The third sister came to the kitchen and saw Zhang Yu and the second sister washing dishes. She also rolled up her sleeves and wanted to join in and help them.
"Xiaoyu, please step aside and I will help you wash together."
"Stop interfering. Xiaoyu and I have finished washing. Aren't you in the room? Why are you here?"
The second sister pulled Zhang Yu without giving in. The second sister was surprised, wasn't Juanzi waiting for guests in the house, why did she come to the kitchen?
"I was so scared in the room. The third aunt stared at me as soon as she entered the room. My whole body went crazy. How could I look at someone like this?"
"Anyway, I couldn't stay in the house any longer, so I came to find you two."
When the second sister heard this, she thought there was something going on. The third aunt's other identity was a matchmaker, and she was probably here to get married.
Zhang Yu was extremely quiet at the moment, thinking that he was suspected of betraying his sister. If the third sister found out about this, he would probably have to peel off his skin.
Thinking about how stupid I was sitting at the door early in the morning, I wished I could give myself a double-take. Fortunately, Zhang Ma scolded me in time to wake me up, otherwise I would have made a lot of fools of myself.
Zhang Yu reached out and took over the dishes and chopsticks that the second sister had washed, finished draining them, and put them in the closet.
"Let's go, Third Sister, whether it's a mule or a horse, we have to take a look and see what kind of medicine Third Sister sells in her gourd."
Zhang Yu is also very curious about how the third aunt said they were kissing each other.
The third aunt in the room is exaggerating with Zhang Ma.
"Sister-in-law, your Xiaoyu has been living in the city for a few years, and now you can ride a brand-new bicycle."
"Xiaoyu's name has really spread all over the country. There are several villages around us. Those of us who are matchmakers are looking for us every day. We are dragged to your house to check and see what your Xiaoyu likes.
girl."
Although the third aunt's words are a bit exaggerated, they are all true.
I don’t know how many people in the village drag the third aunt to deliver messages, but Zhang Yu is a standard golden turtle son-in-law. He has an urban household registration and is very capable. In a few years, he can ride a bicycle.
Zhang Ma didn’t want to agree to this randomly. The second girl told her what Zhang Yu and Er Yatou said that day.
Zhang's mother thought about it later, and it made sense. She already had an urban household registration, so why should she care about a rural girl? It would be great to marry a city girl, who is highly educated and well-educated.
"Brothers and sisters, I can't make the decision in this matter. My Xiaoyu has been very independent since he was a child. Now that he has grown up and has full wings, he will not listen to us anymore."
"Besides, the new society and new ideas now encourage young people to fall in love freely. In the past, the orders of parents and the words of matchmakers are no longer allowed."
When the third aunt heard Zhang Ma's retort, she didn't take it seriously. What's more, what they said makes sense.
Besides, Third Aunt’s goal today is not to go to Zhang Yu, but to her nephew.
"Sister-in-law, what you say makes sense. If you ask me, if Xiaoyu is so capable, it would be great to find a city girl. With his figure and knowledge, we rural girls cannot compare."
"It's strange to say that there are no girls in this city. Why do people ask about girls in the village every day?"
"A few years ago, there was someone who came here, oh, his name was Jia Dongxu, and he married a girl from the old Qin family."
"At that time, I remember that Jia Dongxu's mother gave the old Qin family twenty yuan."
"In the past few days, I have heard from others that the daughter of the Qin family is always running home during this period, saying that she is introducing her sister to the cooks in the city."
"I just wondered, is there such a shortage of girls in the city? I look at the girls in the countryside every day."
This matter makes it very difficult for the matchmakers in the village to do it. Rural people are like this. They compete with each other every day.
The daughter of the old Qin family can marry into the city, why can't my own daughter? Looking at the delicate skin and tender flesh of the daughter of the old Qin family, she is the material to bend down and work.
My daughter is tall and round, and she does as much work as men, so why can’t people in the city look down on her?
It was those matchmakers who had bad intentions and said unpleasant words, so that my daughter could not marry in the city.
These matchmakers in the village also have their difficulties. Can the standards in the city be the same as those in the village? Are they two completely different standards?
Is it wrong for city people to like those with thin skin and tender meat? They all have eyes. Can’t they still distinguish between ugly and beautiful?
Ma Zhang has also heard of what the third aunt said, but she is not envious of it at all.
Zhang's mother likes that her children are close to the toilet, and they have someone to take care of them when they do things.
This feeling was brought to Zhang Ma by Zhang Yu. It had been two years since Zhang Yu left, and Zhang Ma could not eat or sleep. She was worried every day and could not let go.
This made Zhang Ma make up her mind not to let her daughter marry far away.
"I've heard of what you're talking about. It's nothing new."
"I don't think it's good for my daughter to marry into the city. Think about it, my children are so far away from me, and it's not convenient to meet them. I miss them so much!"
"I just hope that my daughter will find someone close to her to marry. If nothing happens, I can still go and see her, and my daughter can come and see me. That would be great."
After talking for a long time, the third aunt was waiting for Zhang Ma to say, "I can't help it, the two families are too familiar, and there are some things that are not easy to talk about.
"Sister-in-law, I have something else to tell you."
"Tell me, what's the matter?"
Ma Zhang had already guessed what the third aunt wanted to say. From the moment she looked directly at Juanzi, Ma Zhang had a premonition.
What she said later made Zhang Ma even more convinced.
"Sister-in-law like this, someone has taken a liking to your third daughter and wants to ask me to marry her."
"Well, what next?"
These words made the third aunt confused. Normally, I shouldn't ask whose children the children are. Why do I still ask like this?
Zhang Ma didn't play her cards according to the normal routine, so the third aunt had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue.
"Well, it's like this. You know the person you asked me to marry, and we have a pretty good relationship."
"Oh."
#****#, what's going on, what does "reply" mean? We've already talked about this, why don't you ask who it is?
"Ahem, cough, cough, the person you asked me to kiss is my nephew Baoping."
"Oh, I know."
Do you know? How do you know?
This and this are completely beyond the expectations of the third aunt. It's like the answer to a riddle is placed on the table. I have been talking about it for a long time, but it is all nonsense.
Isn’t it normal to know? Is this a very secret thing?
The second child has been helping the family harvest crops for the past two years, and the lame excuse he came up with was just to fool those who didn't know.
When you are doing a job, your eyes are not honest, and you keep glancing at Juanzi. He thinks that you are doing it very secretly. He did not expect that these situations would be seen by Zhang’s parents.
Looking at Juanzi and not feeling disgusted with the second child, Zhang's father and Zhang's mother thought that they should give it a chance. After all, they had watched the second child grow up and knew everything about his character.
It’s just that the opportunity was given to you, and you’re so damn useless. You’ve been holding it in for two years and you haven’t come up with anything good.
You should take the initiative. The door has been opened for you, but you don’t know how to take a step in.
You can't let a girl chase you.
Only then did I remember that my aunt was a matchmaker, so why did she go there if she had dragged her into asking for a kiss?