Xue Family.
Wang Meihua sat on the hard chair with a sullen face, turning an enamel tumbler back and forth in her hand, while Xue Guohong sat with his legs crossed, shaking them nonchalantly, a look of indifference on his face. Facing them, Xue Ligang, however, had a face full of joy.
On the table between them, there were two oval bamboo baskets covered with red cloth, filled with some pastries, snacks, and large steamed buns.
"What exactly do you mean by this?" Wang Meihua slammed the enamel tumbler down, "Are we going to a matchmaking meeting or arranging a marriage tomorrow?"
"First the matchmaking, then the arrangement, if Guohong likes her, we will arrange it on the spot, if not, we will keep looking." Xue Ligang said while looking at his son, "You little brat, once you meet Lin Chuxia tomorrow, you'll understand why I want you to be engaged to her."
