Xie Qingyao looked at Jiang Si doubtfully: "Ah Si, what can you do?"

Jiang Si whispered a few words into Xie Qingyao's ear.

Xie Qingyao was even more surprised: "Is this possible?"

"Give it a try. If it doesn't work, think of another way. There is always a way out."

Xie Qingyao nodded vigorously: "Okay, let's give it a try."

The two of them went to look for Xie Yinlou. As they reached the door, they heard the woman's voice: "Yinlou, auntie won't hurt you. The girl auntie is talking about is one in a hundred in terms of character and appearance. She is a perfect match for you."

Xie Qingyao stepped over the threshold and said coldly, "Brother, why are you here at this time if you're not going to the funeral hall? It'll be hard for me to find you."

Seeing his sister and Jiang Si, Xie Yinlou's tense expression relaxed slightly, but he also showed a bit of embarrassment.

I thought that since he wouldn't say anything, they would just stop talking because it was boring, but I didn't expect my sister and the others to hear it.

As soon as she saw Xie Qingyao coming in, the woman frowned quickly, and then immediately showed a friendly look: "Qingyao, the adults are talking about serious matters, you should go and rest first."

Xie Qingyao looked at Xie Yinlou innocently: "Brother, is there anything more important than helping our parents with their funeral?"

Xie Yinlou stood up, his expression cold: "Of course not."

Seeing that he was about to leave, the woman hurriedly said, "Yin Lou, you are wrong. In addition to taking care of the funeral of my uncle and his wife, there is another important matter, which is your marriage!"

Xie Yinlou looked at the woman coldly without saying a word.

The woman didn't care about Xie Yinlou's expression that could freeze people to death. In her opinion, the other party was a young man, and they came with the approval of the clan leader. If this kid dared to act like a prince, he would have no chance of having a good reputation.

Want to be a noble without a good reputation? Dream on!

"Marriage?" Xie Qingyao raised her voice as if she had heard a joke, "When parents pass away, children have to observe mourning for three years, how can they get married?"

The girl raised her chin slightly, with dissatisfaction revealed in the corners of her eyebrows and eyes.

The woman was not afraid of Xie Yinlou, but was a little afraid of Xie Qingyao.

A little girl without parents is like a barefoot person who is not afraid of those who wear shoes. If she is really humiliated, who can she go to for justice?

At this time, Xie Qingyao's aunt spoke up: "Qingyao, there are always exceptions. Your brother is the only child of the Yongchang Marquis's Mansion. Your parents left in a hurry. I wonder how regretful they must be for not seeing your brother get married. Do you have the heart to let them wait for another three years? Besides, this huge Marquis' Mansion can't be managed by your brother alone, right? Before the seventh day, I will marry you a sister-in-law. In the future, your brother will have a virtuous wife to help him. Isn't that a good idea?"

The eighth aunt agreed with the aunt on this point. She cast a subtle glance at Jiang Si who was following Xie Qingyao, and said meaningfully: "With an aunt to check on your brother, he will definitely marry a virtuous and honest woman. It's better for your brother to be fooled by a messy woman when he is young and ignorant."

Xie Qingyao's face suddenly darkened and he looked at his aunt: "Is this also what my aunt meant?"

The aunt curled her lips and said, "Your uncle discussed this matter with your grandmother before he came here. How can your aunt make the decision? Qingyao, a girl like you, don't worry about it."

I didn't expect that after not seeing her for a few years, this girl would become so eloquent. Fortunately, the master wanted to marry his daughter to the Yongchang Marquis's Mansion instead of letting her son marry this girl, otherwise she would never agree!

"Yes, auntie is here to take care of this matter, so you don't have to worry about it." The eighth aunt glanced at her aunt.

The two men looked at each other, full of tension.

Half of their goals are the same, but who can achieve the other half depends on their respective abilities.

Xie Qingyao saw it all and felt sad in his heart.

Asi was right. Both her aunt and her eighth aunt wanted their people to become the future lady of the borough. Taking advantage of their conflicts would be an opportunity for her and her brother.

"But I heard from my mother that my eldest brother is already looking for a wife. If I want to let my parents rest in peace, I think it would be more appropriate to choose a girl that they like."

At this moment, Xie Yin glanced at Jiang Si consciously downstairs and couldn't help but think of a possibility.

Xie Yinlou frowned, ready to speak up to stop his sister from making trouble.

They shouldn't drag other people into this rotten stall of theirs.

Xie Qingyao seemed to have anticipated his brother's reaction, and pulled him hard with his hands behind his back.

Xie Yinlou lowered his eyes to hide the doubt in his eyes and decided to wait and see what happened.

"Marriage proposal? Which girl?" The eighth aunt immediately raised her voice.

My aunt followed up with, "The marriage hasn't been decided yet. The woman certainly won't want to get married within seven days. Then we have to wait another three years—"

"In three years, my eldest brother will only be 20 years old. It's not too late at all." Xie Qingyao argued helplessly.

Auntie slapped her thigh and said, "Qingyao, you are just kidding. Why are you in such a hurry to get your eldest brother married on the seventh day after your parents' death? It's because he is the only child. You have seen how unpredictable life is. Who knows how much will happen in three years?"

Xie Qingyao was so angry that his face turned pale: "What do you mean by that? Are you cursing my eldest brother for something to happen?"

The aunt looked indignant: "Yes, what you said is too unkind. Yin Lou, your parents have passed away, and your uncle can decide your marriage. You have to listen to your uncle and aunt on this matter today, we are all doing this for your own good-"

"Are uncle and aunt really doing this for our own good?"

"Of course it's true."

The eighth aunt was unwilling to be left behind: "Qingyao, we are a family, we are all surnamed Xie, and the eighth uncle and the eighth aunt are wholeheartedly for you."

Xie Qingyao wiped her tears and sneered, "Since my aunt and my eighth aunt both say it's for our own good, whoever of you can say these words in front of my parents' spirits will be the one to decide my brother's marriage."

My aunt and my eighth aunt were suddenly silent.

"If my aunt and my eighth aunt don't dare to ask, then you don't have to worry about my eldest brother's marriage. As the elders said, my parents are most concerned about my eldest brother's marriage, and this matter must not be rushed. If my aunt and my eighth aunt can promise in front of my parents' spirits that the woman they are going to introduce is good, my parents' spirits in heaven will be relieved. Otherwise, it is better to wait until the three-year mourning period is over and then slowly choose a better one."

"Go if you want. Auntie, you can have a clear conscience." Eighth Aunt glanced at her aunt and walked towards the mourning shed.

My aunt didn't want to be left behind and followed immediately.

Several elders from the same clan and maternal grandparents' family were also sitting in the room, including the uncle and eighth uncle of the Xie brothers and sisters. They all stood up and followed.

It's not easy for men to get involved in this kind of dispute, but that was actually what they meant.

"Asi——" Seeing people rushing into the mourning shed, Xie Qingyao nervously pulled Jiang Si.

It was noon at this time and there were no guests coming to pay their respects. The mourning shed was empty, but it was immediately filled with people pouring in.

With a flick of Jiang's fingertips, the phantom flew quietly towards Aunt Eight and Auntie.

Jiang Si gave Xie Qingyao a reassuring look.

Xie Qingyao calmed down and said loudly, "Auntie, please tell my parents first."

Aunt Eight looked at the two black coffins placed side by side. The smell of burning paper went straight into her nose. For some reason, she felt a little colder than when she first came here.