The Duan Family wept and wailed all day, but no one sympathized with her, nor did anyone believe that she had nothing to do with it. Even her two sons, Zhang Yancheng and Zhang Yanwei, were extremely disappointed in her.
"Mother, there is nothing wrong with the marriage Father arranged. Please don't be angry with him anymore," Zhang Yanwei advised.
The Duan Family screamed, "But how can the daughter of a small fourth-rank official be worthy of you?"
"Father is only a third-rank. Marriages have always ideally been low to high. I've seen the lady, and she is very good."
"I disagree."
"Even if you disagree, there's nothing that can be done. The marriage contract has already been set."
The Duan Family glared at him, "Aren't you afraid that after she enters the family, I will trouble her mother?"
Zhang Yanwei remained respectful but with a hint of menace in his words, "Then I can only take her and live elsewhere."
