"Uncle Luo, getting married is a major event in your life. You make the decision yourself. It's hard for others to say anything."

Yang Ruoqing finally said.

"Then when do you plan to do things? Anyway, I have to send a letter to Tangyazi telling him this." She said.

Blacksmith Luo raised his head with excitement, "I haven't discussed with the Ma family yet when we will do the work."

"Although she is a widow, I still want the matchmaker to marry her, so that she can marry into the old Luo family with dignity," Blacksmith Luo said.

No one around him said a word, leaving him alone to do the math.

"Qing'er and Tang Yazi's new home is being built. According to this progress, they will be able to live in it in more than three months."

"If you can live in your new home, you two will also get married."

"As an uncle, I am an elder. No matter what, I have to welcome your aunt into the house before you get married..."

Aunt?

Yang Ruoqing turned her face away.

Thinking of Ma's scheming face makes me want to vomit.

"Father, mother, please talk to Uncle Luo. I'm going back to the house to write a letter to Tang Yazi."

After saying these words, Yang Ruoqing went straight back to the backyard.

Sitting at the desk, spreading out the paper, I didn't know how to write for a long time.

I feel a little irritable.

She trusts her instincts.

When Mr. Ma comes in, the old Luo family will no longer be peaceful.

However, there are some things that we know that bad results are about to happen, but we are unable to reverse them.

She made a lot of efforts to stop it.

Advised.

He even went after his father, Yang Huazhong, to the Ma family and brought back Blacksmith Luo.

However, Ma's methods were still underestimated.

That pair of nose-shaped trousers with blacksmith Luo’s ‘spots’ on them, ugh!

She shook her head, picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote the first stroke on the paper as white as snow...

…

The next day, Blacksmith Luo left all the work on the construction site to Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming.

I hurriedly went to Majia Village to discuss marriage.

"Brother Luo is smiling so hard that he can't close his mouth. Why are you so happy? Did you get some money?"

Yang Huaming looked at Blacksmith Luo's leaving figure and joked.

Yang Ruoqing twitched her lips and said, "People feel good when happy events happen. Tang Yazi and I are going to have more than one aunt."

"Ah?" Yang Huaming's eyes widened.

"Which girl is she from?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "From Majia Village."

"Oh, this is a good thing. Brother Luo won't have to be a bachelor anymore!" Yang Huaming said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, didn't say much, and turned around to do her own thing.

What kind of person is Ma, and things like nose-shaped pants?

These are all secrets shared between Yang Ruoqing and the others and Blacksmith Luo.

Even if it's her fourth uncle, Yang Ruoqing won't reveal the slightest bit of information.

…

At night, Blacksmith Luo came to Yang Ruoqing's house in a hurry again.

"The Ma brothers and sisters are really easy-going people who are easy to discuss!"

As soon as Blacksmith Luo sat down on the stool, he couldn't help but sigh.

"As soon as I mentioned the matter of my nephew getting married, people immediately considered it for me."

"Everything about marriage should be kept simple."

"You don't need a penny of betrothal gift from me, and you don't need three wedding gifts. All you need is to give the girl a set of festive clothes on the wedding day."

"In total, the 26th of this month is a good day. Then I will pick up Ma to have a 'cross-in' relationship."

"That's it. Let's find a good day to marry her before August and that's it."

Yang Huazhong's family listened in silence.

Now that the matter has come to this, there is nothing more to say.

"It's twenty today. Oh my, it's going to be over in five or six days."

"What about that, Mother Qing'er, come back later and I plan to set up a table of wine and food to invite relatives and friends, so you all have to go!"

Blacksmith Luo extended a sincere invitation.

Sun smiled and nodded: "I will definitely go."

Blacksmith Luo looked at Yang Ruoqing with a smile: "What, have you written to Tang Yazi?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "They've all been sent out."

Blacksmith Luo nodded: "I will send another one later. If he is busy in the military camp this time and cannot spare time, he will not come back."

"When we get married next month, let him find some time to come back and have a banquet!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Well, I will convey your wishes to uncle."

Blacksmith Luo went home satisfied.

…

"Hey, Brother Luo is such a pitiful person. He is more worried about getting married than anything else!"

Sun sighed softly.

"I'm just hoping that the Bodhisattva will bless that Mr. Ma so that he can be impressed by Brother Luo after entering the house and live peacefully with him!" Mr. Sun said again.

Yang Huazhong also shook his head and sighed.

"Now that everything has turned into cooked rice, we can only congratulate you."

…

The news that Blacksmith Luo was getting married soon swept through the whole village like a hurricane.

Wherever there are people, people are talking about it.

A forty-year-old bachelor married a young widow fifteen years younger than him.

The nephew is getting married, and the uncle is also getting married. The two of them are groomsmen together, which is very strange even in villages ten miles away!

Blacksmith Luo was busy running around town to prepare things for the wedding and wedding.

Most of the time people don’t stay in the village.

This time, Yang Ruoqing suffered a lot.

No matter where I go in the village, I will be grabbed and questioned by the ladies and aunts.

Everyone is very curious about Mr. Ma. Why did they fall in love with Blacksmith Luo?

Yang Huazhong and Sun were also miserable.

Working in the fields, picking vegetables in the vegetable garden, washing vegetables by the pond...

A lot of people came over to inquire and inquire.

…

In a blink of an eye, it was the night of August 25th.

Because tomorrow, the twenty-sixth, is the appointed day when Ma will come to visit.

Blacksmith Luo was so excited that he came over at night to discuss the matter with Yang Huazhong's family.

If you want to get married through marriage, you need a matchmaker.

Since Mr. Ma is a widow and remarried, both parties plan to keep a low profile.

Blacksmith Luo still felt that he could not wrong the Ma family, so he asked Ma Dafu to find a matchmaker in Majia Village.

On his own side, Blacksmith Luo wanted Yang Huazhong to be the matchmaker.

Yang Huazhong had no choice but to bite the bullet and accept this job.
To be continued...