Upon hearing Qiao Zhili's words, Qiao Zhishu suddenly realized the truth and calmed down. After thinking about it, she felt that what her younger brother said was not wrong.
His younger sister has indeed earned a lot of money for the family recently. Judging from his mother's radiant face and the fact that she's been spending money more freely lately, you can tell how comfortable and prosperous their life is.
But since I've already agreed, how can I refuse? Let's leave it at that for now, and I can refuse after we've met.
"Okay, I'll decline after we discuss it."
Hearing this, Qiao Zhili breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his brother wasn't stupid; he was still quite clear-headed and knew his limits. He wouldn't marry a woman who was so unattractive.
The next day, Madam Yang brought the girl into the mansion. Madam Yang deliberately followed Anle's instructions and brought the girl into the mansion. As soon as the girl entered the mansion, her eyes lit up and she couldn't help but look around. Her joy was beyond words.
The woman accompanying the girl to the meeting was a matchmaker, who was also the old acquaintance that Yang had mentioned.
Originally, the matchmaker was from Jincheng, but because of a natural disaster in Jincheng, she ended up in Hongcheng. So the girl she introduced was also from Hongcheng, but she lived in a village. Now that she was in the city, she was like Grandma Liu visiting the Grand View Garden, looking around with a sense of novelty and a strong sense of worldly desire.
When she first heard that the family had no house or land, she was somewhat reluctant. But now that she had come to their door and was in the house, she realized that it was nothing like what she had imagined.
This was like a huge windfall falling from the sky and landing on her head. What good deeds did Miao Cuihua do in her past life to have such good fortune in this life, being able to marry into such a wealthy family?
If you could live in such a mansion, wouldn't you be just like the ladies and young ladies in wealthy and powerful families?
Thinking of this, the man excitedly tugged at the matchmaker, "Matchmaker, didn't you say this family wasn't well-off? How come they can live in such a big house?"
The matchmaker also received one hundred coins from Yang to do her bidding. According to Yang, this old maid could never be paired with the eldest son of another family; she was just brought in to annoy the children.
They made her pick out the bad ones and arranged several for her, all of whom were men who couldn't get married.
Take this old maid for example. She has a birthmark on her face that almost covers her entire face. She's also a bad person. She's selfish, overly harsh on her parents and siblings, and lazy.
So she's already twenty-seven and still hasn't found a husband to marry into.
"Although they live here, this isn't their own house; they're staying at their aunt's house."
"So, that means his aunt's family is very wealthy." Miao Cuihua continued to press on, her eyes gleaming with shrewdness and mercenary intent.
The matchmaker glanced at Miao Cuihua.
“His aunt’s house is his aunt’s house, and his house is his house. They are two separate families, not one family. Miss Cuihua, you need to make that clear.”
"Whether it's one family or two families, as long as she marries into the family, she can live in this big house, right?" Miao Cuihua seized on the key point, her mouth stretching to the back of her ears.
As they were talking, the matchmaker led her people into the reception hall in the main courtyard.
The octagonal table in the reception room was laden with all sorts of snacks and treats, many of which were novel and unfamiliar to Miao Cuihua. Her eyes lit up as she stared intently at the food, unable to look away.
What a family they are! My goodness, she's really living in a paradise.
Upon seeing the arrival of the people, Madam Yang hurriedly and warmly greeted them, and Qiao Zhishu stood up behind Madam Yang.
In this lively occasion, An Yi and her brother also came to join in the fun.
The reception room was still quite lively at this time.
Not only were An Yi and her brother present, but Qiao Zhili and Qiao Zhiyi were also there.
The purpose is to create a lively atmosphere and give the younger generation something to talk about.
As soon as An Yi saw the person arrive, he quickly squeezed to the front to take a look, intending to see what the girl he wanted to meet was like. He had heard that the girl had a birthmark on her face, and that she was also six years older than his cousin Zhi Shu.
When I looked up, I was almost blinded by the sight. It wasn't just a birthmark on my face; it was a face growing out of a birthmark!
Even though I was mentally prepared, I was still startled when I saw the girl.
Holy crap! What kind of woman did this aunt find for her older cousin? This is terrifying! It's not marrying a girl, it's marrying a ghost!
This is absolutely not a happy occasion; it's downright terrifying.
Mr. and Mrs. Qiao, seated at the head of the table, were also startled. Mrs. Qiao was quite frightened, clutching her chest and unable to recover for a long time.
This is too outrageous! How could they find such a girl? Even if the Qiao family is down on their luck, they shouldn't be unable to find a decent girl, right?
Mrs. Qiao was immediately displeased, and Mr. Qiao's expression also turned sour.
Miao Cuihua entered the reception room, completely ignoring the expressions on the faces of the people there. She was only focused on the food, wanting to taste it and have a couple of bites.
Normally at home, we can't afford to eat some expensive pastries, let alone these pastries that we've never even seen before. They look so beautiful, they must taste really good.
"Come, come, Miss Miao, don't stand, please sit down. These two are the elders, so Miss Miao can call them Grandpa Qiao and Grandma Qiao." Madam Yang glanced at Miao Cuihua, feeling a bit annoyed, but then recovered and happily led her to a seat on the lower side of the row. Next to the chair was a four-cornered table with several plates of snacks on it.
Miao Cuihua finally turned her attention away from the pastries and snacks, greeted Mr. and Mrs. Qiao, and then sat down in a chair, showing that she was at least somewhat polite.
Then his gaze swept across the crowd, passing An Yi, and finally settled on the two men, Qiao Zhishu and Qiao Zhili.
The person she was meeting on a blind date was an adult man, so it couldn't possibly be a teenage boy. At a glance, it was one of those two people, but she didn't know which one it was.
“My dear daughter, this is my eldest son, Qiao Zhishu.” Madam Yang patted Qiao Zhishu on the shoulder.
Miao Cuihua stared intently at Qiao Zhishu's face. Qiao Zhishu had the appearance of a scholar, and was handsome and refined. Miao Cuihua took a liking to him at first glance.
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