The Lin family had just held a funeral a few days ago.
The Lin family did not have many people to host the wedding.
Lin Fujin asked some amiable old ladies to help her greet the guests. When the banquet was over, everyone took the red packets and went out.
"Old Lady Lian, your son hasn't returned yet?"
"Not yet. I heard that he's looking for a benefactor."
"You're looking for a benefactor again. How many times have you looked for him in the past month? I don't know who that noble is. There are countless people looking for him."
Old Mrs. Lian turned around and looked at the Lin family's house with red lanterns hanging from it.
" We're going to the Zhu Cui shop over there to ask if Madam Lian wants to go? " A few neighbors who had made an appointment were a little curious. Although it was a little rude, who wouldn't calculate their lives like this?
"Go, go, go. Let's go together." The women agreed to go out.
