Zhao Qingzhu was engrossed in cooking when her anxious younger sister pulled her back.
"Something terrible has happened, Second Sister!"
"What's wrong?" Zhao Qingzhu asked, puzzled.
"I see the matchmaker is here, what should I do?" Zhao Qingju bit her lip anxiously.
Zhao Qingzhu panicked a little when she heard this, but she tried to calm herself down after remembering what her sister had told her.
"Don't panic. Didn't my older sister say that marriage is a matter of free choice now? As long as we both firmly insist that we don't want to, what can they do to us?"
She knew that this method could only delay things, and was not a long-term solution.
Right now, we need to see what follow-up plan their eldest sister suggested. What exactly is that plan?
She couldn't wait to call her older sister right away to ask her what was going on.
After listening to the matchmaker's boastful talk, Madam Zou took off her pipe and asked, "With such good conditions, is it possible for my family to get a chance?" Although those two money-losing granddaughters are quite good-looking.
But these days, finding a wife isn't just about looks; it also involves considering the bride's family background and dowry.
They were just ordinary farmers. She looked down on the eldest son and his wife. As for dowry and such, with her as the grandmother, they could forget about it.
Sure enough, when asked, the matchmaker smoothed her hair.
"You're really something else. That guy is a bit older, around thirty, and his legs aren't very nimble either."
Upon hearing this, Madam Zou was not surprised at all. "That's alright, she's getting older and knows how to care for people."
"Hey, I knew I could talk to you. Look, since that's the case, how about we arrange for the two of them to meet another day?"
“Alright, bring them over tomorrow. There’s not much work to do in the fields right now, and everyone’s just sitting around doing nothing. It would be great to have the wedding done.” Mrs. Zou made the final decision.
After lunch, Zou suddenly called all three of her daughters-in-law to her side.
When Zhao Qinglan's mother returned, her eyes were red.
Her mother-in-law told her to dress up both her daughters tomorrow, and she felt a pang of sadness and bitterness in her heart.
Seeing their mother like that, Zhao Qingzhu and her sister didn't sleep well that night.
The next day, early in the morning, Zhao Qingzhu and her sister were called over. Two aunts who usually didn't treat them well helped their mother get ready and even took out two pretty hair accessories that they would never normally get to wear.
After the Zhao family finished tidying up and were waiting for someone to come, the postman on his bicycle leisurely rode into the village next to Zhao's.
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