picked out a few fragrant powders. Who would have thought that instead of the fragrance powder, she saw a handsome young man who was busy in the hall.
That young man was none other than Luo Xianxian's husband, Chen Bohuan.