Upon hearing this, Lin Sanlang, who had just woken up, felt even more strongly that he had offended a vengeful spirit who was coming to claim his life. He was so frightened that he immediately fainted and became bedridden, almost causing his mother to miss the banquet.
On the other hand, although the matter of Yun Ruochun was over, a thorn remained in her heart. Her daughter, Chun-jie, was already of marriageable age, and instead of finding a suitable match, she had been repeatedly framed by malicious people. This couldn't go on.
As the saying goes, things don't happen more than three times. This is already the second time. If there's another one, will they really be able to get away with it unscathed?
Rather than doing that, it would be better to take the initiative and find a good husband for Chun Jie'er. This way, we can avoid the malicious intentions of those villains. Besides, Xia Jie'er is of marriageable age. If Chun Jie'er keeps delaying, it will only hinder Xia Jie'er's future.
Old Lady Yun slapped her thigh and decided to find a husband for Yun Ruochun. She had previously learned from Old Lady Fan that there was a place in the county town for matchmaking, which was said to be a place for those who had not yet been engaged to meet, called the Marriage Corner.
Grandma Yun decided to go and take a look. Of course, she brought Yun Ling with her. In her heart, Yun Ling was like an immortal. As long as Yun Ling was there, everything would be fine.
There's no better time than today, so as soon as it was light, Old Lady Yun pulled Yun Ling onto Yun Shenghua's donkey cart, and the three of them headed towards the county town. The donkey cart was parked in front of the shop, but Old Lady Yun felt that it would be a bit presumptuous to drive the donkey cart to find her son-in-law, so she and Yun Ling walked there instead.
"Grandma, look at everyone else, they all need to bring a portrait. How are we going to go in empty-handed?"
“Oh, right,” Old Lady Yun clicked her tongue lightly, “Do you know how to describe your aunt’s appearance?”
Yunling pouted, "One head, two eyes, one nose, and one mouth."
"Fine, I'll have to do it myself. This Chun-jie looks a bit like me, so I'll have the painter paint me and then trim it a little, won't that do?"
Yunling immediately gave her mother a thumbs up.
There are quite a few small shops near this corner of the marriage corner, selling things like finely retouched portraits for five coins each, portraits that restore beauty for ten coins each, color pictures for twenty coins each, matchmaking ropes for six coins each, wishing stones blessed by the Matchmaker for thirty-eight coins each, Three Lives Stones for sixty-eight coins each, and online letters written for eight coins each.
This online letter writing service really piqued Yunling's curiosity. Just as she was about to ask what it meant, she saw three large nets under the big marriage tree, with many small bamboo tubes hanging on them.
There were young men carrying small baskets to deliver letters back and forth, and there were also young men responsible for removing pasted advertisements and driving away pests. Yunling was stunned!
Grandma Yun chose a shop with a decent storefront. As soon as she entered and said she wanted her portrait drawn, she was pushed into a chair. The painter sat in front, engrossed in his work, only looking up once or twice before saying the portrait was finished.
Looking at the portrait that only resembled her mother by half and looked nothing like Yun Ruochun, Yun Ling couldn't help but feel ashamed. Was this a template, mass-produced?
Grandma Keyun smiled like a flower, saying that this was what she looked like when she was young and the village beauty. She seemed to have forgotten the purpose of coming here, and she seemed to have forgotten the words about trimming. At this moment, her world consisted only of herself and that portrait.
After giving her ten coins, Old Lady Yun happily led Yunling into the matchmaking corner. Old men of similar age, divorced or widowed, assuming they were Old Lady Yun making friends, flocked forward.
"My wife, I am very wealthy, but I always feel lonely and lack warmth at night. I think you are just right for me. Why don't we walk towards a bright future together?"
“My wife and I are a match made in heaven. We are the same height and the same looks. You have a daughter and I have five sons. I will definitely spoil your daughter. Please consider me.”
"Don't listen to them. I'm the most suitable. I have both parents and a house full of children and grandchildren. You won't have to do any chores when you come to my house. Of course, if you want to do chores, you can take care of bedridden elderly people, cook, wash dishes, mop the floor, raise pigs, and do all kinds of chores."
Old Lady Yun shuddered, finally managing to interject, "I'm here to find a husband for my daughter."
Those people scattered and went on to fool others. The woman who had been watching for a while suddenly laughed out loud and looked at Old Lady Yun, saying, "Is this your daughter?"
"No, this is my granddaughter."
Yunling bowed and said, "Hello, Auntie."
Looking at herself, who was the same age as Granny Yun, yet was called aunt by her granddaughter, Madam Hu couldn't help but touch her own face, secretly amused, and then asked, "How old is your daughter?"
"Sixteen this year."
"Sixteen???" Hu's loud voice immediately drew everyone's attention, but she was oblivious to it, and instead advised, "You can't say that. If it's sixteen, just say fourteen. You can't tell the truth, understand?"
Old Lady Yun had no idea that there was such a way to get things done here. Luckily, she was told by a kind person, otherwise she would have made a fool of herself and it would have been a sin. She quickly nodded and thanked them and hung up the portrait according to the local custom.
Yunling glanced at the paintings and found that eight out of ten of the women looked almost identical. If she brought her second aunt along, who knows what kind of business opportunities might arise.
After hanging them up, Granny Yun led Yunling to the men's side. The men's side wasn't much better, but Granny Yun's sharp eyes immediately spotted a portrait and kept saying how good it was.
Yunling noticed that it looked no different from the one next door, but not wanting to discourage her mother, she said tactfully, "Grandma, this person was probably drawn based on his father's appearance."
"Good, he looks so innocent. His father is such a good man, how bad could he be? These days, it's hard to find an innocent young man."
Does this reveal their innocence?
“Look, this nose is big and fleshy, he must be a wealthy person. You can see his nostrils, so he is not stingy and is willing to spend money.”
Well, if you can't see the nostrils, then that person is her second aunt at home.
Yunling carefully examined each portrait and found that although they resembled each other, there were still some minor differences. Her grandmother was amazing; old ginger is indeed spicier.
After making their selections, Granny Yun and Yunling realized that the portrait they had chosen was the one held by the woman Hu from earlier, and that Hu had chosen their portrait instead—it was truly fate.
Mrs. Hu asked with a smile, "This is your daughter. How old is she?"
Remembering what she had just said, Old Lady Yun replied, "Fourteen years old."
"Fourteen? Didn't you just say sixteen?"
"Didn't you say you'd report fourteen when it was sixteen?"
"But I didn't ask you to take it on me!"
Grandma Yun and Yun Ling were stunned; what a brilliant boomerang strike, hitting them right between the eyebrows.
Mrs. Hu didn't seem to mind much and continued to ask, "What does your daughter do?"
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