In the afternoon of the same day, Zhang Huan found Uncle Lin, told him that the matter was done, and asked him to bring Manager Qiu to see him. The eldest brother had already explained the matter, which was beneficial to Zhang Xuan. Therefore, Zhang Ruofeng did not make things difficult for Zhang Huan. He handled it very quickly. The delivery was completed that night, and Zhang Xuan also got the house. Although he couldn't bear to thank him in person, he still asked Zhang Can to bring a bottle of wine, which was considered to end the grudges of the past.

In late autumn, the sky always looks so high, with a breeze blowing on the face, and the blue sky does not have a trace of white clouds. Under the sky, red and golden yellow become the main colors of this season, even people's faces, which appear radiant due to the harvest.

After the harvest, it is also the time to talk about marriage. The faces of young men and women look even red. The boys are excited and excited, while the girls have more shy expressions.

But for the Lin family, this is the last autumn they spent in Taiyuan. After this autumn, they will return home. There are still many things to be settled before returning home. Lin Delong no longer treats patients who need time, but also ends the treatment of the old patients. The second uncle Lin Deli needs to return all the credit items, and some old medicines that have been backlogged for many years have to be sold.

As for the master's wife, Yang Yuniang had to consider various favors. She had lived there for more than ten years and had a lot of courtesy exchanges. She had not yet paid back the favors she owed to others. If so, she had to find an excuse to clear them out immediately.

Yang Yuniang flipped through the old tent in the room for a whole morning. After lunch, she pulled her husband into the room, stared at his eyes and said solemnly: "Dalang, do you still remember Mr. Qiao Hougen?"

"Why don't you remember that he is the gentleman of Zhiyu and Zhibing. Even Pingping has been studying with him for several years! Didn't we go to pay his birthday to him at the beginning of the year?"

Seeing his wife being serious, Lin Delong couldn't help but grab the back of his head and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Is there anything wrong with Mr. Qiao?"

"You!" Yang Yuniang complained to her husband and said, "Have you forgotten? When we went to celebrate our birthday at the beginning of the year, the old man liked Pingping very much. What did he say at that time?"

Lin Delong thought about it and suddenly realized, "You are talking about Pingping and Mr. Qiao."

Qiao Hougen is a scholarly family and is an authoritative master in classics. Mr. Qiao was a Hanlin worshiper of Emperor Xuanzong in his early years. During the Kaiyuan period, he gave several provincial examinations. After the Anshi Rebellion, he returned to his hometown to live in seclusion and opened a school to educate his children. Lin Delong's two sons Lin Zhiyu and Lin Zhibing were Qiao Hougen's children.

At the beginning of the year, Mr. Qiao celebrated his 80th birthday, and Lin Delong and his wife took Pingping to pay their birthday wishes to him. He liked Pingping very much, so he proposed to betroth Lin Pingping to his grandson Qiao Yushu. Lin Delong agreed due to affection. Afterwards, Lin Delong also forgot about this. Today, Yang Yuniang looked through old objects and found Qiao Yushu's birthday post, and then she remembered this.

However, Lin Delong did not agree. He had seen Qiao Yushu. He only knew how to read and write all day long. He spoke sourly. He didn't like it. Seeing that his wife was very worried, he smiled and comforted her, "I haven't mentioned this for more than half a year. I believe the Qiao family has forgotten it. This is not a favor, don't worry about it!"

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave. Yang Yuniang was anxious and grabbed him and said, "Dalang, you are so confused! Isn't this to repay favors? Pingping is eighteen years old this year. Do you think she is the snot-snot-swept little girl? She has to get married, do you understand?"

Lin Delong was stunned, then laughed and said, "She is eighteen years old this year? Why do I think she is still an eight-year-old girl?"

"Don't you blame you? She is always in a state of being so arrogant, like a fool. Do you know what everyone calls her? The pan! Listen, is this still a girl's name?"

Yang Yuniang became more and more disgusted as she spoke. At the end of the conversation, she had to sigh: "Originally, Shibalang and her childhood sweethearts, and his mother likes Pingping very much. They are the most suitable, but I also saw that Shibalang treats Pingping like a sister and has no idea at all, so he can't force others."

Lin Delong's face turned gloomy, "What do he want to think? Two people get married and have children, just live a simple life. Whatever you want is not like? Now he is a girl, and after you go to the church, you have to call him a wife!"

Yang Yuniang shook her head, "That's it, we're leaving soon. When will we meet again? Three or five years, Pingping can't afford to delay it! Besides, if someone wants to go to Beijing to take the exam, you can't mention this matter now. In my opinion, the Qiao family is a scholarly family. If Pingping gets married, it's not a loss to her. We might as well give it a try."

Lin Delong pondered for a moment, then said in an uncontroversial tone: "Ping Ping wants to like him. In this way, you ask Zhiyu to invite the boy from the Qiao family to have a meal and let Ping Ping meet him. If Ping Ping is willing, then I have no objection."

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In the afternoon, Yang Yuniang sent her son to the Qiao family. The Qiao family knew it well. Although the two families were inconsistent, Mr. Qiao was eager to like it, so he agreed and chose an auspicious day. It happened that the next day, Qiao Yushu came to Lin's house for lunch.

Yang Yuniang was overjoyed and immediately called her eldest daughter to help her advise. With her wife, the three women could discuss it. As for Pingping, she couldn't tell her now, otherwise it would be a bad thing.

The next morning, Yang Yuniang and Qiaoqiao called Lin Pingping into the house, enlightened her, told her about the relationship between a woman's age and marriage, and gave her a lot of examples, saying that women cannot get married when they are old, and their fate is so miserable. In short, it's just one sentence, you are already old and it's time to get married.

