“Chen Yang, do you want a wife?”
“Sister-in-law, do you want to be with me? Then I’ll definitely agree.”
Dachang City, Liu Street alley, Great Xia Dynasty.
Chen Yang guarded his fish stall, his eyes lighting up as he looked at the beauty before him.
The sister-in-law's name was Song Qian. She had only married his neighbor, Zhou Family Li, three months ago. Zhou Family Li was a sickly man. Originally, his family wanted to use the marriage to bring good luck, but unexpectedly, Zhou Family Li died within a few days.
Song Qian had an excellent appearance, a good personality, and a curvaceous figure. If Song Qian was willing to be with him, he wouldn't mind.
This was because Chen Yang had transmigrated more than half a month ago, possessing the body of a fisherman named Chen Yang. Along with him came a 'Wife-Pampering Prosperity System'.
Every day, he could extract 'wife emotional value' from his wife, which could be used to enhance martial power, search for treasures, and so on.
His original body owned a courtyard house in Dachang City and also operated a fish stall. Although not extremely wealthy, he was considered to be in a well-off family.
The Great Xia Dynasty had been established for a thousand years and was a world of martial arts. In recent years, natural disasters had been continuous, and the lives of the common people grew harder day by day.
Therefore, with his conditions, it was still very easy to marry a wife.
These days, he had already been planning to get married, not only because of the system but also to find a companion to chat with at night.
Upon hearing this, Song Qian's pretty face flushed. “Chen Yang, don’t talk nonsense. I’m already married.”
“Sister-in-law, it’s been almost three months since Brother Zhou Family Li passed away. I know you’re a good woman and want to remain a widow for him, but you’re so young. Are you going to live like this your whole life?”
Chen Yang glanced around. There was no one nearby, so he dared to speak like this.
These days, Song Qian often came to buy fish. Over time, the two of them became quite familiar.
Sometimes, when he was busy, Song Qian would also help him clean fish. He really liked Song Qian's personality. He was thinking that if Song Qian agreed, he would spend some silver to her in-laws and take her directly.
Upon hearing Chen Yang’s words, Song Qian’s expression also darkened.
Actually, she had no feelings for Zhou Family Li.
The reason she married a sick man was purely because her family’s crops failed this year. To pay taxes, she accepted silver from the Zhou Family family and thus married into the Zhou Family family.
Thinking of how her mother-in-law and father-in-law always guarded against her, she couldn't help but feel a sense of sorrow.
She couldn't help but glance at Chen Yang. Chen Yang was much more handsome than her deceased husband, and he often made her happy.
Being with him gave her a relaxed and pleasant feeling.
That's why she sometimes helped Chen Yang clean fish and tidy up the fish stall.
Of course, when she told her in-laws, she said that Chen Yang would give her two fish as payment for her work.
Only then did her in-laws turn a blind eye and say nothing.
“Chen Yang, don’t talk nonsense. It’s not good if someone hears. I wanted to tell you that I have a younger sister. When can you meet her to be your wife?”
Song Qian said shyly, not daring to look Chen Yang in the eyes.
“Your sister? Is she as pretty as you?”
“Of course she is.”
“That’s good. But sister-in-law, if you want, I can also marry you.” Chen Yang chuckled.
“You always joke with me. If you do that again, I’ll bite you.”
Song Qian bared her teeth and grinned, feeling both joy and a little sadness in her heart.
Her in-laws would definitely not let her go unless he gave them silver, but Chen Yang was just a fisherman. Even if he could afford it, Chen Yang wouldn't be willing.
Therefore, they were destined to be fated but not together.
“Song Qian, where did you disappear to in a blink of an eye? Come back and work! Water the plot of land in the back.”
Suddenly, a harsh female voice came from the house next door.
This was Song Qian's mother-in-law. Ever since her son died of illness, her mother-in-law and father-in-law's attitude towards her became increasingly strict, treating her as free labor.
They made her do all the dirty and tiring work.
Song Qian had no other choice.
This was a feudal martial arts world. If a woman had no skills, once she married, she belonged to the man's family.
Unless the man divorced her, she had nowhere to go.
Song Qian cast a helpless look at Chen Yang and turned to leave.
Unexpectedly, Chen Yang suddenly grabbed her hand. “How much did Zhou Family Li spend to marry you?”
“Ten… ten taels of silver…”
Song Qian didn't pull her hand back, her eyes filled with a hint of anticipation.
“Got it.” Chen Yang gave an awkward smile and released her hand.
Song Qian’s eyes dimmed. She knew Chen Yang wouldn't be willing to spend that much silver.
After all, he had good conditions, and many young girls would be willing to marry him even if the bride price was a little less.
Why would he be willing to spend ten taels of silver to marry her?
After Song Qian left, Chen Yang immediately returned to his house and pulled out a wooden box from under his bed.
Inside were more than ten taels of silver, all saved by his previous self.
To be honest, spending ten taels of silver to buy Song Qian was indeed a bit expensive. If he wanted to marry other women, two or three taels would be enough.
After all, he had good conditions.
Recently, he had also asked a matchmaker to scout a few.
However, those he saw were of mediocre quality, very mediocre.
And Song Qian was not only beautiful, but her personality also suited his taste!
The key was that she was sensible, cheerful, and well-educated.
His wife-pampering system required him to collect his wife's emotional value daily.
