Zhao Jiner didn't blame him, after all, her luck was indeed a bit too bad. But deep down, she couldn't help but feel a little sad.,The old woman said when it came time to arrange marriages, she praised the Qin family to the heavens. She described a magnificent house with red brick and green tile roofs, and boasted that they had delicious meals every day.,On the kang lay a man, who had not yet opened his mouth but coughed first, it was Qin Muxiu, her husband.。