Ma Fangfang was lost in thought as she slowly walked home. Suddenly, a man with long hair, reeking of cooking oil, and looking disheveled blocked her way.
"What are you doing? It's broad daylight, and there are plenty of houses nearby. If I yell, I guarantee you'll be in jail."
Ma Fangfang remained relatively calm. It was broad daylight, and she was in an alley, so she wasn't too scared; it was just that the person opposite her was a bit too lewd.
"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person."
The person who ran out was Sha Zhu. This kid, having overheard in the compound that Yan Jiecheng might succeed in his blind date, had his jealousy growing steadily until it flared up completely. He thought to himself, "With all my good qualities, I don't even have a girlfriend. Why should Yan Jiecheng get one?"
So he made a decision: to hijack the deal. Of course, this hijacking was just his idea; if the other party disagreed, he would still sabotage the deal.
Sha Zhu had been waiting outside the alley for Ma Fangfang to come out, but he didn't expect her to come out with Zhang the matchmaker. He had no choice but to follow her for a while until Zhang the matchmaker went home.
"Let me introduce myself first. I'm also from the compound where you were on your blind date. There are some things you don't know, and you've been fooled by them. Let me tell you, the Yan Jiecheng family you were on a blind date with is the stingiest people in our compound, or you could say the stingiest people in the whole street."
Without waiting for Ma Fangfang to stop him, Sha Zhu blurted out.
“I already know about Teacher Yan’s situation, so please don’t say anything more,” Ma Fangfang said, still maintaining her own perspective.
"Oh, you definitely don't know enough. Let me tell you, even their pickled vegetables are shared. Also, they don't usually eat meat; they just eat it because they smell the aroma of other people's meat."
Furthermore, Yan Jiecheng hands over almost all of his salary, leaving him with only one yuan of pocket money each month. If you marry him, you will also have to hand over your entire salary.
Think about it, why would someone with a job want to date someone like him?
Sha Zhu continued to belittle Yan Jiecheng. Seeing that the other person was thinking about what he had said, Sha Zhu began to promote himself.
"What do you think of me? Why don't you marry me? I earn more than 30 yuan a month and I have no burdens." Sha Zhu shamelessly promoted himself.
"You're not a very good person either. You'd better leave now, or I'm really going to call for help." Seeing that Sha Zhu was becoming increasingly unruly, Ma Fangfang started to shoo him away.
"If you won't marry me, then you won't marry me. But let me tell you, with the Yan family like that, marrying into them would be like jumping into a fire pit."
"Then I'm leaving. Remember my name is Xu Damao. If you think I'm suitable, come find me."
That idiot Zhu, seeing that the other party didn't like him, started to resort to dirty tricks. With this move, he both ruined Yan Jiecheng's marriage and extricated himself from the situation, killing two birds with one stone.
Sha Zhu left, but Ma Fangfang fell into deep thought. She had heard a little about the Yan family's situation, but she hadn't expected them to be this stingy. If things continued like this, she would definitely be unable to secure half of her salary if she married into the family. The standard of living there was even lower than her current home.
Ma Fangfang's conditions aren't bad, and she's not that old, so she can keep looking. But she can't just believe Xu Damao's side of the story; she should go ask Zhang the matchmaker.
So Ma Fangfang went back to Zhang the matchmaker's house.
"Oh my, Fangfang, why did you come so quickly? Have you made up your mind?" Matchmaker Zhang didn't expect Ma Fangfang to answer so quickly.
"Um, Aunt Zhang, I wanted to ask, is Teacher Yan particularly stingy, like the kind who counts every single piece of pickled vegetable?" Ma Fangfang asked a little embarrassedly.
"Oh, well, some people have said that, but I don't know if it's true or not. Honey, why are you suddenly asking this? Did someone tell you something?"
How did Ma Fangfang suddenly hear about this?
“Aunt Zhang, I won’t lie to you. Just now, someone claiming to be from their compound stopped me and told me to marry him, not Yan Jiecheng. Then he went on to say a lot about the Yan family,” Ma Fangfang said truthfully.
“Those words shouldn’t be taken seriously. Girl, what do you mean now?” Zhang the matchmaker asked.
"Aunt Zhang, maybe we should just let it go. It's not that I completely believe what they say, but this incident has shown me that many people in that compound have questionable character."
"If I were to marry into that family, living with them for a long time wouldn't be a good idea," Ma Fangfang replied.
"So who did this despicable thing? You should tell your aunt, otherwise I won't be able to explain it to others."
"He was a slovenly-looking man who smelled of cooking oil. Oh, and he said his name was Xu Damao."
"Xu Damao, isn't he the one with the long face?" Matchmaker Zhang had some impression of the young men and women in the surrounding courtyards. Her biggest impression of Xu Damao was his long face.
"My face isn't long. My hair is a bit long, like it hasn't been washed in a long time," Ma Fangfang answered truthfully.
Matchmaker Zhang wasn't too bothered by it. As long as she had a name, she could easily explain things to Yan Fugui.
Ma Fangfang went home, but Zhang the matchmaker went to the Hongxing Courtyard with a worried expression. This courtyard always seemed to have a bit more to do than the others.
The Yan family was quite happy to see Zhang, the matchmaker, return so quickly. This indicated that the other party had agreed to their request.
"Sister Zhang, did it go smoothly? We really need to thank you. We'll definitely invite you to our wedding sometime after it's settled," Yan Fugui said happily.
"Teacher Yan, I'm sorry, the other party said they'll let it go this time. Don't worry, I'll introduce you to someone else next time." Matchmaker Zhang quickly comforted Yan Jiecheng when she saw that he was losing control of himself.
"No, ma'am, this situation is a bit abnormal. You know, during lunch just now, the young lady was quite satisfied with our department, and she got along well with Jie Cheng. How come the situation has changed so quickly?"
Yan Fugui felt that something was amiss.
“Teacher Yan, I won’t hide this from you. I specifically asked the girl, and she said that someone tried to steal the job and even spoke ill of your family. So she felt that the situation in your compound was a bit complicated, so she decided to just let it go.”
Matchmaker Zhang made things clear. She had been a matchmaker her whole life, and this was truly the first time she had encountered such a situation.
"Who said that?" Yan Jiecheng asked angrily when he heard someone speaking ill of him.
The person who spoke ill of him had thoroughly angered him. Yan Fugui was also very angry, so he didn't stop his son from asking the impolite question.
"Fangfang said it's Xu Damao from your courtyard."
"What? Xu Damao, that scoundrel! I was even grateful to him for introducing me to a job, and I was thinking of helping him if he ever needed anything. I'm going to beat him so badly his own mother wouldn't recognize him."
Before Zhang the matchmaker could finish speaking, Yan Jiecheng angrily headed out to cause trouble for Xu Damao.
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