Quick Transmigration: Can This Kind of Scum Become the Chosen One?

Chapter 181 Rebirth 70, I Don't Want My Wife Anymore 3

Wang Dahai pondered what Jiang Cao had said.

Because he doesn't have the surname Jiang and isn't a member of the Jiang family, we rejected him.

Does the Jiang family want him to marry into their family?

Wang Dahai was very angry; the Jiang family wasn't exactly wealthy or powerful.

It's not like Jiang He only has one daughter; they also need to find a husband to continue the family line.

He's the only child in his family. If he were to marry into the family, wouldn't that mean the Wang family line would end?

They are too selfish.

They only thought of themselves and never considered him.

Wang Dahai gave up on Jiang He and wondered which girl in the village he could marry.

After much deliberation, Wang Dahai concluded that Li's aunt was too fierce, and he couldn't marry her daughter.

The Zhao family has several brothers, all of them tall and strong. If he quarrels with his wife, all of his brothers will come to his door to cause trouble. That won't do. He can't accept the Zhao family's daughter.

The Sun family was relatively well-off, and they only had one son and one daughter.

But the Sun family's daughter was too ugly and very fat; her body was twice the size of him.

He eats so much, we can't afford to feed him, we can't keep him.

Wang Dahai compared the girls in the village one by one.

It's either this won't work, or that won't work.

He lives alone and has to rely on himself for everything.

You can only find a wife you can control, not someone who can control you.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to maintain his dignity as the head of the family.

After much deliberation, he was still most satisfied with Jiang He.

But the Jiang family wants him to marry into their family, how can he agree to that?

Wang Dahai decided to go find Jiang He to see if there was any room for negotiation regarding his marriage into her family.

She married him, and they were from the same village.

Being able to go home anytime is no different from marrying into another family.

Wang Dahai went to find Jiang Cao, gave him a sweet potato, and asked him to call Jiang He out for a moment.

Jiang Cao, out of consideration for the sweet potato, helped to call Jiang He.

"Sister, Wang Dahai is looking for you."

"not see."

"Sis, why aren't you looking for him? He's right outside."

Why should I see him?

"He needs to talk to you about something."

"I'm not familiar with him. If I need anything, I can just ask you. Why do I have to come to you?"

Jiang Cao went to tell Wang Dahai that his sister didn't want to see him and that he could just talk to him about anything.

Wang Dahai glanced at the sweet potato that Jiang Cao had already eaten halfway through.

I didn't do anything good for him, and I even ate his food. That's too much.

Wang Dahai also knew that talking to Jiang Cao about this was completely pointless.

We still need to find Jiang He.

It seems Jiang He really wants him to marry into her family; she's forcing him to compromise.

Isn't it just because he has no one at home that they think he's easy to bully?

If I agree this time, I'm afraid I'll be able to manipulate him in various ways later.

After waiting for two days, Wang Dahai finally found an opportunity.

Jiang He went to the vegetable garden to pick vegetables, and Wang Dahai came over.

"Jiang He, I have something I want to ask you."

"what's up?"

Do you want me to marry into your family?

All I can tell you is that I cannot marry into the Wang family. I live alone and I must continue the family line.

If you marry me, we'll be from the same village, and you can go back to your parents' home anytime. I promise I won't stop you.

If you still think it's a bit far, then after we get married, we can build a house next to yours and live with your parents. It won't be any different from what we have now.

Wang Dahai noticed an old house next to the Jiang family's house, which seemed to have been where the Jiang family's old lady used to live.

The old lady is gone now, and no one lives in that house anymore.

Since it's just sitting empty anyway, we might as well let them live there.

His house is an old house, and the roof leaked a few days ago, but he hasn't had time to fix it yet.

Jiang He's eyes widened upon hearing this. What was Wang Dahai up to? How could he say such a thing? Where did he get the idea that she wanted him to marry into her family?

He should take a look at himself in the mirror. Why would she be interested in him?

But I shouldn't say it.

After the original owner married him, they actually moved into the old house next door.

Mr. and Mrs. Jiang renovated the place to make the original owner of the body more comfortable.

That old house was essentially given to the original owner.

It turns out that Wang Dahai really had his eye on their house; he's shameless.

"If you don't know your own limitations, take a piss and look in the mirror. I wouldn't even look at you. Forget about marrying into my family, I wouldn't even consider you my grandson."

"Jiang He, how can you be so rude, you're a young lady? I thought you were gentle, but I was wrong about you."

"Excuse me, I don't understand what you're barking about. This is my vegetable garden. What are you doing here? Are you trying to steal my vegetables?"

"Jiang He, you, you actually called me a dog? You filthy bitch, do you think you're some kind of hot commodity? I'd like to see who would marry a shrew like you. You can just wait to be an old maid."

Wang Dahai was furious. He hadn't expected to misjudge Jiang He. She was anything but gentle; she was a real shrew.

Wang Dahai was glad that he saw through her true colors early on; otherwise, if he had married her, he would have shot himself in the foot.

"Where did you come from, you stray dog? Get out of here right now."

Jiang He picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at Wang Dahai.

Wang Dahai was hit by a stone.

Jiang He not only used words, but also actions.

You can't have it, absolutely not.

Wang Dahai left quickly.

He was also afraid that Jiang He would cling to him.

Once on the road, Wang Dahai felt some pain all over his body.

That Jiang He really went too far, throwing stones at people directly.

They had quite a strong grip; even though it was just some small pebbles, it still hurt a lot when you got hit by them.

Wang Dahai rubbed the sore spot, not taking it seriously. Looking at the sky, it seemed like it was going to rain, so he had to hurry home to fix the roof.

Jiang He tossed the stone.

The acupoint she just hit was a fatal spot.

However, it won't cause Wang Dahai to die suddenly; instead, it will block his meridians, damage his organs, and eventually lead to his unknowing death.

He must live until he is reborn.

The ordinary, healthy, and peaceful life he didn't want in his past life is now an unattainable luxury in this one.

After Wang Dahai returned home, he climbed the ladder and went up to the roof.

He was all alone, and he had to do all these things by himself.

It took a lot of effort to replace the thatch with new straw.

While climbing down the ladder, I accidentally got a leg cramp and fell down.

Fortunately, the fall wasn't too high, and there was some discarded thatch on the ground, so no one was injured.

The rain started pouring down, and Wang Dahai didn't have time to lament his bad luck. He quickly gathered up everything that needed to be gathered in the yard.

Looking at the rain outside, Wang Dahai made himself a pot of corn porridge.

I always cook a whole pot every time I cook.

This way you can eat more meals, and you only need to reheat them in between.

Anyway, he doesn't care about these things when he's alone.

Wang Dahai poured himself a glass of wine.

There's a distillery right next to their village, and they send all the sorghum they grow to the distillery.

However, because of this, they can also exchange work points for some alcohol.

Wang Dahai would pour himself a glass whenever he had a spare moment and sip it slowly.

That's all the fun he can find for himself.