"Well, Sister Chen, Sister Liu, our Baozhu is still young."
"I don't want to date right now. Let's wait two years."
"You see, she's still busy with work now, and she really doesn't have any thoughts on this."
My aunt politely declined because Baozhu had already mentioned the matter of introducing a partner.
I don’t plan to go on a blind date at the moment, I just want to make a lot of money with Jiang Manyue.
But he couldn't stand everyone's staring at him. After all, things are different now than before.
"Oh, Sister Wang!" Matchmaker Chen shamelessly squeezed in.
"She's already 21, which is not too young. Nowadays, a 20-year-old girl can get married."
"Besides, your Baozhu is young, beautiful, and capable."
"I've been waiting for her to come back for a long time. I came here as soon as I heard about it."
As she spoke, she glared at her competitor, Matchmaker Liu.
Matchmaker Liu also squeezed into the house, looking like a fighting cock.
"Everyone is here right now. You can't find a girl like Baozhu even with a lantern."
"I don't know who is so shameless. You refused to come when the princess asked you to."
"Now you're still shamelessly coming here, not even feeling embarrassed."
It turned out that my aunt had previously contacted matchmaker Chen and wanted her to introduce a partner to Baozhu.
As a result, matchmaker Chen said with disdain that it was difficult to introduce Wang Baozhu to someone because she didn't have a job.
I also made some satires openly and secretly, but only a year has passed.
She didn't need to look for anyone anymore, as they all came to her house to propose marriage.
Now that people have come in, it’s not easy for my aunt to kick them out.
The two matchmakers could only sit down first, and they kept looking at Wang Baozhu.
She is now completely different from before. She is tall and beautiful.
During the one year that I followed Jiang Manyue, I learned how to dress myself and my temperament improved a lot.
All the clothes she wears are custom-made, and she looks like a young lady from the provincial capital.
"Oh my!" Matchmaker Chen's eyes lit up and she came over: "This pearl is so beautiful!"
"Auntie, let me tell you, Director Zhou's son at the water plant is 28 years old this year."
"He's young, promising, handsome, and his family background is a good match for you."
"If you're willing, how about I arrange for him to meet you tomorrow?"
Wang Baozhu frowned awkwardly, and looked like she wished he could pull her away right now.
She politely declined: "I think I'd better forget it. I have things to do tomorrow!"
"Hahaha!" Jiang Manyue suddenly laughed out loud: "Handsome and elegant? Are you sure?"
"I'm 28 and still single. My parents are both leaders. How could I be still single with such good conditions?"
"I heard that his son's vital organs seemed to have been damaged since childhood and he can't have children?"
"You, what did you say?" Matchmaker Chen explained with an ugly expression, as if she had been hit.
"No, where did you hear this rumor?"
"What do you mean by hurting your vital organs? It's just a minor injury that won't affect your fertility."
If Jiang Manyue had not lived through a lifetime, how could she have known such a secret matter.
Of course, a woman who worked at a cotton mill married him, but she couldn't have children for ten years.
The woman later filed for divorce, and this incident became a joke among people at the time.
She showed no mercy at all and stared at her embarrassed face and questioned her.
"You've received such a great benefit from his family, yet you actually came to introduce him to my cousin."
"Why don't you introduce such a good partner to your daughter? Why would we get our turn?"
Matchmaker Chen's face flushed, and she wondered how Jiang Manyue knew about it.
"No, no, this must be a misunderstanding, it's not happening!"
My aunt was so angry that her face turned blue: "Okay, Sister Chen, are you deliberately harming my daughter?"
"What kind of rotten fish and shrimp did you introduce to me? I almost got fooled by you!"
Although I felt aggrieved, I didn't dare to bring it up again.
"Hehe!" Matchmaker Liu on the side seemed to have found an opportunity.
"I knew you had bad intentions. This one I introduced is better."
"Baozhu, the person I'm introducing to you is Sun Nanfeng, the deputy battalion commander of our Southwest Military Region."
"He's 1.78 meters tall, honest and quiet. He's a down-to-earth person who knows how to live his life."
Wang Baozhu felt that the conditions seemed pretty good.
After all, the deputy battalion commander's officer was quite good and a good match for her.
"Really?" My uncle chimed in, "Matchmaker Liu, are you sure the conditions are so good?"
Not to mention Wang Baozhu, even parents have to keep a close eye on things.
After all, people in this era still have a filter for military officers, so it is natural to be moved when you hear this identity.
"Haha, I knew you would be satisfied!" Matchmaker Liu glared at Matchmaker Chen fiercely.
At this moment, he seemed like a victorious general: "If you are satisfied, I will arrange a meeting between the two parties."
Seeing that her uncle and aunt were hesitant, Jiang Manyue knew too well the common tactics used by these matchmakers.
"If he's 1.78 meters tall, then he's usually only 1.7 meters tall!"
"He only said he was an officer but didn't mention his age, which means he must be quite old, at least thirty or older."
"He's honest and doesn't talk much, so he's probably not only stingy but also ugly."
Her few words immediately made her give up the idea. After analyzing it this way, it seemed to be true.
Matchmaker Liu's face suddenly fell, and she became anxious: "Who said that? She's not ugly and she's not stingy."
"Well, that guy is quite tall, and he shouldn't be that old."
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