Over the years, Granny Wang has woven a huge network of relationships by talking about relatives, and even the sick magistrate in Pengzhou Mansion, his stupid son who drools, is also the matchmaker for Granny Wang.

Whether in the government or in the community, there are people who owe Granny Wang's favor.

That's why she wasn't very jealous of Ma Qianli's power, so she spoke so directly.

Ma Qianli picked up the teacup again, handed it to Granny Wang, and said directly with a smiling face: "Old sister-in-law, of course I asked you to be a matchmaker, my daughter, she is nineteen years old......

"Didn't I help you say a few last year, you picked and choose, which made the old body very difficult."

Ma Qianli hurriedly apologized: "Sister-in-law, I was indeed a little vague about the criteria for choosing a son-in-law before, but now I have set the standards, and they are accurate to the person, is this good?" ”

Granny Wang nodded, this kind of targeted matchmaking, she can run easily.

"I don't know which son of Ma Catcher, is it that you like?"

"Hongyang Ban Duan Chu, Duan Gongzi, hehe, old sister-in-law, let you bother......"

Granny Wang was still a little puzzled at the time.

During this time, there were indeed many people looking for her to give their daughter to Duan Chu, but they were all ordinary people in the market, and an official figure like Ma Qianli was the first one.

Granny Wang remembered what Duan Chu said again, he only loved the niece of the Zhao family, so she hesitated a little.

Seeing her hesitate, Ma Qianli coughed.

"Old sister-in-law, your eldest nephew, the day before yesterday because of a little thing in a fight, and now the party that suffers a loss, one by one, has sued me, in case it is sued to Lord Wen......"

When Ma Qianli said this, the meaning was already very clear.

You go to Duan's house for me to talk to the matchmaker, and I will help you solve the matter of your eldest son's fight.

Granny Wang nodded.

If Ma Qianli was willing to help, she would save herself from finding someone else to mediate the matter.

"Ma Zhutou, since you have said so, then let's do it, but the old body still has a question, Ling Ai's daughter, do you agree to this family business?"

Miss Ma has been on hunger strike for two days because of this.

Thinking of his unconscious daughter, Ma Qianli couldn't help frowning.

Granny Wang immediately guessed that Miss Ma did not agree to this family business.

"Ma Zhutou, when you convince Ling Ai's daughter, the old body will naturally run errands for you, but you can't convince it, even if the old body breaks his leg, it will be in vain, right?"

After speaking, Granny Wang stood up, walked to the door and looked back.

Ma Qianli nodded again and again, and said: "Old sister-in-law, don't worry, if my business is not successful, I will handle the matter of my eldest nephew. ”

Granny Wang left with a smile.

At this moment, Mrs. Ma came over, took Ma Qianli's hand, and begged: "Master, my daughter hasn't eaten for two days, and if she continues like this, I'm afraid she won't be able to bear it." ”

Ma Qianli snorted and shook off Mrs. Ma's hand vigorously.

"If she doesn't eat, she won't eat, who dares to send a grain of rice, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people! Including you! ”

……

After Granny Wang left Mafu, she did not go anywhere else, but went directly to Zhaojiabu Shop.

Mrs. Zhao saw Granny Wang coming in the store, and hurriedly found an excuse to walk out of the cloth shop.

Granny Wang took Mrs. Zhao's hand, and then she grabbed the white.

"Duan Chu, this kid has been very popular recently, just now, Lian Ma Qianli invited me to the door, and wanted to give Duan Chu's yellow flower daughter!"

"Duan Chu's filial piety money, you also received it!"

"If you don't arrange for him to meet the little lady upstairs, and wait for his patience and freshness to pass, this matter will be completely yellow."

"When the time comes, I will see who else dares to marry her besides Duan Chu!"

Mrs. Zhao originally planned to arrange for Duan Chu to come over on the second day of February in two days, but now when she heard Granny Wang say this, she was also a little anxious.

The husband's niece has killed three husbands successively.

If Duan Chu didn't want her, she would really have to smash it in her own hands.

Mrs. Zhao was stingy again, and when she thought of this relative who ate white rice and didn't work, she felt uncomfortable.

So it was decided at that time that tonight, I would get drunk with Tailor Zhao, and then arrange for Duan Chu to come over to meet.

……

Duan Chu was overjoyed when he heard the good news, and he forced the New Year's money given by Mr. Wei and the remaining three taels of silver to Granny Wang.

He took the time to go to the money village and exchanged all the five taels of gold he brought back from Malingshan for silver.

At night, he quietly came to the cloth shop with fifty taels of silver and the seven dragon balls.

The second stunned tailor Zhao was very drunk, Duan Chu passed by him, and he didn't react.

"Auntie, how are you doing?" Duan Chu greeted Mrs. Zhao warmly.

Mrs. Zhao rolled her eyes upstairs, with a look of disgust, and said, "There is suddenly one more person in the family who eats white rice, how good can my aunt be, you kid be quiet, I'll take you upstairs." ”

Granny Wang took the initiative to stay downstairs and looked at Tailor Zhao.

Mrs. Zhao took Duan Chu and squeaked up the stairs upstairs.

Duan Chu quietly stuffed five taels of silver to Mrs. Zhao.

Mrs. Zhao pinched the silver, her heart was very beautiful, she happily stepped on the stairs and led Duan Chu to the third floor.

The third floor was full of fabrics, and there was a plain room around the corner, and Mrs. Zhao walked in.

The door shut, and a muffled voice came from inside.

The little widow refused, but Mrs. Zhao was very strong and shouted: "This is up to you!" ”

She slammed the door and came out after yelling, stood outside the door, and went in directly.

After Duan Chu entered, Mrs. Zhao stood outside and closed the door with her backhand.

If you don't know, you must think that Duan Chu must have given Mrs. Zhao great benefits, so that she can sell her husband's niece for pleasure.

The little widow wore a white dress, not a filial piety dress, but it was about the same.

It is estimated that the last husband has not been dead for a long time, and she is keeping filial piety to others.

Especially on the door of her head, there is still the white cloth wrapped around it, through the hair and tied behind the head.

As the saying goes, if you want to be pretty, she is filial piety, with white clothes and white shoes, which makes her even more pretty and attractive.

Her expression was still as melancholy as before, and her eyebrows were cold, like the snow from Riding Dragon Mountain, all piled up in her Danfeng eyes.

Duan Chu looked straight at it, and suddenly thought that it was very impolite to do this, and looked indoors.

The furnishings in the room were rudimentary.

Nothing but a dresser with peeling paint and a crumbling bamboo bed.

The little widow bent down and rolled up the quilt and covered the red belly pocket at the end of the bed, and her movements were very calm.

She didn't panic on her face, and pulled the stool at the bottom of the dresser to Duan Chu with her feet.

After Duan Chu came in, he regretted it a little.

There is no love in this dynasty, let alone any love experience, such a boudoir, looking at the goddess in his heart up close, smelling the faint fragrance of women, how can Duan Chu not be nervous.

If the stool hadn't come in time, he would have fallen to the ground with his legs limp.

Sitting on the stool, Duan Chu only then thought about how abrupt his behavior was.

In the words of a veteran drinking friend, Niu Patrol, there are two unforgivable sins in this world.

As the saying goes, fine wine must not be wasted; Beauty, even more so can't be abrupt.

So as soon as he sat down, he stood up again: "Sister, I'm really sorry, if I knew in advance that my aunt would murder you, I wouldn't come." ”

The woman sat lightly on the edge of the bed, squinted her legs, and looked at Duan Chu, who was inconspicuously dressed.

She didn't say anything about the beginning, but asked calmly, "Do you want to marry me?" ”

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