"Mom, you are aware that the Zhang Familyâs decision-maker is Mr. Zhang, and heâs stingy. When you send them gifts, you should be prepared for that."
"How can he not be more generous when he has only one daughter? Doesnât he realize he should do something for his daughterâs dignity?" Ms. Wang said. "They own several shops, and theyâre not that poor. Is it really necessary?"
"Thereâs nothing that can be done if someone is stingy to the bone. Fortunately, thatâs his only flaw. Just bear with it, Mom. After all, you wonât have to live with the Zhang family."
Yang Chuxia added another word of advice. The marriage was about to take place, so what was the use of talking about this? Besides, getting angry at them wouldnât solve anything.
"Oh right, I should advise you not to talk about this in front of Qingrui. It might make him uncomfortable."
"I know, do you think Iâm oblivious?"
After mumbling a few more words, Ms. Wang finally left.
But as soon as she left, Yang Qingtong arrived.
"Whatâs happened? Do you have some trouble?" Seeing his expression was not too good, Yang Chuxia asked.
"Sis, today I saw someone in town." Yang Qingtong hesitated for a long time but in the end, he spoke up.
"Who did you see?"
"Shen Qiu!"
"Her?" Yang Chuxia didnât pay much attention and said, "She lives in town now. Isnât it normal to see her?"
On hearing this, Yang Qingtong became anxious, "Sis, but the thing is, I saw her walking together with the son from the first branch of the Zhang Family. His hand was even on her waist."
"What?" Yang Chuxia was visibly surprised. She wasnât aware of such matters. "What was Shen Qiuâs reaction?"
"She seemed not to mind and was smiling."
That was precisely what Yang Qingtong couldnât understand. Obviously, the two knew each other, but the problem was, she had said she wanted to marry Uncle Dayong, so why was she so intimate with the son of the Zhang Family?
"Are you sure you didnât mistake someone else?"
"How could I be mistaken? I even made a detour with the horse carriage to follow them for a while." Yang Qingtong said, "Sis, we have to tell Uncle Dayong, so he isnât deceived by her."
"If this is true, we should be grateful that Uncle Dayong hasnât formally committed to her." Last time, from what Yang Dayong said, he planned to make it official in October to marry before the New Year, since Shen Qiu was also getting on in years and there was no need to delay.
"Speaking of Uncle Dayong, why on earth would he be interested in such a person? This isnât the way to repay a kindness." Yang Qingtong had run out of words when it came to Yang Dayongâs marriage prospects.
"Alright, donât spread this around just yet. Iâll have someone check it out in town, and once weâre clear on the facts, weâll tell Uncle Dayong."
After a pause, she added, "Weâll have to get our parents to assist with Uncle Dayongâs marital matters. We canât just count on him, his judgment is lacking."
As for Shen Qiu, Yang Chuxia had nothing more to say. How could she change her mind so quickly? When she had just returned to Yangshu Village, Shen Qiu seemed quite interested in marrying Uncle Dayong. Now, in the blink of an eye, she seemed interested in someone else.
"Then sis, you have to act quickly."
"I understand."
The following day, Yang Chuxia sent someone to investigate in town, but the news hadnât come back yet.
"Madam, the Madam of County Magistrate is here."
"Her?" Yang Chuxia instantly recalled the person she had encountered at the Mu Familyâs home. She remembered that woman seemed to dislike her quite a bit. Why would she come here, and why send gifts during the festival? "Well then, letâs go and welcome her."
Just as she was about to step forward, she saw Yangyang and another child rolling on the ground, and a lady standing beside them, her face ashen.