"A woman that old is going to get married?"

Chen Gui smiled and said, "Yes, it's tough living alone. I'd like to find someone to share my life with."

Even someone accustomed to grand occasions was speechless at this moment.

"Why didn't you think of this earlier? At your age, can you even have children now?"

After some searching, the clerk actually found someone of a suitable age.

A hunter in the mountains, widowed, in his fifties.

They matched Jia Yue with another family.

The farmer, in his twenties, lives in a remote mountain village. Because of the village's remote location, girls from other villages are unwilling to marry him into the deep mountains and forests, so he has remained a bachelor.

Chen Gui nodded.

The clerk handed out a piece of paper.

Chen Gui took it and said to Granny Jia and Jia Yue, "You two will be getting married in a month. Live a good life with your new family from now on. Don't overthink things."

Jia Yue looked completely bewildered.

I only realized it when I received the paper.

"I'm going to get married, and I'll be a farmer, living in the mountains and forests. I'll never be able to get out of here. I'll be tied to the mountains for the rest of my life."

"No!"

He looked up to the sky and sighed deeply, two lines of clear tears silently streaming down his face. His mouth was wide open as he collapsed to the ground.

A piercing scream.

The clerk scolded, "What's there to be upset about? He's just a farmer's son, an honest and upright young man. So what? Do you think you're some high-class noblewoman? You feel wronged that he's good enough for you? Aren't you just a farmer's daughter yourself? Your ambitions are too high, but your fate is too fragile!"

The minor official showed no mercy, shattering Jia Yue's self-esteem.

From a young age, I felt that I could never marry a farmer.

It's absolutely unbearable to see a beautiful young woman turn into a haggard, sallow-faced peasant woman, with a dark complexion, dirt on her fingers, rough, cracked skin, dry lips, and messy hair, who only talks about gossip and idle chatter.

She felt that she should marry into a wealthy family and live a life of luxury.

It would be best to marry a scholar.

Respectable and superior.

Granny Jia looked complicated.

She had never thought about remarrying before, but suddenly, a dark thought popped into her head.

His own grandchildren are a burden to him.

If it weren't for them, I would have married into a good family in my prime, even though I was young, not bad-looking, and capable of working, all to take care of them.

How did it take so long?

The old woman, frail and nearing the end of her life, had a weathered face, graying temples, and dark, calloused fingers.

Even a hunter is still a hunter; he's a living, breathing human being who feels the cold and warmth of the world, which is better than lying alone in a cold bed during the winter.