CHAPTER 38: CHAPTER 38: INSISTING ON MARRYING HIM

The matchmaker was a professional, and Mrs. Zhao understood the implication of her words clearly.

"This eldest miss of the Xiao family is talented and beautiful, the legitimate granddaughter of the prominent Xiao family, perfectly matched with your honorable house, Mrs. Zhao, why would you give up?"

Isn’t this affecting her matchmaking fee?

"It’s my husband’s decision." Mrs. Zhao actually thought it wouldn’t be bad for Xiao Chunlan to marry as the third son’s wife, she had seen the girl herself, quiet and gentle, and quite good-looking: "My husband said, precisely because she is a good girl, and our third son is neither scholarly nor martial, he needs to correct his temperament well to avoid harming the girl."

"A union between two families is about building ties, not enmity. With my third son’s temperament, he cannot match the eldest miss of the Xiao family."

Mrs. Zhao was belittling her own son against her conscience. Honestly, she thought her son was quite good, except for not passing the scholar exam or becoming a doctor.

She also didn’t want to provoke enmity with the prominent Xiao family, so she excessively belittled her own son.

Hopefully, these words would just pass as wind with the matchmaker, otherwise, how could they find a bride in the future?

Who would want to marry their daughter to an unreliable guy?

"Mrs. Zhao, are you really not reconsidering?"

"Not anymore." Mrs. Zhao quickly stuffed two taels of silver into the matchmaker’s hands: "Please, sis, say a few good words for me, and when my Minghua is reformed by his father, I’ll ask you to help find a match again."

"Okay, okay, leave it to me. I’m not boasting, there’s no marriage in the world that I, Matchmaker Hu, can’t arrange."

Having two taels of silver was some consolation. Even though Matchmaker Hu didn’t understand why the Zhao family was unwilling to pursue the marriage with the eldest Miss Xiao, it wasn’t a wasted trip.

This matter had to be settled properly.

"What? The Zhao family is busy these days and not planning to propose?" Nanny Chen was shocked by Matchmaker Hu’s reply: "Busy with what? Is there anything more important than marrying a bride for the son?"

"I don’t know, there should be, right?"

Sigh, this nanny really is old, didn’t she understand the underlying meaning?

Must you say that they no longer fancy your young lady, wouldn’t refusing the proposal bring more face?

"What?" Nanny Chen laughed in anger: "Does the Zhao family think they’re so great? They actually dare to reject our young lady!"

Matchmaker Hu... just look, perhaps this is also why the Zhao family didn’t want the marriage.

Following good people to learn good deeds, following the royal academy to worship the divine, even a nanny is just a servant, yet she speaks so arrogantly.

It can only be said that Mrs. Zhao is a wise person, making such a decision is absolutely correct.

Marry a virtuous wife, and a virtuous wife prospers three generations.

The reputation of Xiao family’s eldest miss was not significant outside, but Matchmaker Hu actually found out some unspeakable details.

This marriage not going through, she considered it accumulating some merit.

"What did you say?"

Mrs. Xiao was shocked after hearing Nanny Chen’s words: "Do you know the reason?"

"I don’t know, the Zhao family only said their third young master is too unruly, and Mr. Zhao still wants to educate him for a few more years before discussing marriage again."

"No, that’s not possible, after a few years of education, I’ll be in my early twenties." Xiao Chunlan was anxious and her eyes turned red upon hearing this: "Wasn’t Aunt Xiao always fond of me? I also like Brother Minghua, Mother, weren’t you and Aunt Xiao always on good terms? How can this happen?"

The husband she had in hand suddenly flew away, and Xiao Chunlan’s world collapsed.

"Chunlan, what nonsense are you talking?" Mrs. Xiao’s face flushed red: "Go back to your room first."

"Mother..."

"Go back."

"I..." Xiao Chunlan cried as she ran back to the back courtyard.

"Madam." Nanny Chen worriedly looked at the eldest miss’s retreating figure: "Eldest miss, she..."

"Chunlan is young and naive, and the Great Xia is not just about Zhao Minghua." Mrs. Xiao was both angry and annoyed: "I still can’t figure it out, Mingming I had such a good chat with Mrs. Zhao."

One looking at the son-in-law and the other the daughter-in-law, both were extremely satisfied, how could it suddenly stop being discussed?

Mrs. Xiao wasn’t even as annoyed by the Zhao family stopping the talks, but by the Zhao family proposing to stop.

The Xiao family, one of the four great families in Changzhou, how dare the entire Zhao family despise her daughter?

"Madam, a forced watermelon is not sweet." Nanny Chen could only advise her in this way: "However, the eldest miss seems to have truly fallen for him, madam, should you take a look at the eldest miss?"

"This girl just lacks worldly experience." Mrs. Xiao sighed: "Raising daughters is a debt, alas."

Helplessly, she could only go to her daughter’s courtyard to comfort her.

Before she even entered, she heard her daughter crying.

"Greetings, great madam."

The maid hurriedly greeted her: "Great madam, the young lady..."

"Alright, all of you step back."

"Yes!"

Mrs. Xiao walked into the courtyard.

"Also go away, get out, who allowed you to enter." Xiao Chunlan picked up the vase on the table and hurled it at the person at the door: "Get lost, stay far away, don’t come in and offend my eyes."

"Chunlan!"

Fortunately, Mrs. Xiao dodged quickly, and the vase did not hit her on the head: "Do not be rude."

"Mother...?" Realizing she almost made a mistake, she was frightened, but thinking of the marriage, she immediately rushed into Mrs. Xiao’s arms: "Mother, I want to marry Zhao Minghua, I like him, I only want to marry him, apart from him, I will not marry anyone else."

"Chunlan, why must you do this?" Mrs. Xiao was quite angry: "The world does not only have Zhao Minghua as a man? There are many better-looking and more capable than him; what on earth did he charm you with, making a girl like you cry day and night disgracefully?"

"Mother, no matter how many other men there are in the world, no matter how good they are, I don’t care. I just want to marry him."

"But, the Zhao family doesn’t intend to marry you."

"That’s not right, they did, you refused first, and then the Zhao family thought they lost face and so didn’t come to propose."

"Chunlan, how can this matter be blamed on us?" Mrs. Xiao was amused by her daughter’s words: "Such is the custom, when someone proposes, the girl’s side also symbolically refuses once or twice, indicating that they’re not rushing to marry off the daughter, it shows the bride was courted several times, which means she’ll be cherished and they’ll give you full face..."

"That’s all a lie." Xiao Chunlan said hoarsely: "Where’s the several times? The Zhao family is also a big household, don’t they care about face? Why didn’t you agree back then? What now? Is he going to marry someone else?"

"No, I absolutely cannot let Zhao Minghua marry someone else." Xiao Chunlan clutched her handkerchief tightly: "Zhao Minghua can only marry me, it can only be me, Xiao Chunlan, as his lady."

"You..."

Mrs. Xiao knew her daughter’s character well but couldn’t help but advise: "A forced watermelon is not sweet, Chunlan, how about I let your aunt in Changzhou find a better husband for you?"