"She's quite good actually," responded Huang Zhong casually, as a grown man like him couldn't go around gossiping behind people's backs like women do.
Before Aunt Huang could continue, a noise came from the yard.
Huang Zhong, simple-minded, said, "It must be Dad coming back, I'll go help."
Aunt Huang clenched her teeth, "Choosing just this moment to come back, neither father nor son gives me peace of mind!"
But perhaps it would be better for the old man to handle this matter.
Offer them a bit of drink, and with a couple of glasses in their bellies, what can't be discussed?
Once she had sussed out Huang Zhong's thoughts, she would go ahead and task a matchmaker with the proposal.
If things worked out, even selling two acres of land to hold the wedding would be fine; after all, although it was a second marriage, they couldn't do the other family wrong.
Thinking this way, Aunt Huang finally felt somewhat consoled.
At nightfall, Aunt Huang brought up the matter.
