When Ye Wusheng heard the girl say this, he felt a little relieved.

He never expected that the first blind date arranged for him by Mr. Jing would be a young girl.

If he had not resolutely left home that year, he might have given birth to a little girl this big.

"I see."

The girl smiled at Ye Wusheng and said, "Good luck. Goodbye."

"Thanks."

After the girl left with the Dream of the Red Chamber, Old Jing rushed to Ye Wusheng and asked anxiously and angrily, "Xiao Wuzi, what's wrong with you? You just sat down and she left."

"Old leader, that's a little girl."

Jing Lao snorted coldly, "What's wrong with the little girl?"

Ye Wusheng spoke frankly, "I'm too old, it's not suitable."

Jing Lao was extremely angry and slammed the table and said, "Nonsense, you are obviously still young..."

In Jing Lao's eyes, the filter for Ye Wusheng is too thick.

"Be serious and don't be perfunctory." Old Jing said earnestly, "Talk to the girl properly. Can she feel your sincerity?"

"OK."

Mr. Jing would never allow his matchmaking to fail.

So he took out his notebook and silently wrote down Ye Wusheng's preferences in it.

If you are too young, then that’s not possible.

The age difference is too big, there is indeed a generation gap.

Ye Wusheng is looking for a wife, not a daughter.

"The next one is a middle school teacher. Pay attention and don't let me down!"

"Yes, old leader."

Half an hour later, a curly-haired woman in a dress and high heels walked up to Ye Wusheng.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Ye Wusheng?"

Ye Wusheng said softly: "Yes, please sit down."

After the curly-haired woman sat down, she said to the waiter at the bar, "Excuse me, please give me a mocha."

"Please wait a moment."

The curly-haired woman looked at Ye Wusheng's outfit. The style of his clothes was very trendy, and the watch on his wrist was quite expensive, indicating that his family was well-off. His facial features were also very handsome. Although he was ten years older than her, she didn't mind his age.

"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Huang Yiyi. I teach English to eighth graders at the No. 1 Middle School in the city. My father works in a steel mill, and my mother is in a cultural troupe. I'm the eldest child in the family, and I have a younger sister and a younger brother. My sister is already married, and my younger brother is about to start his own family too."

After the curly-haired woman finished speaking, she looked at Ye Wusheng.

Ye Wusheng said softly: "I am Ye Wusheng, my parents are farmers, I have an older brother, and I am currently doing business with him."

When the curly-haired woman heard Ye Wusheng's words, she felt a little satisfied.

Her family is from the capital, and she knows that after the reform and development, doing business can make money.

Her parents are also planning to quit their jobs and start a business.

"What's your business?"

Ye Wusheng said: "Make it into a mountain specialty."

The curly-haired woman's eyes slid across Ye Wusheng's face and said, "From your accent, I can tell you're not from the imperial capital. Will you buy a house there in the future? Will you live with your in-laws after you get married?"

"I don't plan to buy a house in the capital."

Ye Wusheng had already made up his mind that he would stay wherever his parents were in the future.

After experiencing life and death, he wanted to cherish the time he spent with his family even more.

"After you marry me, you need to support your parents together with me. Of course, I will also support your parents together with you..."

The curly-haired woman said coldly, "Sorry to interrupt, but I don't think we're a good match."