When I opened the door, it was an old lady.
She's not familiar with it yet.
Zhou Yian's heart skipped a beat. She knew it was coming, but she didn't expect it to come so soon.
"Xiao Zhou, have you eaten yet? If not, come to Auntie's house and have a bite."
"I ate, I ate yesterday's leftovers." Zhou Yian refused. Going there would be like walking into a tiger's mouth.
"No wonder, but it's hot now, and the leftovers need to be heated up."
"Yes, yes, Auntie, you are right. I haven't eaten yet. I have worked so hard in the morning. How could I not eat?" Zhou Yian smiled and was a little reluctant to let anyone in.
If we're not familiar with each other, it'll take forever if we sit down.
"I'm old now, it doesn't matter whether I eat or not. Xiao Zhou, can you let me in and sit for a while?"
Zhou Yian held the door and smiled, "Come in, come in, Auntie, come in and sit for a while."
It’s not possible to not let him in, since it’s already like this.
"Xiao Zhou, please sit down too." The old lady sat down without hesitation and even sat in the main seat.
"Auntie, wait a minute, there seems to be something under the stool you just sat on." Zhou Yian walked over with a smile and said politely.
"What?" The old lady stood up curiously and looked at the stool under her butt.
"Auntie, please move to the side," Zhou Yian quickly took a rag, pretended to wipe it, and then sat down.
A question mark popped up on the old lady’s forehead.
"Auntie, come and sit down, you're welcome." Zhou Yian smiled as she sat down and pulled the person to sit next to her.
He came to her house obviously to ask something of her, and he even sat in the main seat. Isn't this just taking advantage of her youth?
The old lady was tricked and pulled to the side.
Zhou Yian wanted to hear what kind of weird five-spice melon seed farts she was making.
The old lady didn't expect to get such a tough response, but she couldn't get angry about such a thing, so she sat down as if nothing had happened.
"You know, your sister Ni'er is not young anymore." The auntie spoke directly. Nowadays, it is popular to first criticize before praising. The auntie was humble as soon as she opened her mouth. In fact, her sister Ni'er was only 17 years old.
In rural areas, it is not small, but not old either. Most people get married at this age.
"Yeah, she's not young anymore. People like younger girls nowadays." Zhou Yian agreed with the old lady.
As expected, the old lady was successfully choked. She was just talking casually. Her daughter was just the right age. "Your sister Ni'er is actually not that old either. She is hardworking and pretty."
"Yeah, with so many advantages, why are you still at home?" Zhou Yian nodded in agreement to whatever others said.
The old lady was a little embarrassed by her reply, "Aren't you always looking for a good one?"
"Yes, yes, sister Ni'er, you should be more selective. Marriage is a lifelong event, so you won't be afraid to wait for two more years." Zhou Yian felt that his intentions were sincere, but the old lady didn't like it.
"Since you also know that marriage is a lifelong event, then please help me and Sister Ni'er." The aunt was uncomfortable with her inappropriate words, but she felt that she was not wrong.
"I really want to help, Auntie. How do you think I can help?" Zhou Yian had an attitude and tried hard to use his brain to think of how to do it without causing trouble.
"It's very simple..." The old lady was halfway through her words when there was another knock on the door.
Before Zhou Yian could open the door, someone walked in.
"Xiao Zhou is here, right?" The person who came in was also an older woman, and she seemed to be a little out of tune with the older woman sitting there. "Oh, you're here too. Why are you disturbing Xiao Zhou in the middle of the day?"
"Aren't you here too?" The two ladies looked at each other, knowing what everyone was thinking.
"Auntie, please sit down," Zhou Yian didn't feel anything. There were so many lice that she wasn't afraid of the itch anymore. Suddenly, a good idea came to her mind.
"I'll help you with both." It would be better if she helped with both. She wouldn't offend anyone, and when the time came, she would just pass the person's information to Uncle Zhang, and then she would be free to let Uncle Zhang bother his own son.
"How can I help everyone?" Ni'er's mother said first, "I came here first."
"We're all from the same village, there's nothing I can do to help." Zhou Yian smiled and took out her notebook and pen. "I'll record the situation of all the sisters and sisters. When the time comes, I'll see if they have any intentions. If they do, I'll tell you. If not, I can't help. A forced melon won't be sweet."
"That's fine." The eldest sister who came later spoke first.
"Come one by one, I'll write them all down." Zhou Yian began to write heroically.
Then she wrote a bunch of things, and Sister Nier's mother was really good at praising. Anyway, she just passed it on, and she really didn't care whether it succeeded or not. Otherwise, it would be annoying if she wrote one by one.
I've been writing for a long time, mainly because I don't know what news everyone heard, but they all came here, so it would be a shame not to join in the fun.
"Xiao Zhou, if it really works out, Auntie won't treat you unfairly and will give you a big red envelope."
"I'll pack two for you."
"Hey, you're still raising the price. Even though I'm only packing one, it must be a big one."
"It's not my decision whether it will work out or not," Zhou Yian continued writing, "What if she wants to marry someone from the city who has a job? I can't do anything about it."
"It's okay. I'm just trying it. If it doesn't work, can I still blame you?"
"That's right, there's really no fate and there's nothing we can do about it."
Zhou Yian felt more at ease now. "I'm not a matchmaker. I just help the ladies to play matchmaker."
“Yes, yes.”
After seeing off a few chattering aunties, the room suddenly felt empty. Ge Jun was not so popular when he was still a worker in the city.
Why is Zhang Pengyue so popular? It’s true that being a soldier is an honor these days.
Xiao Song just doesn't follow the beaten path.
Zhou Yian thought to himself that otherwise he would probably be robbed by the aunties as soon as he went to the countryside.
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Song Songbai escorted the goat milk back with great difficulty. He mainly took a bucket and brought a goat milk bucket with a wooden lid.
"I'll drive more steadily," Song Songbai emphasized to Ge Zheng, "Don't spill it."
After thinking about it, I felt it was difficult for him, so I said, "Sprinkle less."
Don't let the bucket be empty when you get home.
That would be a wasted trip.
As the road was not good, Ge Zheng held the bucket in his hand and shook it out little by little. In order to prevent it from spilling on his clothes, he shook it all over the car.
Song Songbai stopped the car and prepared to get out. "You drive back."
"What about you?" Ge Zheng was a little puzzled.
"I'll just carry it and walk back. It's not far." An An finally made a request to him, and he couldn't fail to satisfy even this.
"That's fine, I'll just take it back. We can't waste anything." Ge Zheng felt a little sad when he saw the food spilled. Although goat milk is not expensive, it is also food and drink, and it is not good to waste it.
After all, Song Songbai is his master.
"No need." It would not look like he was carrying it back. It would depend on whether it was brought back by him or by Ge Zheng.
Song Songbai got out of the car with his things and moved to the side.
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