It looks great, so great! "
Xu Jiajia looked embarrassed: "I'm not, I'm Xu Jiajia, Xiaoyao's sister."
Han Chengxuan was even more embarrassed than Xu Jiajia: “Mom, what are you talking about, this is Shen Yuebai’s wife Xu Jiajia.”
Mother Han's face froze. Ouch, she had embarrassed herself to the point of leaving her grandmother's house. After a moment, she returned to normal: "Jia Jia, I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person."
Xu Jiajia had calmed down by now. She waved her hand nonchalantly, "It's okay. Come in."
The group followed Xu Jiajia into the hall.
The matchmaker looked around the courtyard quietly and was speechless with shock. For a family to live in such a big house, they not only needed to be rich, but also powerful.
Ordinary workers like them, even if they live in a courtyard house, are crowded together with more than 20 households.
A family of about ten people lives in a house of about 20 square meters, without even any private space.
Not like the Xu family at all.
There are less than ten people living in a courtyard house with two entrances.
All in all, there are more than twenty rooms.
So enviable.
Matchmaker Li was also a matchmaker in her hometown. When she saw her colleagues, the smile on her face was like a blooming chrysanthemum, emitting warm light.
She had a lot to ask the matchmaker, but she also knew that it was not her turn to be in charge today, so she finally held back and didn't say anything.
She poured a cup of brown sugar water for everyone present, which was what the old lady had ordered earlier.
The brown sugar melts slowly, leaving a rich sugarcane aroma.
Han's mother and the matchmaker didn't expect the Xu family to be so generous. The first thing they gave was brown sugar water. The expensive thing was not the money, but the ticket.
Even factory workers did not have brown sugar coupons every month.
Han's mother took a sip and found the taste smooth, like a melodious piece of music, touching the strings of her soul.
After taking a sip, Han's mother took the initiative to introduce: "Grandma, I am Han Chengxuan's mother. You can just call me Anle."
Just as Mrs. Xu finished introducing herself, she saw Xu Xiaoyao walking in from outside with her two children.
That's not the point.
Instead, she was covered in mud, her face was also covered in mud, and her hair was messy.
The trouser legs are rolled up, one high and the other low.
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