Lin Pingping agreed to her mother in everything, but as soon as she left the door and saw the blue sky like the sea, her heart involuntarily turned into a white cloud and merged into the boundless sea. At this moment, the marriage matters became insignificant in her eyes. In her opinion, there was nothing more important than happiness and freedom in the world.

At noon, Qiao Yushu, who has a rigorous family tradition, arrived at the Lin family on time. He was the last grandson of Mr. Qiao for 21 years this year. It is said that he has learned the true teachings of his ancestors and is knowledgeable. However, after seeing his thin body, people always doubt this.

His face was thin and pale, which was because he had been studying in the house for many years and had no sunshine. Today, he wore a flat scarf and a white dress and robe, and a green robe on his face, which made him look not so thin.

Since he was here to greet him, he also carried five-colored snacks in his hand. He hurriedly got off the carriage and saw that the Lin family gate was crowded with people who were seeing the doctors, and they were eating the dry food and water they brought.

Qiao Yushu frowned, pinched his nose and walked through the patient carefully, for fear that he would bring some unknown disease home after being rubbed.

Lin Delong happened to send a patient out and saw Qiao Yushu walking on thin ice at first sight. His face sank. He was afraid he could not afford to be such a delicate son-in-law.

Qiao Yushu finally walked up the steps. When he looked up, he happened to see Lin Delong. He hurriedly adjusted his clothes and politely said, "Uncle Shi is here, my nephew Yushu is polite!"

"Oh! You're here, sit inside!" Lin Delong forced a little smile and called him into the lobby.

At this time, Lin Delong's eldest son Lin Zhiyu happened to come out. He and Qiao Yushu were friends of the past, and had a strong relationship. When they met, they were extremely intimate and bowed to each other. They kept talking nonstop. Lin Delong was upset and snorted, and went to have dinner first.

At the dinner table, Lin Delong said nothing, just lowered his head and scattered rice. Yang Yuniang was extremely enthusiastic about Qiao Yushu and kept adding soup to him, persuading him to this and that, for fear that he would be hungry. Unexpectedly, Qiao Yushu thought that the beautiful and gentle Lin Qiaoqiao was ordinary, and he secretly looked at her from time to time, with an admiration in his eyes.

Lin Qiaoqiao's face was flushed and she could no longer stay so she put a pot of vegetables on the table and whispered, "I have something to do!" Then she ran into the inner room. Qiao Yushu watched her back disappear, savoring her gentle voice, and was drunk.

Seeing that he was not a common practice, Lin Zhiyu couldn't see the hairstyle his sister had combed to indicate that she was married, so he held back his smile and said, "It was my eldest sister Qiaoqiao just now, she was already married. What Yushu wants to see today is my second sister Pingping. I wonder if you have seen her when the old man celebrated his birthday last time?"

"Pingping?" Qiao Yushu thought for a long time but couldn't remember the scene when his grandfather celebrated his birthday. However, Da Qiao was so gentle and beautiful, so Xiao Qiao should be better than his sister. Thinking of this, he was overjoyed. Although it was late autumn, if there was a feather fan, he would be willing to slap it.

Qiao Yushu looked around and saw no beautiful woman. He asked Yang Yuniang with a smile, "My mother Lin, where is Miss Pingping now? Are you wearing makeup in the boudoir?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Delong groaned, then coughed violently, covered his mouth and was about to leave. Yang Yuniang grabbed her husband and glared at him fiercely. She was so angry that she had been reluctant to return, and she would have made it clear to her if she had known it.

At this time, she heard the sound of rapid footsteps outside, as if someone was running towards her, so she immediately reached out and opened the side door and prepared to grab her daughter in.

Outside the side door is the side alley of Linzhitang, connected to the street and the open space behind. Very few people usually come. Only when footsteps get closer and closer, they run to the door, and find that it is not Lin Pingping, but a little boy about eleven or two years old. He is carrying a wooden Qinglong Yanyue Sword, sweating profusely, and is fleeing in panic. Yang Yuniang is disappointed and is about to close the door. Suddenly she heard Pingping's voice. A stone in her heart finally landed on the ground. She turned around and smiled at Qiao Yushu, "Pingping has gone to learn embroidery, and just returned."

Qiao Yushu suddenly realized, and the expectation in his eyes became even stronger. At this moment, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside, as if more than one person were heard. Pingping pinched his throat and said in a muffled voice: "Where has Guan Yunchang escaped? Xu Gongming, I am limiting you to bring him over within one hour!"

"Abide by the order!"

Then another little boy with a flushed face rushed past the door, but was carrying a wooden Xuanhua axe on his shoulder. Everyone looked at each other. Yang Yuniang even said something was wrong in her heart. Before she could close the door, the little boy shouted excitedly: "Prime Minister, I will catch Guan Yunchang!"

"Okay! Remember your first contribution."

Finally, Lin Pingping, who had been waiting for thousands of times, appeared with a pan. She led a large group of little boys to rush over from the door. When she turned her head, she saw people in the room looking at her in a daze. Then she stopped quickly and scratched the back of her head embarrassedly and said, "Mom! I'm leaving soon, I'll play with them in the end."

Qiao Yushu blinked his eyes and asked loudly, "Please, please ask Mother Lin, do you have three daughters?"

Lin Delong laughed loudly and pointed at Lin Pingping and said, "Young Master Qiao, this is the little girl Pingping, do you like it?"

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Chapter completed!