Chapter 420: The dung beetle still thinks his own child is fragrant

Yi Chichi remained silent and said, "Aunt Ma will thank Uncle Yaozi."

Isn't this typical of looking for trouble for her?

The job of a matchmaker is not something that ordinary people can do.

Fortunately, Dongzi and the others did not hold out hope for this.

"Aunt Ma clearly said she doesn't want to be a matchmaker."

Wen Shi didn't know about this, so he asked curiously, "Didn't she act as a matchmaker before?"

It's about Xiaocao and Qian Ping'an.

"That was a coincidence."

Liu Chen babble on, "If I don't introduce Sister Xiaocao to a partner, she won't be able to survive. Brother Qian's situation isn't much better, but his advantage is that he has strong abilities and a clear mind, so his life with Sister Xiaocao is getting better and better."

"It's not certain if it were someone else. As my aunt would say, if matchmaking is done well, everyone is happy. But if it's done badly, it can harm both families and cause even greater harm to the couple."

After all, a matchmaker helps to arrange marriages with her mouth, and she can even make a dead person come alive.

Before meeting, no one knows whether the person praised by the matchmaker is really that outstanding.

If you are lucky enough to meet the right person after meeting him/her, he/she may change drastically after marriage.

People's hearts are hidden. A conscientious matchmaker will tell the truth. Even if she helps a hundred couples get together, if there is a problem with just one couple, her reputation will naturally be ruined.

People without conscience make money by doing things against their conscience. They don't care whether your marriage is good or not. Anyway, it has been facilitated and the matchmaker's fee has been collected. The rest has nothing to do with me.

"Aunt Ma said she didn't want to hurt anyone."

This is what Aunt Ma can say.

The Party Secretary said, "Then go find it yourself."

At this point, he said with great disdain, "They are already grown up, but how come they can't even find a partner?"

Wen Shi responded like a yes-man, "Uncle is right, you are just useless."

Dongzi and the others were almost pissed off by him, and out of curiosity, they retorted, "You act like you're so useful, but you're still not the only one picked up by Yi Chichi until you're already old."

Yi Chichi, who was named, ate her fish silently and refused to get involved in their verbal dispute.

Then, they started fighting.

Muda was stunned. "You don't want to do anything about it?"

Yaozi was very calm, "Don't worry, they have been fighting since they were young."

They all know their limits and won't kill.

Don't be fooled by the fighting, it's actually just a joke.

Muda watched Wen Shi's fist heading towards Hualin's face and felt that the scene was a bit magical.

Looking at Yi Chichi, who looked as if nothing had happened to her, she couldn't help but ask, "Chichi, aren't you worried that Wen Shi will get hurt?"

Yi Chichi's answer was to smile at her and say, "Auntie, eat the fish. They will stop when they have had enough fun."

Almost as soon as she finished speaking, Liu Chen started begging for mercy, "No more, no more, save your energy for getting off the net."

These words made the people who were rolling on the ice in a ball stop.

Two minutes later, they washed their faces with cold water and returned to the fire to start their late lunch again.

After eating and drinking enough and resting for about ten minutes, the branch secretary announced that they would go back after catching one more net.

The temperature was low, and during the time they were eating, the hole they had originally drilled in the ice showed signs of freezing. The hole was too small and needed to be reopened. Fortunately, the area was not large, and it was fixed in just a few minutes.

Then lower the net and catch the fish.

Yi Chichi didn't recognize many of the fish that came up this time, and she didn't bother to ask. She just grabbed some ice and smashed the fish with Muda, then picked up the fish and threw them into the basket.

Soon, the two empty baskets were filled.

There were still quite a few fish left on the ice, so the two men ran to the meadow nearby, pulled up some dry grass and made ropes out of it, strung the fish on them, threw them on the sled and took them away.

On the way back, the branch secretary was in such a good mood that he almost wanted to fly.

He looked at the fish, then at the water bubble that was far behind him, and said happily, "This is a good harvest, there must be fish weighing nearly a thousand pounds."

Yaozi was very calm, "It's not much, if each family shares it, it will be gone."

Yi Chichi laughed and said, "Does the village know that we are out fishing?"

"I can't hide it."

Besides, they didn't intend to hide it.

"If nothing unexpected happens, the entrance to the village should be full of people dividing the fish equally."

This possibility is not impossible, but very high.

Sure enough, they saw the crowded heads at the entrance of the village from a long distance away.

As the distance gradually shortened, Dun Dun and the others who were running around suddenly cheered, shouting things like "Grandpa and the others are back from fishing" and ran towards this side.

“I wonder what the harvest will be like today.”

Aunt Ma was cracking a handful of melon seeds, and her face showed more anticipation when she saw this scene.

The captain tapped his pipe and said, "We didn't fish before the New Year, so the harvest should be good."

Wen's mother continued, "I wonder if there are any black fish or arowana. If that doesn't work, a Ga Ya Zi will do."

Everyone: “…”

These three types of fish have one characteristic: tender meat and few bones.

However, "I remember your family loves to eat fish heads."

"She doesn't just like fish heads; she likes to eat any fish as long as it doesn't have bones."

Speaking of Yi Chi Chi's diet, Wen's mother said indulgently, "Chi Chi in our family is like a little kid, he's a bit picky about food."

Hearing this, Dazui curled his lips and said unhappily, "You've spoiled me like this. What other mother-in-law is like you, serving her three meals a day? You've made it so difficult for us mothers-in-law to even slack off."

Fearing that he would treat his daughter-in-law badly, she ran back to her parents' home in anger.

This was not the custom in Kaoshan Village originally. Although mothers-in-law did not have the habit of setting rules and punishing their daughters-in-law, they did not put their daughters-in-law first in everything like they do now.

Wen's mother snorted, "My family is willing to let me be lazy, but isn't it because she can't do housework? After all, she has precious hands."

This is a bit hateful.

Everyone in the village knew that Yi Chichi's hands could make money. They didn't know exactly how much, but they were sure it was a lot.

Ever since she moved into the Wen family, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law have been having an affair.

If you don't have some money, you really can't afford to eat like this.

Are you jealous?

Jealous.

But it's useless to be jealous. They can't earn the money that Yi Chichi makes, and the same goes for their own children.

It is not possible to report him because he has a proof of employment.

It’s still a work certificate from the Yangcheng Friendship Store. If they really report it, they will be the only ones who will suffer.

So, I can only watch.

But I still feel a little unwilling.

Some people couldn't help but say something to mock Wen's mother, "If we had known she was so good at making money, my third son should have married her back then."

When Wen's mother heard this, she was furious and wanted to start a quarrel, but Aunt Ma spoke before her, "You don't even like your third daughter, Chi Chi. She's not as pretty as Wen Shi. She's not even a worker and can only earn centimeters. How can you be so confident that Chi Chi will marry into your family?"

This is a bit heartbreaking.

Wen's mother was amused, and the one who knew how to pierce was angry, "My third child is not that bad."

"I understand. Even dung beetles think their own children are the best. As a mother, you must think your third child is the best. But to be honest, he's not that good. He's not even as good as Dongzi."

Dongzi, who was driving a sled, happened to hear this and asked in surprise, "What are you not even as good as me?"