"Husband, didn't you say before that you would never have anything to do with Hu Shuiqing's family again?" Aunt Zhang looked at her husband in confusion.

If our daughter marries into the Hu family, we'll have to keep in touch.

Zhang the Bald clicked his tongue and cursed, "How could you be so stupid as to hang up a portrait like that! Can things be the same back then as they are now? If I had known that Hu Shuiqing would be this wealthy and powerful, would I have said those things?"

Besides, whether or not we maintain contact is not up to me. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't.

Aunt Zhang was scolded and lowered her head weakly.

Zhang Chunhua said strangely, "Mother! Don't you think about it? The Hu family only has one son, Hu Wenhua. What daughter doesn't support her parents' family? Wouldn't Hu Shuiqing's assets be continuously sent to the Hu family?"

"Won't it all be mine later? I only have one little brother, the puppy, so those things won't belong to the puppy!"

Hearing that they all belonged to her son, Aunt Zhang's eyes lit up immediately. She couldn't help but swallow and asked, "Really?"

“How could it be fake? I only have one younger brother, and I’m counting on him to support me in the future. How could I not give it to him?” Zhang Chunhua coaxed.

She won't give it to him! She'll use her own cunning to choose a good family for herself, why should she give it to her brother!

Zhang the Bald doesn't care whether his daughter gives her things to his son or not; as long as he moves his in-laws' things to his wife's family, they'll eventually be his!

Meat and wine, just thinking about it is wonderful.

He glanced at his daughter and asked bluntly, "You've made up with that guy?"

Zhang Chunhua immediately blushed, stomped her foot, and protested, "Father, what are you saying? Your daughter is not that kind of improper person!"

She had only met Hu Wenhua twice, and every time she saw his imposing figure, she was terrified and dared not get close. Even if she wanted to be improper, she wouldn't have the chance.

Zhang the Bald asked again, "Was that Hu Wenhua trying to curry favor with you?"

Zhang Chunhua shook her head.

Zhang the Bald pursed his lips. Something that was still far from being decided was being spoken of by his daughter as if it were a done deal.

His skin is even thicker than his!

"There's nothing there, what are you talking about?"

He wasted his time and expectations.

"Dad, this is something I found out with great difficulty. Since Mom and Dad also think it's a good idea, we have to act now! Otherwise, if we wait any longer, someone else will stop us from getting it," Zhang Chunhua said hurriedly.

"How do we begin?"

Zhang Chunhua said without thinking, "Let Mother visit Hu Shuiqing's house more often. I heard that Hu's mother also lives there. Mother can go and let them know that our family is interested in marriage, and then we'll wait for them to come and propose."

Hu Wenhua was as strong as a bear, and she was terrified of him. Other girls must have felt the same way, but she didn't mind. Knowing that his family was interested in a marriage, she came over eagerly!

Aunt Zhang looked at the thin, dark-skinned Chunhua and hesitated: "What if he doesn't like you?"

Zhang Chunhua's small eyes widened immediately, and she shouted incredulously, "How is that possible! Mother, don't you know that a family with a daughter has a hundred suitors? I'm the only one who doesn't like him, how could he not like me!"

Baldy Zhang chimed in, "That's right, he should be lucky to even get a wife, why would he be picky!"

"If he keeps picking and choosing, he might end up an old bachelor with no one willing to marry him. At least our daughter is a woman, and she can give him a healthy baby boy. What more could he ask for!"

He just wanted to find someone pretty. His dad told him: "Sometimes you shouldn't look at what others look like, you should also look at what you look like."

Hu Wenhua is so dark and muscular, he's intimidating to look at. It's a miracle he even managed to get a wife, let alone a pretty one! He's dreaming!

Aunt Zhang was stunned by the shouting, but looking at the two confident people, she also felt a surge of confidence.

"I'm going for a stroll later!"