"Alright, go ahead and get busy. I understand."

"Okay, Mother, I'll go to the hill to chop some firewood and come back."

Jin Fu took the axe and went out the door.

Yan Xia also went to Xu the matchmaker's house at the entrance of the village.

Xu, the matchmaker, is a native of the village. She has lived here for generations and has a wide network of connections. However, she is different from the matchmaker I saw at the Chen family's house last time.

Matchmaker Xu only treated this as a part-time job.

There are three things she won't do.

I will not introduce you to men of bad character.

Secondly, do not arrange marriages for women from families with poor moral character.

Three things you should not do: things that are against morality and reason.

Yan Xia really likes this kind of person.

They have very positive values.

She brought a few eggs to the door.

Just then, Matchmaker Xu returned from the riverbank, carrying a basin of clothes.

It must have just been washed.

"Oh, isn't this the little girl from the Yan family? What's up, looking for your auntie?"

Matchmaker Xu did not call her Xia Xia, nor did she call her Chen's daughter-in-law or Jin Fu's mother.

It's as if Yan Xia is still the unmarried girl from more than ten years ago in her eyes.

The two of them unconsciously grew closer.

"Auntie, my son Jinfu is getting old, and I'm planning to find him a wife. That's why I've come to ask for your help—"

"Oh dear, it seems like it's time to get married. Time flies! Jinfu must be sixteen by now, right? I used to hold you when you were little, and now your child is getting married. You're not far from becoming a grandmother. Sigh, why am I being so sentimental? Come on, let's go inside. I'll pour you a glass of sugar water. Let's have a good talk. Jinfu is the eldest son, so you have to be careful about the wife you marry, or she'll bring trouble to the whole family."