"Talking to him is useless." Ms. Wang waved her hand dismissively upon hearing that, "Let tell you, every ti I co back and ask Qingrui about his preferences, he always finds fault in this or that. He hasn’t even t the girls, how can he just decide they’re not good enough?"
"So, I ca up with an idea. Why don’t we invite the girls over so your eldest brother can take a covert look? Maybe then he’ll find soone he likes. What do you think?"
"Inviting people over isn’t a bad idea, but we need a good pretext. Otherwise, if you invite them over so openly, and everyone knows you’re trying to find a match for Qingrui, the girls might decline the invitation to avoid any impropriety."
Talking about matchmaking in ancient tis sure is troubleso, unlike nowadays, where you can simply sit down in a coffee shop, the man and woman et, and it’s imdiately clear whether it’s a ’no-go’ or if the relationship should continue—obvious at first sight.
"I’ve certainly thought of a pretext. Isn’t Yunyun at ho? And Linyu is also here. They can send out invitations asking the girls over to play. What do you think?"
"That pretext could work." As Yang Chuxia thought about it, she said, "But mother, there’s one thing you need to keep in mind: don’t invite those who would look down on us because we live in the countryside."
"Of course, I know that." Ms. Wang laughed, "The matchmaker and I have made it clear: even though we have houses in the county and town, our family will not move; we’ll stay in the countryside. Anyone who would mind that shouldn’t be introduced to ."
"Ah? Mother, when did our family get a house in the county? Why haven’t I heard about it?" She rembered that whenever they went to the county, they would either return the sa day or stay in their shop—buying a house in the county had never co up.
"Look at , I forgot to ntion this to you, your father bought them last year," Ms. Wang laughed, "He bought two at once, one for each of your younger brothers. The ones in town were bought the year before. Don’t you know about it? Your father always uses extra money to buy land or houses. Oh right, I’m getting more forgetful with age. Your father even said he’s reserving one in the town for you."
"He’s reserving one for ?" Yang Chuxia was imdiately moved, "A real father always thinks of his daughter, even after she’s married."
"Isn’t that the truth? Since the candy shop started doing well, we’ve had more inco. With the money allocated the year before last, your father bought houses in the town—one for each of you."
"No, mother, please tell father that I don’t need one. It’s better to leave them for my brothers." Despite being touched, it didn’t feel right to accept such significant assets from her parental ho after marriage. "I’m not lacking in money. I can buy one myself when the ti cos."
"I’m afraid that won’t work. Your father is the type to put nas on the property deeds the mont he purchases. If he’s giving it to you, just take it. The houses in our town are inexpensive; they didn’t cost much."
"Alright, mother, thank you and father."
"What nonsense are you talking about, thanking your own parents?."
After conversing with Yang Chuxia for a while and spending so ti with her grandchildren, Ms. Wang went back to her own ho. Then she discussed plans with Yang Xiayun, and the next day Yang Xiayun sent out the invitations.
A few days later, the small gathering organized by Yang Xiayun took place as scheduled.
Among the attendees were the He Family girl, whom Ms. Wang had been praising endlessly, as well as girls from the Wang and Zhang families, among others.
"Mother, grandmother’s house is so lively, there are so many beautiful sisters," Yangyang ran over after circling around early in the morning. "But the annoying thing is, there was even a kid there."
"Wasn’t it your Aunt Jindi’s banquet? Where did the child co from?"
"It’s a child that Aunt Jindi’s friend brought over, looks to be only a few years older than . But I don’t like him; he kept staring at Aunt Jindi."
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