After sending the matchmaker away, Mrs. Shu called Shu Mingli, told him about the love affair, and urged him to take some time to visit the town recently.
The person who was usually fearless flinched at this time. He grabbed the corner of his clothes and said coquettishly, "Why don't you help me look at it? It's fine as long as you look at it. I don't have any objections."
Mrs. Shu squinted her eyes and said, "You should understand that it's you who wants to marry a wife, not me! I'll check it out for you. What will you do if you come to me to make trouble when your life is not going well?"
Shu Mingli scratched his face in embarrassment and wanted to say a few more words, but the old lady shot him back with a look on his lips.
"This matter is settled. Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, you can choose a time to go to the town."
Old Mrs. Shu slapped him with her backhand and said, "Stop making a grimace. I'm not asking you to go into someone's house and talk to him. Just wait and see nearby to see if you are a good match."
Shu Mingli agreed bravely, "Okay... I'll be there the day after tomorrow."
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Ping'an Town, Blacksmith Shop.
Zheng Tiejiang was earnestly advising his wife and daughter: "Don't have too high expectations, you two. I think the conditions of the Shu family are very good. I am a friend of Zhizhou. Mr. Zhizhou is not a petty official. He can destroy our shop just by stomping his feet."
Collapse!"
"Zhizhou, Zhizhou, you are interested in that kind of relationship! But my daughter was married to live with a man from the Shu family, not with Lord Zhizhou!"
Zheng's mother was so excited that spittle flew from her mouth.
"Didn't you listen to what the matchmaker said? The Shu family has seven sons and a few younger ones, a total of more than ten people. How much food can we get for one meal? Aren't you afraid that our daughter will starve if she gets married?"
"You are just a hen raising ducklings, worrying about nothing." Zheng Tiejiang sneered disdainfully, "What does the Renshu family do? Open a restaurant! How can a restaurant owner starve his own family?
If you ask me, Fang'er will definitely have a better life when she is married than in our family. She has opened a restaurant, so can't she eat big fish and meat at will?"
Zheng's mother still refused to let go: "Even if his family is not short of food, the Shu family has such a large population and a lot of sisters-in-law. If there are two mean people in the room, will Fang'er's temperament not be bullied?"
"Are you thinking wrong again? We have lived in Ping'an Town for decades and have a group of relatives and friends. What about the Shu family? They have just moved to Ping'an Town. They have no relatives or acquaintances here. They have no one to rely on when encountering anything.
we?"
Blacksmith Zheng took a sip of tea and said with a proud smile: "Just wait, if we really get married, it's only because he begs us, and we can't bow to him."
Mother Zheng's attitude relaxed a little, but she still refused to forgive him and said angrily: "With all that said, don't you just want to use the glory of Lord Zhizhou to grab more business?"
Speaking of this matter, Blacksmith Zheng became very angry. A few years ago, he took in a young apprentice. This apprentice was sweet-tongued and could talk, and he coaxed him to teach him all his special skills.
As a result, he returned home after studying and opened a store by himself, taking away all his old customers. Who do you think he would not be angry about?
The Shu family restaurant, a small restaurant opened by an outsider, can become popular thanks to Master Zhizhou. His blacksmith shop is an old shop in Ping'an Town. After establishing a relationship with Master Zhizhou, are you still worried about having no business?
Blacksmith Zheng banged the table in dissatisfaction, "What's wrong with stealing business? You're a bastard if you don't make money!"
The old couple quarreled and couldn't come up with an issue, so they finally turned the right to speak to Zheng Fang'er, "My daughter, tell me, do you agree to this marriage?"
Zheng Fang'er blushed, "I want to go to Shu's house and see what that person looks like. Can we talk about it after seeing it?"
Zheng's mother said: "Mom, go with you. If the person is not good enough, even if they are acquainted with the emperor, we will not agree to this marriage!"
The two of them didn't waste any time, and rushed to the pier the next day after making the decision. It was not difficult to find the Shu's restaurant, and you would know where it was just by asking someone.
However, the two of them arrived at an unfortunate time, just in time for lunch. The store was so noisy that it was hard to tell who was who.
Zheng's mother was quite satisfied with this scene, "The business in their store is really good. They should be able to make a lot of money in a day. When the time comes, we can divide a lot of money."
"Mom!" Zheng Fanger shyly tugged on her sleeve, "I haven't met Shu Mingli yet, why are you talking about this?"
"Is there anything that can't be said? We have to figure something out, right?" Zheng's mother's eyes fluttered with a shrewd look on her face, "Fang'er, I'm telling you, once you get married, you will be different from before. You have more.
Plan for yourself."
Yan Yan, who was wandering in front of the store, happened to hear the conversation between mother and daughter. Although she didn't hear some words clearly, the key information was lost. Shu Mingli, Fang'er...
Could it be that these two people are the wives introduced to third uncle by the matchmaker?
Xiaotuanzi's spirit of gossip burned brightly, and he immediately patted the ashes on his paws and ran to the kitchen to find Mrs. Shu.
After listening to her description, the old lady felt bad. These two guys outside the door didn't look like good people. They were thinking about breaking up the family before they even entered the door. If they really got married, wouldn't they make a big fuss?
As expected, I can't believe a word of the matchmaker's words, and she still speaks softly. Listening to this description, where is the softness?
Old Mrs. Shu clutched the spoon and thought for a moment, then raised her hand at Xiaotuanzi, "Yan Bao, grandma has given you a task. You go out to find those two people later, and then tell them this..."
The grandfather and grandson discussed together for a long time, and finally Xiaotuanzi, who had the heavy responsibility, smoothed the red tassels on his head and walked out of the kitchen with his head held high.
At this moment, the mother and daughter of the Zheng family were already sitting in the shop. They ordered a plate of food and looked around while eating. Their eyes kept glancing at Shu Mingli and Shu Mingzhi.
"I see that these two are about the same age. Which one is Shu Mingli?" Zheng's mother shook her head in annoyance, "Oh, I should have known better to ask the matchmaker in advance."
Zheng Fang'er didn't answer, her eyes were fixed on Shu Mingzhi, who was smiling and talking in the crowd, with a smile on her lips, she obviously had a good impression of this eloquent and fair-looking young man.
Zheng's mother followed her gaze, nodded and said, "This young man is quite good, he is smooth-talking, and he is good at doing big business."
After he finished speaking, Xiaotuanzi's milky voice sounded behind him: "That's my fourth uncle, not my third uncle."
Zheng's mother was startled. She looked back and saw a white and tender little breast standing behind the table. Her two grape-like eyes were looking at them obediently. She was very happy to see them.
Zheng's mother had a smile on her face, "Little girl, are you talking to us?"
Xiaotuanzi nodded, "Well, I heard it just now. You want to find my third uncle... not this one. The one with the spoon and the dark face is my third uncle."
Zheng's mother asked uncertainly: "Who is your third uncle?"
Xiaotuanzi scratched the soft flesh on his cheeks and smiled innocently, "Shu Mingli."
Zheng Fanger turned her head and looked at Shu Mingli, who was serving food in the crowd, and then at Shu Mingzhi, who was smiling brightly, and couldn't help but frown.