Happy Marriage

Back at the mansion, An Sheng immediately took the fruit and went to Xue's house first.

The lights in Xue's house were lit, and there was laughter and laughter, which sounded extremely lively.

There are no maids and servants outside the house, the door is wide open, and the light shines through, making the courtyard quite bright.

"Especially the matchmaker Zhang, who is so old, not serious, with a face painted like a monkey's butt, and that **** mouth can scare a person to death. It's too exaggerated." .

"That's right, you said that these matchmakers are good matchmakers. They are dressed in red and green, and they are so tacky." Xia Ziwu also sarcastically sneered.

Then there was Xia Zixian's soft and weak voice: "This matchmaker has official media and private media, and that's all. It is recorded in the book that private matchmakers used to sell gouache, rouge, beads and flowers as an excuse to go to the club and join the Western family. , Knowing the women in the boudoirs of each family like the back of the hand, it is good for marriage, so it is mostly rubbing grease and powder.

It became a matchmaker, and the host sent a suit of festive clothes or satin to thank the matchmaker for their relatives. Over time, this became their signature dress. "

Madam Lian praised one after another: "Fourth Miss is still knowledgeable and knowledgeable. Today, those matchmakers are babbling hysterically. You should ask Fourth Miss to listen behind the curtain. "

Xue Shi sighed helplessly, rubbed his temples, and complained: "It's really a matchmaker's mouth, and I'm tired. These old women are talking about all the hype, and there's no truth in their mouths. I want to find a marriage that I care about. It's true. It's not easy."

"If you say this is out of line, you should count that Mrs. Ding, who has a clever mouth and tongue like a lotus, and Wu Dalang can be praised as Ximen Qing, and the female yaksha will turn into a nine-day fairy when she pours one from her mouth." Lian wife again.

Several people immediately burst into laughter.

"Actually, it looks like this, but it's still the second thing. The main thing is character and family background. If we find a relative who sees the autumn wind, we will also be implicated." Xia Zixian teased again in a soft voice.

Xia Ziwu snorted disdainfully on the side: "It would be good if someone would like it. A broken pot is a broken lid. Bad people love bad people, and good people are spoiled."

"How do you talk?" Xue Shi was a little dissatisfied and reprimanded Xia Ziwu.

Xia Ziwu rolled his eyes: "Just tell the truth, he saw the angel's shameful deeds, so you treat him as a treasure, and you pick and choose."

An Sheng was a little puzzled and didn't understand who Xue was talking about. Hearing Xia Ziwu's bad tone and derogatory words, it was definitely not her and Xia Zixian.

Are you talking about yourself? Is Xue Shi still not giving up?

She coughed lightly and walked over gently, and the laughter in the room stopped abruptly.

An Sheng stood in the light at the door, and even the old lady, Xia Ziwu, Xia Zixian, and Mrs. Xue all turned to look at her, making her feel like an uninvited guest who trespassed into someone else's territory, embarrassing her whole life.

Xia Ziwu immediately snorted contemptuously, turned around and picked up the grapes in the fruit bowl, raised his slender fingers to peel, turning a blind eye to An Sheng.

Xue Shi forced a smile: "An Sheng, are you back?"

An Sheng walked in and handed the fruit basket in his hand to the old woman who was waiting: "This is the autumn fruit that my grandmother asked me to bring back, for my mother and sisters to have a taste."

Xue Shi nodded at her: "Is your grandmother's legs visible?"

An Sheng nodded: "After acupuncture, it's relieved a lot."

"That's good." Xue waved at her: "It's still early, don't rush back, we are chatting lively here, sit down and talk together."

An Sheng looked down at his Luo skirt and shook his head: "No, mother, the skirt corners and embroidered shoes got wet today. It's a little cold, and my body can't be warmed up. I'll go back and rest early."

"Hey, I'm rushing over to flatter me, how come people don't want to see her, so I let the second sister freeze in wet clothes?" Xia Ziwu sarcastically sneered.

