Lingjia Village.
"Uncle! Are you back?"
Ling Cheng, who was playing at the door, saw Ling Xiao being carried across the bridge and immediately went to meet him.
The little girl leaned over to look at the other side of the bridge. Apart from the three grown men, there was no one else. She looked disappointed.
"Uncle, where is the fairy sister? Aren't you going to marry the fairy sister?"
"It will take some time." Ling Xiao sat down in the wheelchair.
"Brother, Brother Ling Xiao, you guys...are back?"
Ling Jinyue, who had been absent-mindedly accompanying Ling Cheng, trotted over, glanced secretly at Ling Xiao, and asked softly.
"Brother Ling Xiao... that... is it done?"
"Yes, it's done." Ling Jinming's face was full of joy, as if he was the one marrying the wife.
Ling Jinyue's face turned pale. That's right. That woman was so shameless to come to her house last time. If Brother Ling Xiao goes to propose marriage, she will definitely agree!
Ling Jinming didn't notice his sister's expression and said excitedly, "I knew my sister-in-law would definitely agree. Besides, my sister-in-law is really amazing. She made the Meng family speechless with just a few words."
Her brother kept praising that woman, and Ling Jinyue pouted unhappily.
Hearing the sound, Wang Po groped out of the house and smiled towards the source of the voice.
"Thank you Brother Niu for being the matchmaker for Ling Xiao's matter today. Brother Niu, please stay for dinner later."
"No, no, it's just a trip, it's no big deal."
Uncle Niu waved his hand and said, "Call me when Ling Xiao gets married. I'm going back first."
"Okay, thank you. I'll bother you Uncle Niu again next time." Ling Xiao nodded slightly.
The matchmakers left, and Ling Jinming had no intention of staying for dinner. His brother Xiao had a problem with his legs, his aunt was blind, and Xiao Chengzi was a young girl, so it was better not to trouble them.
After saying something to Mrs. Wang, Ling Jinming dragged his sister back.
"Uncle, what is this?" Ling Cheng saw the bag hanging on the armrest of the wheelchair.
Ling Xiao turned his head and glanced at the bag, with a slight smile on his face.
"Do you want to eat the fish your fairy sister sent you?"
"Yes!" the little girl said in a clear voice.
"But, Ling Xiao, I can't see, how can I do this?"
Wang Po was in a dilemma. Normally, she tried to cook as simple as possible at home, just enough to keep the children from getting hungry.
"Mom, Xiao Chengzi and I are here."
Ling Xiao lowered his eyes. Meng Qidi said, "Just stew it."
Maybe it’s because I haven’t eaten fish for a long time, the fish soup at Meng’s house today was quite delicious.
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