Jin Hua frowned slightly: "It's quite busy here, I can't just come to work in the afternoon."

Ye Daquan said, "Why not work here? Dad will find you a cloth shop where you can learn in the afternoons, and you can pay the fees."

Jin Hua shook her head: "I've gotten used to it here, and I... I like it here too. Aunt, I think it's already very good."

Seeing this, Ye Caiping didn't press the matter and smiled, "Alright then, study hard. You can become a master tailor in the future and even open a clothing shop."

"Mm." Jin Hua nodded with a smile.

“Go back to work, we’re going home now,” said Mrs. Du.

The group got back onto the oxcart and slowly drove away.

Only after leaving the town did Mrs. Du smile and say, "I think... Jin Hua's marriage might be settled."

"Huh?" Ye Caiping and Ye Daquan were taken aback.

Du lowered her voice: "I often go to see Jinhua, and several times I have seen the young master talking and laughing with Jinhua. His eyes are always bright when he looks at Jinhua."

Young master? Ye Caiping thought for a moment and finally remembered.

When they first went to see Shen Zhiyan, they couldn't even get through the door. Later, they went to visit Jin Hua instead.

At that time, a young woman caused trouble. She was clearly overweight, but she insisted on accusing Jinhua of measuring her wrongly.

In the end, the young master stepped in and cleared Jin Hua's name.

Ye Caiping nodded. Being the young owner of a cloth shop is actually quite nice.

Although she hoped her niece and daughter could marry well, it didn't necessarily have to be into a wealthy family. As long as they were truly in love and their husbands' families were well-off, then they would be good husbands.

Ye Daquan said nervously, "This matter cannot be spoken carelessly."

"There are no outsiders here, I'm only telling you two." Madam Du smiled and her eyes narrowed. "If this works out, all the better. If not, we'll wait until Xuan'er passes the imperial examination and becomes a scholar, then we can choose a better one."

Before they knew it, the oxcart had entered the village.

As Ye Caiping passed by the Ye family's old residence, she couldn't help but take a few more glances at it.

The old house was demolished long ago.

The ground was broken two days ago, and now they are digging the foundation.

Although most of the people who were on good terms with the Ye family ended up working in the workshop.

But only one member of the family moved in; the other able-bodied men helped repay the favor and build the house.

Lunch was eaten at Ye Caiping's place, cooked by Grandma Ye, Yang Xiaoyan, and Hu Xiuxiu, with Ye Daquan paying for the rice and vegetables.

The daily supply of spicy soup is made by Ye Erquan.

Everything was arranged perfectly.

"Cai Ping, Cai Ping!" Granny Zhao ran out of the house. "The matchmaker from town has come to your house."

"A matchmaker?" Ye Caiping raised an eyebrow and chuckled. It was bound to happen. "How long have you been here?"

"She had just stepped into your house when you came back."

Ye Daquan swung the rope, and the oxcart quickened its pace a little.