Landlord Zhao chuckled, "What's the rush? The sisters just married off one before the year's start, and Pei Yuan hasn't even had her hairpin ceremony. No matter how urgent, you have to wait for her to reach that age!"
Zhao Xiaochen felt his face heat up from the laughter, "Anyway, I'm just going to ask Uncle for a bride!"
"The brides are all found by me, are you afraid you won't get married?" Landlord Zhao teased him, reassuring him.
After having his assurance, Zhao Xiaochen bowed with a smile to express his thanks before he took his leave.
When Pei Qin woke up from a nap, she was made to drink a bowl of almond dew, "Good...," it tasted terrible.
"The almond dew doesn't taste good, let's try making walnut dew tomorrow." Mo Heng had a sip earlier and indeed, it was a bit unpleasant.