Xue glared at her, and when she looked at An Sheng again, there was a smile on her face: "Then mother won't let you, go back quickly and let the Dragon Boat Festival cook a bowl of hot **** in the kitchen for you. Don't catch a cold when drinking the soup. If the Dragon Boat Festival is too busy for one person, the mother will send another person to serve."

An Sheng hurriedly declined, not wanting to have Xue's eyes and ears beside him, and his every move being watched closely by others.

She thanked the Xue family, turned around and went back to her small courtyard, closed the door, and immediately asked the Dragon Boat Festival in a low voice, "Did a matchmaker come to the house today?"

Dragon Boat Festival nodded: "Just about to say that Miss Yu knows, we have been staying in the yard and the news is locked. Today, Madam invited four or five matchmakers into the house and talked about it all morning."

"Who do you propose to kiss?"

"You don't have to worry about this young lady. I heard that you are looking for a good marriage for Young Master Biao."

Dragon Boat Festival was a little happy. If Xue Xiuliang got married, he should have restrained himself a little, and stopped running to the house every day, staring at him like a hungry wolf.

"That's all?" An Sheng was still somewhat at a loss.

Dragon Boat Festival nodded: "The sound of the wind has been released. However, Young Master Biao is idle every day and does not do a proper job. Who would want to marry a serious girl? Unless they are blindfolded by a matchmaker, or black-hearted parents, coveting the promise of the eldest lady. Dowry, otherwise who would push their daughter into the fire pit?"

An Sheng thought about it, that Xue Xiuliang was indeed quite old, and he had already reached the age to talk about marriage. However, Xue Zhao was notorious, and Xue Xiuliang himself was not up to his expectations. Relying on a good pair of skins, he got into trouble everywhere, and caused a lot of troubles, and he didn't do much shit. .

In the past, there was a girl whose innocence was ruined, and she wanted to be wronged and marry, but Xue's nose and eyes were raised, and she didn't like it. Xue Zhao also wanted to climb up a good family, so it was not up to him to be high or low, and it was always a matter of Xue's mind to keep delaying.

It seemed that the Xue family wanted to take care of everything and contract Xue Xiuliang's marriage while member Xia was away. Betrothal gifts, thanks to the media, and all of them will definitely cost a lot of money. Xue Zhao eats and drinks every day, and it is impossible to count on it. It must be Xue's own pocket, which is a big hand.

What Xia Ziwu said today is a good thing, even if a good girl like Xue Xiuliang married him, it would be a waste. Only Xue Shi regarded him as a treasure, and was thinking of choosing a good marriage. That is to say, when she came forward, people with small families were greedy and wanted to climb the ranks of foreigners, so they would let their daughters marry.

If it doesn't matter to him, An Sheng will no longer take it to heart.

"Then is there a girl you like today?" An Sheng asked.

Dragon Boat Festival shook his head: "When the matchmaker was invited to come over, he didn't make it clear that the matchmaker thought they were going to say kisses to a few young ladies in the house. Young Master. The eldest lady just listened, and later said that she was talking to Young Master Biao, and the matchmakers stopped talking."

An Sheng sneered in disdain: "Is it possible that no one answers?"

"Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man. The eldest lady has raised the matchmaker's money. Naturally, there is a matchmaker who has no conscience. After talking for a long time, who knows if there is a favorite?"

An Sheng said: "You are well informed today."

The Dragon Boat Festival pursed his lips: "Today is a coincidence. I just met Chang Jing and said that it was under the order of Miss San. I asked Mrs. Lian about the situation. I heard it from the side."

An Sheng said "oh": "It's fine that Xue Xiuliang is married, but I'm really worried that Xue's family will point out a promise to Xue Xiuliang from the girl in the house. That would be a sin."

The Dragon Boat Festival pouted: "We think it is poison, and we are afraid of it, but there is a girl in the house who wants to climb high, and I feel that Young Master Biao was born romantic and is the nephew of the eldest lady, and there must be a future in the future. It’s better than finding a long-term job and living a life of poverty.”

An Sheng sighed lightly: "It's called everyone has their own aspirations. Everyone has different ideas and different pursuits in the future. It's hard to force."