Zhao Xiaoya walked forward, looked at her with a cold face, pointed to the road and said: "Zhaojiacun, you are not welcome, please leave."
The matchmaker was so angry that she opened her mouth to curse. When she saw Widow Hua and Mrs. Jiang's expressions getting worse and worse, she changed the subject: "Girl Pianzi, do you know who I am?"
Zhao Xiaoya had always had a soft temper. It was rare that she got so angry. She looked at the matchmaker with a cold face and said loudly: "I don't care who you are, please leave."
When Zhao Jing came over and heard this sentence, she raised her eyebrows.
"What's going on?"
When Mrs. Yang saw Zhao Jing coming, she felt guilty and took a few steps back, hoping that the matchmaker would help block her.
When the matchmaker saw Zhao Jingyi, her eyes lit up and she had a good-looking head.
He looked at Zhao Jingyi up and down like he was looking at a product.
Zhao Jing frowned: "Who are you? Are you not from our village?"
The matchmaker didn't care about Zhao Jingyi's attitude at all. Instead, she asked enthusiastically: "I am from Liujiacun, the most famous matchmaker from all over the country. My daughter, do you have a partner?"
Zhao Jing raised her eyebrows, glanced at her lightly and said, "None of your business."
Matchmaker Liu frowned: "Why are you talking like a girl?"
Before Zhao Jingyi could speak, Zhao Xiaoya walked over and stood in front of Zhao Jingyi, glaring at her angrily and saying, "If you want to take care of it, leave quickly. You are not welcome in our village."
Widow Hua agreed: "That's right, leave quickly."
Matchmaker Liu choked with anger, put her hands on her hips and said, "I was invited here by people from your village."
Zhao Jing looked at her: "What then?"
Matchmaker Liu was so angry. She had been a matchmaker for so many years and she had always made others look down on her and made others angry. But when she got here, she became angry twice in one day.
Looking around, he almost died of anger when he saw Mrs. Yang hiding behind him.
"Aunt Yang, don't hide. Didn't you invite me here to be a matchmaker? Now that I'm being bullied by so many people, what do you mean by not speaking?"
Mrs. Yang was dragged out, and everyone looked at her, especially Zhao Jingyi's cold eyes, which made her scalp numb.
Mrs. Yang did not dare to look at her and said to Matchmaker Liu beside her: "Stop talking and let's go."
Matchmaker Liu's face turned blue with anger. She looked at Mrs. Yang and shouted loudly: "What's the point of leaving? Why don't you invite me here and let me go after I'm angry?"
Zhao Jing looked at Mrs. Yang and said with a deadpan expression: "Take the people away. I want your man to come home after work in the afternoon and give me an explanation for what happened this time."
Mrs. Yang's expression changed, and she scolded Zhao Jing dozens of times in her mind.
He glared at Matchmaker Liu and said loudly: "If you don't leave, I will."
After saying that, she left. Matchmaker Liu was so angry that she gritted her teeth and left reluctantly.
Widow Hua looked at Zhao Jing and asked, "Auntie, why are you here?"
Before Zhao Jing could answer, Mrs. Jiang said, "I asked my grandson to call her."
Widow Hua didn't quite understand what Mrs. Jiang meant: "Huh? We two old ladies can handle this matter. Why call me over?"
Mrs. Jiang didn't feel confident when she saw that. She explained, "Mr. Yang, I don't know what she is worried about when she brings everyone here."
As soon as Zhao Jing understood Mrs. Jiang's worries, she looked at Zhao Xiaoya and said, "Are you okay?"
Zhao Xiaoya shook her head: "I'm fine, great aunt, Grandma Jiang and Grandma Hua are here."
Zhao Jing nodded and said comfortingly: "It's okay. As long as I'm here, Mrs. Yang can't cause trouble."
Zhao Xiaoya nodded: "Yes."
Widow Hua didn't want to get involved too much. The reason why she helped Zhao Xiaoya so many times was for the sake of her grandfather and the fact that she was a little girl: "If nothing happens, we will go back."
Zhao Jing nodded: "Okay, I'm sorry to bother you two."
Old Mrs. Jiang and Widow Hua shook their heads: "We are both from the same village. Don't say such polite words."
Zhao Jing smiled and nodded.
Widow Hua and Mrs. Jiang left, leaving only Zhao Jingyi and Zhao Xiaoya.
Zhao Jing observed Zhao Xiaoya for a while and felt relieved when she saw that there was nothing wrong with her.
"I thought it would be fine after I warned her, but I didn't expect this woman to be even more shameless than I thought. It's early for you to go back and take a rest. Leave this matter to me."
Zhao Xiaoya wanted to say something else, but in the end she didn't say it and nodded.
After watching her walk back, Zhao Jing left and went all the way to Mrs. Yang's house.
Mrs. Yang was cursing and cursing in the room, but she couldn't hear a word.
Zhao Jing had no emotion on her face and raised her hand to knock on the door.
Mrs. Yang yelled: "Who is it?"
Zhao Jing said nothing and continued to knock on the door.
Mrs. Yang looked angry and scolded her second daughter-in-law, Liu Chunhua, who had just come out of the toilet: "Why don't you open the door and open the door?"
Liu Chunhua was unhappy, but he didn't dare to refute, so he went to open the door honestly. With an unhappy look on his face, he opened the door and saw Zhao Jingyi.
The whole person was stunned for a moment: "Auntie."
Zhao Jing hummed and said, "Is your father-in-law at home?"
Liu Chunhua nodded: "Yes, at home."
Zhao Jing looked at her and blocked the door and said, "That's it. Just give me a moment and I'll go in."
"Ah, okay, okay."
Liu Chunhua quickly stepped aside and let Zhao Jing walk in.
Mrs. Yang was dumbfounded when she saw Zhao Jing, didn't she say it was afternoon?
He stuttered a little when he spoke: "Old, old, old lady, why are you here?"
Zhao Jing walked over and said calmly: "Looking for your man."
Mrs. Yang's expression changed and she subconsciously lied: "He, he's not at home."
Zhao Jingyi exposed her without mercy and said in a calm tone: "Oh, really, your daughter-in-law said she was at home."
Mrs. Yang glared at Liu Chunhua.
Liu Chunhua: "..."
Zhao Jing didn't notice it, looked at Liu Chunhua and said, "Go and ask your father-in-law to come out."
Liu Chunhua subconsciously looked at his mother-in-law.
Mrs. Yang looked unhappy, but she didn't dare to say no in front of Zhao Jingyi.
Cursed: "Why don't you go, wait for me to invite you, you idiot."
Liu Chunhua nodded quickly, walked inside and knocked on the door.
As soon as Zhao Jing walked into the main hall, she glanced at Mrs. Yang lightly and said with a hint of coolness in her tone: "I remember I warned you before."
Mrs. Yang's hands shook, her eyes wandered, and she looked guilty. She stammered: "Yes, is there?"
Zhao Jing asked her: "What do you think?"
Mrs. Yang remembered it, but she didn't dare to admit it: "I, I, I am too old to remember."
Zhao Jing looked at her with a deep look on her face and said, "Oh, it's okay. I'm young and have a good memory."
Mrs. Yang: "..." You are young but senior.
She didn't dare to speak, so she could only shut up and pretend to be mute, thinking about how to make excuses for a while.
After a while, Liu Chunhua walked out, followed by an old man with half a head of white hair.
This man was Mrs. Yang's man, Zhao Changshu. When he saw Zhao Jing, he shouted: "Auntie, what's the matter?"