"There are also a few good young men, who are about the same age as your granddaughter, and the family conditions are not bad. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info" Zhu Matchmaker Balabala said, and finally said to Zhang Qingui, "If you want your granddaughter to marry her, she will be good at eating and wearing, I still have a candidate here, but this man is the ...... of his wife who died two years ago."

"Dead wife?"

Zhang Qingui was a little reluctant when he heard this.

Although she doesn't like Jiang Yuehua, she really can't pull down her face if she lets her granddaughter marry a dead wife.

She immediately shook her head, "That's it." ”

"You don't know." Who is Mrs. Zhu? She is a matchmaker, she has a powerful mouth, and immediately said with a smile, "This person is a person from Xicheng Hutong, he is just thirty this year, his wife has been dead for two years, there is only one little girl in the family, no son, his family lives in a courtyard, a big house with three entrances, think about how thick the family is......"

The big mansion in Sanjin used to be lived by people who were officials in the imperial court.

The foundation of this family is indeed thick enough.

But whose yellow flower girl wants to marry a second marriage? When she entered the door, she was going to be a stepmother, but Zhang Qingui still felt that it was inappropriate, and shook her head, "No, forget about this, let's find another suitable one." ”

"Look, you just can't think about it." Mrs. Zhu patted her thigh and said, "Can the people who live in the courtyard be ordinary people?" Do you think, maybe you can help your family in the future, these days, don't you marry a daughter who can be relied on? I always tell you, if it weren't for your granddaughter, who is beautiful and good-looking, I really wouldn't dare to open my mouth about this family matter. Don't look at people's second marriage, where are the conditions of others, who can compare with him? ”

Zhang Qingui shrank his eyes.

Jiang Bilian was sitting on the side, she heard that she was going to introduce Jiang Bilian to a second marriage, not to mention how proud she was, while eating a few jujubes on the table and saying, "Milk, people are dead wives, and they are not divorced, what's the shame?" ”

"Hey, this girl is right."

Mrs. Zhu winked at Jiang Bilian.

Jiang Bilian raised her eyebrows and said to Zhang Qingui, "To be honest, Jiang Yuehua has nothing to do, and being able to marry someone who lives in a courtyard house is a blessing she cultivated in her previous life." ”

"Yes, that's true." Mrs. Zhu smiled and said, "You don't know, I actually have several families with girls on hand who have entrusted me to tell their girls about this family business, but those girls are not handsome, and I didn't dare to talk about this family business." ”

Zhang Qingui's brows furrowed again.

She was also conflicted.

After a long time, she said, "Let me think about this matter, and I'll give you an answer in seven days, do you think it's okay?" ”

Mrs. Zhu didn't dare to push too hard, so she could only nod, "Okay, okay, okay, you can do whatever you say." ”

Jiang Yuehua didn't know anything about what Zhang Qingui did.

She has been focusing on making skirts for the past two days.

It took her four days to make all four of the remaining dresses.

The girls were very satisfied with these four skirts, and they were reluctant to take them off when they put them on.

The most important thing is that the handmade money of the four skirts adds up to ten yuan, plus the two yuan and five yuan that Zhou Xiaojing gave her before, in the past five days, she has earned a total of twelve yuan and five cents.

After deducting the money used for all kinds of threads, painting powder, shoulder pads and linings, she netted almost ten dollars.