That is to say, his wife had to be an optimistic, cheerful, and clear-headed person.
If he married someone who wasn't clear-headed, no matter how good he was to her or how much he doted on her, if her emotional value never increased, it would be a huge loss.
Therefore, spending more silver to get Song Qian was definitely a good deal.
This world was a martial arts world, and it hadn't been very peaceful these years. Even within this city, gang fights, robberies, and murders often occurred.
For example, his stall was often visited by gangs demanding protection money. The day before yesterday, he had just given two taels of silver, which pained him for half a day.
Therefore, as soon as he arrived in this world, he felt a sense of urgency.
That was to become stronger!
Only in this way could he avoid being extorted and targeted.
So, he had to marry as soon as possible!
He then glanced at his Wife-Pampering Prosperity System.
Family Patriarch: Chen Yang.
Martial Arts Realm: None.
Strength: One-fifth of an ox’s strength.
Dao Companion: None.
Cultivation Technique: None.
Skill: Fishing 50%.
Wife Emotional Value: 0.
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“My current strength is only one-fifth of an ox’s strength.”
Chen Yang clenched his fists. He was very weak now, so he could only pay protection money to the gangs and swallow his pride.
But he believed that after he got married, everything would be different.
He then picked up the silver, thinking about finding a suitable opportunity to speak with Song Qian's in-laws.
They had been neighbors for so many years, and Chen Yang understood the personalities of those two people very well.
They were mean-spirited and extremely stingy, but their son had a good relationship with him. They grew up together, and because he was two years older, Chen Yang called him Big Brother.
As he was thinking, a scolding voice suddenly came from next door: “You can’t even do such a small chore properly, what are you good for?!”
“Slap!”
The sound of a bamboo stick hitting something came through.
“Mother, stop hitting! Stop hitting!” Song Qian’s pleading voice came.
“Hitting my wife!”
Chen Yang was enraged. He had planned to find an opportunity to propose next door, but now it seemed he couldn't wait. What if she got hurt?
Chen Yang immediately went next door.
“Thump, thump, thump!”
Without waiting for someone to open the door, Chen Yang pushed it open and entered.
Inside the house, Li Pozi held a wooden stick in her hand, while Song Qian was forced into a corner.
Not far away, a bucket of water had spilled on the ground, soaking some firewood that was drying there.
All the firewood was wet, meaning no fire could be lit today, which was why Li Pozi was angry and hitting Song Qian with the stick.
“Chen Yang, what is it?” Li Pozi asked Chen Yang ungraciously, her anger not yet subsided.
Song Qian wiped tears from the corners of her eyes and cast a pleading look at Chen Yang.
Chen Yang stepped forward and said, “Granny Li, what’s wrong? Why are you so angry?”
“This daughter-in-law of mine is too insensible. She can’t even carry a bucket of water. Look here, she soaked all the firewood we were drying!”
“The water is too heavy, I can’t carry it.” Song Qian retorted indignantly.
“Still daring to talk back! See if I don’t beat you to death.” Li Pozi was about to hit her again.
“This is a small matter. I have firewood at home. I’ll bring some over for you later.” Chen Yang quickly stopped Li Pozi and chuckled.
Seeing Chen Yang being so understanding, Li Pozi's anger subsided a little. She said, “Thank you, but what do you need?”
“Granny Li, it’s like this. My Brother Zhou Family Li is also gone, and you two are getting old. We’re all neighbors, and you’ve both watched me grow up. I’m like half a son to you!”
Seeing Chen Yang say this, Li Pozi sighed, “Chen Yang, I used to treat you like my own son. It’s good that you think this way now.”
“That’s right, I’ll take care of you both in your old age.”
“Really?”
“Really!”
Li Pozi was even more excited. Her son’s death was a pain in her heart and also made her worry about her future old age. Chen Yang’s words comforted her, and she wondered if she should interact more with Chen Yang in the future.
“Chen Yang, are you asking us for something?”
From the inner room walked out a dark-skinned, gaunt old man, who was Li Pozi’s husband, Zhou Fu.
In his early years, he was a traveling merchant, having traveled extensively, making him quite shrewd and not easily fooled.
Li Pozi, reminded by Zhou Fu, felt a chill in her heart and asked cautiously, “Yes, Chen Yang, out of the blue, are you asking us for something?”
“It’s like this, I’m also like half a son to you… I… I want to get married recently!” Chen Yang glanced at Song Qian, who immediately panicked, quickly lowered her head, and kept twisting her hands.
She was both hoping Chen Yang would want her and worried that if he said it, Li Pozi and Zhou Fu would refuse.
That would be troublesome.
Zhou Fu suddenly understood and said, “Chen Yang, do you want to borrow silver?”
In these times, getting married was not a small expense.
But he was very surprised. Chen Yang had good conditions, and his fish business was quite good. Why would he need to borrow money to get married?
Where did all his money go?
“No, no, Uncle Zhou Family, I’m not borrowing silver.” Chen Yang waved his hand.
“Then what do you want to say?”
“I want to marry Song Qian!” Chen Yang said straightforwardly.
“Ah? Nonsense, she’s your sister-in-law!” Li Pozi immediately became angry.
Song Qian was her son’s wife, how could she let Chen Yang take advantage of her?
Did he really think he could be compared to her son?