The Huo family has also prepared the betrothal gifts, and now they are just waiting to exchange the tokens of love and the marriage certificate, and then set the wedding date. Then the marriage will be settled.
"The question now is, when the Huo family comes to propose marriage, should they go to the Bai family's house, the compound, or the Song family?" Matchmaker Tang said with a smile, "After thinking about it, I still have to ask for your opinion."
Song Yuehua thought about it and realized that the Bai family’s house had been rented out. It would be okay to come to the Song family, but after all, Liu Xue lived in the compound.
"Would it be inappropriate to go to the compound?" Song Yuehua asked.
Matchmaker Tang thought for a moment and said, "It's OK. The house in the compound is so grand, and Liu is the manager there. It's just right for her to go there. There's nothing inappropriate about it."
"That's good." Song Yuehua was still worried that there might be some taboos.
Matchmaker Tang said, "Tomorrow is a good day, let's do it tomorrow."
"Tomorrow..."
Hearing her tone, Matchmaker Tang asked, "Is it inconvenient?"
"Tomorrow is Dabao's birthday, so I guess he won't be free until the afternoon." Song Yuehua said.
Matchmaker Tang laughed and said, "What's the big deal? You can't come in time for dinner. Then come in the afternoon."
"OK."
After school, Dabao, who was originally going to Dongshan, smelled the fragrance of rice coming from the house and rushed to the kitchen.
"Go play for a while and come back for dinner later." Song Yuehua stuffed two pieces of firewood into the stove.
Dabao was humming as he dug into the tofu.
"Eat less, I'll make minced meat and tofu later." Song Yuehua said.
"Okay." Dabao stuffed the food into his mouth and ran out smiling.
Xiaoyu washed her hands and went into the kitchen and said, "Sister Song, I'll help you."
"You go and take a rest. I've almost finished everything here." Song Yuehua drove the man out.
For dinner, I made minced meat tofu, stir-fried vegetables, fried eggs with green onions, and pork slices with green peppers.
Dabao asked, "Big sister, are you going to celebrate your birthday tonight?"
"It's my birthday tomorrow. There's still meat and tofu in the well. The dishes tomorrow will only be good, not bad." Song Yuehua said.
"Xiaobao's birthday too."
After Dabao said this, he was no longer so happy.
Xiaoyu looked at Song Yuehua and asked her what to do.
Song Yuehua said, "I'll make braised pork tomorrow. Shiny and shivering braised pork."
Xiaoyu immediately followed up, "The braised pork melts in your mouth. The gravy bursts in your mouth with the aroma of lard and soy sauce. It's so delicious!"
Dabao: “…”
The two of them were talking with great joy, and Dabao couldn't help laughing, "Big sister, Sister Yu, please eat quickly, the food is getting cold."
The two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiaobao was in the Taoist temple and had no idea how he celebrated his birthday. Not to mention Dabao, who was worried about him, Song Yuehua and Xie Yu were also very worried about him.
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