"Da Shan's mother, be careful!"
Zhao Dashan rushed over, stepping into the field with one foot to catch Cheng Loanloan.
Just as Zhao Fugui was about to help, his ear was pinched by an arm.
Fugui's aunt pinched her husband's ear, stood there staring at Cheng Loanloan, and angrily scolded, "Excellent! You vixen, you dare to seduce my husband right in front of me. It's only been a year since Da Shan died, and you can't even remain chaste. How can you be so shameless..."
Cheng Loanloan stood up straight, completely unfazed. She sneered, "Since Fugui's aunt has mentioned Da Shan, I want to ask you a few questions: Is Zhao Fugui as handsome as Da Shan? Is Zhao Fugui as capable as Da Shan? And one more question, tell me, what about Zhao Fugui is better than Da Shan? What makes him worthy of me seducing him?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Fugui's face turned ashen.
When he was young, he was considered handsome and refined, but everything about him was always overshadowed by Zhao Youjin. Now, Zhao Youjin had been dead for over a year, and people were still comparing him to a dead man!
The villagers who had just received benefits from Cheng Loanloan naturally spoke up for her.
"Da Shan was very handsome. The year he married Da Shan's mother, he broke countless young women's hearts."
"Youjin was an honest man. During his lifetime, Youjin often helped the widowed and elderly with their work. No one in our village could compare to Youjin."
"Such a good person, why did he have such a short life..."
Cheng Loanloan pursed her lips.
In the original owner's memory, there were many arguments with Zhao Youjin. Most of them were because Zhao Youjin went out to help others, and then the two would have a noisy quarrel. Zhao Youjin was a simple man who helped others without expecting anything in return, while the original owner was a selfish woman.
Fortunately, Zhao Youjin only returned once after serving in the army for a few years; otherwise, the two might have found it impossible to live together much sooner.
Her gaze calmly swept over the onlookers, and she spoke each word distinctly, "Da Shan treated me very well. Although he has passed away, he will always live in my heart. I can never forget Da Shan, so I will not remarry. Today, here, I declare that I will remain chaste for Da Shan for the rest of my life."
In her previous life, she had been single for thirty-three years, so everyone looked at her with strange eyes, whispering behind her back that she was an old woman no one wanted to marry.
But in this life, her sons were already grown. If she wanted to be single, she could be single, and she could even use this reason to live single with dignity.
Old Madam Zhao looked incredulous.
While it was rare for widows to remarry in those times, it wasn't unheard of. There were women in the village in their twenties or thirties whose husbands had died, and after remarrying, they would give birth to a son the following year, and their lives weren't bad.
She thought that as long as her eldest daughter-in-law could remain chaste for her eldest son for three full years. After three years, if her eldest daughter-in-law remarried, the Zhao family could give her some dowry.
Who would have thought that her eldest daughter-in-law would publicly declare she would remain chaste for life!
Could such words really come from her eldest daughter-in-law's mouth?
"Da Shan's mother, you're still young, don't think foolishly!"
"Wait until your four boys marry their wives and have their own small families, then you'll be an outsider. It's still your own husband who knows your warmth and cold."
"However, having said that, there's no one in the village better than Youjin. It's normal for Da Shan's mother to have this thought..."
"If there's no one in Dahe Village, then we'll go to the town to look. There should be someone suitable there..."