"What can an old man like me do? I met with my future in-laws and then went to play golf."
Lin Zhou knew about golf, but he had never seen such a hobby of the wealthy.
I can go visit sometime when I have time.
"So, has Mingyuan's marriage been settled?"
"It's about time. Let's find a master to calculate the auspicious time before holding the formal engagement ceremony."
The engagement ceremonies of wealthy families are more complicated than one might imagine, and there's another layer of meaning involved: a collaboration between two companies.
Even deciding who to invite is an art.
"You have to come then. You're practically their matchmaker. Without your porridge, their relationship definitely wouldn't have progressed so quickly."
Lin Zhou chuckled upon hearing this.
What does a marriage between wealthy families have to do with a street vendor like him?
However, meeting someone through a blind date is quick.
With his only son getting married, Zhang Jianjun no longer resists meeting up with his old friends.
With a daughter-in-law already in place, how far away are grandchildren?
"Okay, let me know in advance when the time is set."
Zhang Jianjun knew that Lin Zhou usually ran a stall, so he readily agreed.
"By the way, do you need to go on a blind date? I can arrange one for you."
Seeing that Lin Zhou was single, Zhang Jianjun casually asked.
As people get older, they often like to play matchmaker for younger generations.
I didn't understand why my elders had this hobby until I got old myself and learned it on my own.
"I don't really need it. I'm very satisfied with my current life and don't want any changes for the time being."
We haven't even enjoyed these good days for a few days yet, how can we get married?
Zhang Jianjun looked at Lin Zhou's increasingly youthful face, nodded, and then seemed a little puzzled.
"Xiaolin, haven't you gotten a little fairer? Your face also looks much smaller."
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