The next day, Jiang Dajin took out the only two eggs he had left from the chicken coop. Eugene looked distressed and said, "One egg is enough! The negotiation has not been concluded yet, why are you getting so many eggs?"
Jiang Dajin ignored the stingy woman and went straight to the funeral matchmaker's husband's house in the village with two eggs in his pocket.
In Jiangjia Village, there are two famous matchmakers. One is the "Happy Matchmaker". Many people from nearby villages come to her for marriage matters. Just because of the happy events that passed through her hands, the family's life was perfect and prosperous.
And the other "mourning matchmaker" who is opposite to her has also dealt with a lot of things. But what she was dealing with was something that was difficult to discuss openly. Such things as finding a new person to marry, having a ghost marriage, or buying and selling children and daughters.
If people are serious about getting married, they all like to go to a matchmaker to pull the strings. However, those who have bad ideas secretly go to the funeral matchmaker.
In terms of reputation, one is good, one is bad, one is south and one is north, but in terms of money earned, it is the matchmaker who earns more, and the human fee is too generous.
Jiang Dajin walked outside her house and looked up at the solid earth wall with envy in his eyes.
Is it possible that a house with earth walls but made of randomly rammed earth will be the same as a house made of clay and then built?
When the wind blows, the walls of my house are about to fall down.
As he walked into the courtyard, he shouted, "Qi Po, are you at home?"
Qi Po poked her head out from the main room, her withered face with two black eyes rolling around, startling him so much that he almost crushed the egg in his hand.
He sneered, "Qi Po, I always come to you to help you with something."
Qi Po signaled him to close the courtyard door tightly and go into the house to talk.
"Are you here for your niece?"
What could an old woman do if she came to see her? It’s nothing more than those things that cannot be put on the table.
The eldest son of their family is 17 years old and must be a normal matchmaker. The remaining one son and one daughter are still young. The only one who can make a fuss is the orphan girl left behind by her brother who died young.
Jiang Dajin nodded, with a fawning smile on his face, "Please help me find a good marriage."
Qi Po seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and the wrinkled skin on her face looked very scary. The so-called good marriage meant that the betrothal gift was high.
"No other requirements?"
"My niece has been dependent on her parents since she was a child and her grandparents when she grew up. It is difficult for her to live alone. Find her a good marriage and live a good life. There are no special requirements."
If it only mentions the matter of nuptials and not the dowry, then it is probably gone.
"Have your family thought it over carefully? As soon as I get on the line and negotiate it, there will be no room for regret. If you delay the matter inside, those people are not easy to mess with." Qi Po warned. .
Jiang Dajin was stared at by her dark eyes, and a knot arose in his back. Then he gritted his teeth and said, "I've thought about it carefully, please ask Qi Po for help."
Qi Po nodded. If she did this, her children would not dare to get too close to her. She had no choice but to stand up, walk slowly into the room, take out a pen and a small piece of paper, and ask Jiang Dajin to dictate the child's birth date.
Qi Po can't read, but she has done this a lot, and she has her own unique way of memorizing things.
She got closer and looked at the birth date. She was born an orphan, but her future destiny could not be clearly seen.
Keqin? It depends on how you say this. When she finds someone she wants to marry, she can tell her birth date and just say that she can survive her fate. People who want to have a happy wedding like this best, as it can save them a lot of trouble.
Jiang Dajin only brought two eggs. Of course, this was not a fee, it was just a speaking fee. The money Qipao asked for was 20% of the betrothal gift.
He was a little heartbroken, but if he went to look for it at home, he probably wouldn't be able to find even 80% of it.
After he left the matter to Qi Po, he went home.
Jiang Yue didn't know about this. She was pulling weeds at the foot of the mountain. Eugene was watching at home, and she couldn't even take a nap.
"Xiaoyue!"
She was taking a nap under the roots of a tree when she suddenly heard a small cry.
After a while, someone came running up to me.
She recalled from the memory in her mind that this seemed to be the youngest daughter of the village chief's family, two years younger than her. The partner that Xiao Jiangyue met with Ye Cai before was also one of the few friends she had.
"Pingya, why are you here?"
It hasn't rained recently, and there are no wild vegetables or mushrooms. The village chief's home is at the entrance of the village, so Pingya won't easily come to the back mountain.
Pingya's face turned pale and she wanted to hold Jiang Yue's hand, but she inadvertently dodged it.
She didn't care and said hurriedly, "Xiaoyue, your uncle has gone to find the funeral matchmaker! You should think of a way quickly and don't be betrayed by them!"
She went to the river to wash clothes today and happened to see Uncle Jin coming out of the funeral matchmaker's house. She didn't even bother with her clothes and hurried to tell her the truth.
Although Xiaoyue has a relatively withdrawn personality and doesn't like to deal with others, she still regards Xiaoyue as a friend, and she must never watch her friend be thrown into the fire pit.
Jiang Yue frowned, she had also heard about the funeral of the matchmaker.
If she really wanted to sell her, Jiang Yue would definitely kill the whole family before getting married.
Anyway, his life was already gone.
She was calm in her heart, pretending to be worried on her face, and her eyes were red, "I have lived in my uncle's house since I was a child, and their food and clothing were provided by them. There is nothing I can do..."
Pingya felt extremely distressed, but she was a junior and had a lower status, so she didn't know what she could do to help.
She could only go home and discuss the matter with her parents.
When the village chief heard this, he frowned so much that he could kill a fly.
Pingya urged them to hurry up and seek justice for Xiaoyue.
The village chief's wife patted her on the shoulder. She was young and ignorant, "They haven't done it yet, how can you stop it? Besides, even if someone does it, why should we stop it?"
Pingya still wanted to argue, but her mother sighed again, "These days, selling children and selling daughters is normal. The government can't stop it. How can you ask your father, a village chief, to uphold justice? Jiang Dajin and Eugene Hua are serious people. Her uncle and aunt have raised her for three years and can make the decision.
Besides, if someone insists that it is a normal marriage, what can you do? This kind of thing would only result in a scolding at most, and it would not affect his family's food and drink. "
The village chief's wife looked at her youngest daughter's innocent look and broke down the problem and told her. No matter how pitiful Jiang Yue is, to put it bluntly, the village chief and Li Zheng can't control this matter.
The village chief said with a dark face, "I can only keep an eye on him to prevent him from going too far."
But there is really nothing we can do about the rest.
Pingya's eyes welled up with tears. She could understand what her parents said, but it was difficult for an upright official to handle household chores.
Jiang Yue didn't know that there was a friend who wanted to seek justice for her. She took out two white flour buns and an egg from the space, wrapped them in random vegetable leaves, avoided everyone's sight, and went to the matchmaker's house.
