In the courtyard, everyone is afraid of the little boy who is so smart!

After hearing the introduction, Wang Jiqing's slightly frowned brows instantly relaxed and a look of sudden enlightenment appeared on his face.

He nodded slightly, his eyes showing recognition and admiration for Master Cheng Si's craftsmanship, and said in a bright voice:

"Oh, it's Cheng Lao Si! Of course I know him. His name is well-known in our surrounding areas."

"His carpentry skills are second to none. He is a well-known carpenter."

As he spoke, he gestured with great interest.

"Take the families in our village who have been getting married in recent years, for example. Roughly speaking, more than half of the furniture was made by Cheng Laosi's skillful hands."

"The tables, chairs, benches, wardrobes and cabinets he made are not only beautiful in style but also strong and durable."

"Every mortise and tenon joint fits perfectly, and every carved texture is delicate and exquisite, as if giving the wood a soul. People can't help but praise it when they see it."

After Wang Jiqing said this, the atmosphere in the room seemed to change quietly.

Zhao Shuzhuo and Wang Jianguo looked at each other knowingly, and it seemed as if thousands of words were conveyed in their eyes.

Then, both of them breathed a sigh of relief, and the expressions on their faces became much more relaxed.

The reason behind this is of course closely related to the purpose of this visit.

According to Zhao Xiu'e's previous account, Yang Chan lost both her parents when she was young and was left alone in this world. It was all thanks to Wang Jiqing and Zhao Xiu'e who raised her with great difficulty.

In this way, Yang Chan's marriage would naturally be decided by these two elders who were like her biological parents.

And from Wang Jiqing's undisguised praise for Master Cheng Si just now, it is not difficult to keenly perceive that he has a very good impression of the Cheng family.

This was undoubtedly an extremely favorable signal for Zhao Shuzhuo and Wang Jianguo, who were determined to promote the marriage between Cheng Erhua and Yang Chan.

This means that the fate between Cheng Erhua and Yang Chan may really have a chance to come to fruition, and their mission as matchmakers has also got off to a good start.

Therefore, the big stone hanging in the hearts of the two people naturally fell to the ground, and they let out a sigh of relief.

Wang Jianguo frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, he seemed to have made some kind of decision.

He walked quickly towards Wang Jiqing, reached out and gently held Wang Jiqing's arm, and at the same time turned to Zhao Shuzhuo and winked, indicating him to go out with him.

Wang Jiqing was a little surprised by this sudden action, but out of respect for the guest, he obediently followed Wang Jianguo out of the house.

The footsteps of the three people echoed on the floor of the house, and then gradually disappeared into the courtyard.

When I came to the yard, the sunlight was shining on the open space.

After Wang Jianguo stood still, he cleared his throat and said to Wang Jiqing with a slightly serious expression:

"Village Chief Wang, we came here today because we do have an important matter to discuss with you."

"Last time when the supply and marketing cooperative staff were registering, something happened. The kid from Cheng Laosi's family saw your niece Yang Chan at first sight."

"This young man was immediately attracted. You know that Cheng Laosi is a well-known skilled craftsman in our village."

"His kid is also very talented and hardworking. After he went back home, he kept talking to his father about it."

"Old Fourth Cheng is also satisfied with Miss Yang Chan. He thinks she is well-behaved and sensible, and has good family education. So, he asked me and Captain Zhao to come to your house to talk to her."

"See if we can arrange for the two young people to meet each other and get to know each other. That's why we took the liberty of visiting you today."

Wang Jiqing listened quietly, the smile on his face gradually faded, replaced by gloom.

When it comes to Yang Chan's lifelong event, his heart feels like being pressed down by a huge rock, extremely heavy and uncomfortable.

In his heart, Yang Chan was like his own daughter. He held her in his hands for fear of dropping her, and held her in his mouth for fear of her melting.

He has always hoped to find a perfect marriage for Yang Chan, someone who has reliable character, a bright future, and the ability to truly love Yang Chan for the rest of his life.

But now, this sudden marriage proposal caught him off guard. He looked embarrassed, his lips trembling slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

However, he was troubled by the complex emotions in his heart. In the end, he just stood there silently without saying a word. Only the heavy breathing sound could be clearly heard in the silent yard.

Zhao Shuzhuo was keenly aware of Wang Jiqing's silence. The solemn atmosphere seemed to condense the air.

He took a step forward, looked at Wang Jiqing sincerely, and was the first to break the somewhat oppressive silence:

"Village Chief Wang, if you have any concerns in your mind, you might as well speak out directly."

"Our original intention of coming here today was just to give the two children a chance to get to know each other, that is, to let them see each other."

"We have absolutely no intention of forcing you or Miss Yang Chan, so you can rest assured."

"We are also entrusted by others and are indebted to them. If we don't come, it would be unreasonable and unjustifiable."

"Of course, if you disagree with this marriage after careful consideration, we can fully understand."

"After all, marriage is a big deal and it affects the happiness of the child's whole life, so we should be cautious."

After listening to Zhao Shuzhuo's words, Wang Jiqing raised his head slightly, looked at the floating clouds in the sky, and sighed heavily.

That sigh was filled with endless love and worry for Yang Chan. He spoke slowly, his voice carrying a hint of vicissitudes and helplessness:

"My dear friends, I am not the kind of person who is unreasonable and deliberately makes things difficult for you, nor am I determined not to agree with this matter."

"After all, Yang Chan's lifelong affairs will ultimately depend on her own wishes."

"It's just that when I talk about finding a husband for her, my heart feels like it's being cut by a knife. I'm afraid she will be sad because of this."

He paused, a trace of painful memories flashed in his eyes:

"The incident with Yang Chan last time caused a lot of uproar in the village."

"Those unpleasant gossips were like sharp thorns, ruthlessly piercing Yang Chan's kind and fragile heart."

"At that time, I watched her become thinner and more silent, and my heart was broken."

"From then on, I secretly swore that I would never propose any marriage to her again, even if I had to let her stay in our family as an old maid for the rest of her life."

"Her aunt and I will take good care of her and support her, and will never let her suffer the slightest injustice."

"To be honest, if it weren't for you two reliable people who came to tell me about this today, if it was anyone else, I would definitely pick up a big stick and kick them out without saying a word."

"But since you are here, I can't refuse your face. Just relax a little and listen to Yang Chan's own opinion. If she is willing, I will never stop her."