Chapter 4419 I Can’t Afford Such a Good Fiancé

After eating the cake, Zhaohui grabbed the banana leaf next to her. The banana leaf tilted down, and a bright drop of water in the middle of the leaf rolled down and flowed into her mouth.

Apparently the girls here are already skilled at drinking the water from the leaves.

Zhaohui drank the water skillfully and wiped her lips with her sleeve, feeling very relaxed and comfortable.

Qian'er admired her movements and said with a smile: "If you can be as free as Lotus, you will be the real number one beauty of the Wu tribe."

Zhaohui snorted: "I can't compare to her."

"How can it not compare?"

"She is lucky. She has been married to Dongdan since she was a child. Although Dongdan has no rights, he is the patriarch of the clan, and the high priest must give him some respect. Besides, who in the village doesn't know that Dongdan has liked Lianhua since he was a child, even if she She refused to get married when she was seventeen, and Dongdan never said anything. I am not as lucky as she is, and I cannot have such a good fiancé."

Although Zhaohui was unwilling to speak, she didn't have any jealousy or resentment, she just spoke calmly.

Qian'er asked: "You are so good-looking, your fiancé must be very good too."

"I only know that if I marry him, I will have to work hard, give birth to a son for his family, serve him, and serve his mother and father. If the man doesn't want to go out, I will have to pick fruits, hunt, and farm. In short, All the hard work is mine. I would rather die than live a life like that of a pig or an ox."

Qian'er nodded silently: "This kind of life is indeed unbearable. Therefore, you must strive to marry Long Bo. I support you."

"What's the use of your support? Unless you give me your princess status, I can marry Long Bo. But..." Zhaohui herself felt that this was ridiculous and laughed, "If I become a princess, I will Don’t stay here, let alone marry Luang Por.”

"Don't you like Luang Por?"

"Long Bo is handsome, I naturally like him."

"You don't like him." Qian'er shook her head, "Long Bo is just the best person you can think of to rely on at the moment, so you let yourself like him."

"Is there any difference? Anyway, just to live a good life, instead of marrying those hard-working men, it is better to marry a high priest. Besides, Long Bo is a good person."

"How many times have you met Luang Por?"

"once."

"Just once?"

"That's a lot. Long Bo never goes out. I'm lucky enough to see him once in a while. Although it's just a quick glance, he looks really good." Zhaohui smiled again, "Maybe, wait a minute. Once you see him, you won’t resist marrying him.”

"Won't."

"Why are you so sure?"

"Because I already have a sweetheart in my hometown." Qian'er said with a smile.

Zhaohui's eyes lit up: "So, you will never marry Long Bo?"

"Don't worry, I will never compete with you for Long Bo."

"You have to keep your word." Zhaohui became happy, stood up and straightened her skirt, "I have an idea, would you like to listen to it?"

"Let's talk and listen first."

"The day after tomorrow is a big day for sacrifices. At that time, the high priest will definitely arrange for you to meet Luang Bo. Then, I will go for you, okay?"

"Okay, okay, but how can you go for me? Can't others find out?"

"You haven't participated in the sacrificial ceremony, so you don't know. On that day, we servants and maids who serve the gods will all wear veils to cover our faces."