"Really!"
When Yang Zhenshan mentioned that he would find a bride for his son, Yang Mingcheng, who had been sulking just moments ago, immediately became excited and tossed aside all thoughts of his war horse.
A horse is no match for a wife?
Compared to a horse, he was more interested in taking a wife.
Yang Zhenshan couldn't be bothered with his foolish son and shouted towards the kitchen, "Eldest daughter-in-law, eldest daughter-in-law!"
"Dad!" Ms. Wang, wiping her hands, walked out of the kitchen.
"Find a matchmaker and see if there is a suitable girl for the third son!" Yang Zhenshan instructed.
As an elder sister is like a mother, and since Yang Zhenshan had no wife, this task had to fall onto Ms. Wang.
Blind marriages, dumb matchmakings; not only the couples getting married, but even the parents are unclear about each other's character.
