"Hey!" Wang Hehua sighed, "I was worried when my daughter had no husband, and now that she’s married off, my heart feels empty."

"Luckily, my daughter Xiaoyu married within the village, so I can see her anytime," Zhao Xinghua instinctively replied.

"You just want to make me feel bad." Wang Hehua gave Zhao Xinghua a sideways look.

"Why would I do that to you? I’m worried too." Zhao Xinghua suddenly sighed, "Tie Dan is already twenty-one this year, but he hasn’t found a wife yet. I’m so worried I’ve got gray hair, and not to mention, ever since New Year’s, the sore in my mouth hasn’t healed." She took a sharp breath, clearly touching her mouth sore.

"What’s Tie Dan thinking?" Wang Hehua agreed, "Several families on my side have asked me about your Tie Dan, but I don’t dare answer."

"I wish I knew what he was thinking." Zhao Xinghua looked resentful, "That stubborn boy won’t tell me anything, just says he has it under control. Under control, my foot!"

"Today is a joyous day, let’s talk about something happy." Liu Cuiyun patted Zhao Xinghua’s arm, "Children have their own blessings, you’re worrying yourself for nothing."

"Let’s not talk about it anymore." Zhao Xinghua waved her hand, "At least my daughter and son-in-law are around, and soon there’ll be a grandson. I’m telling you, Cuiyun, don’t fight with me, I’ll help take care of the child."

"I won’t fight, you can take care of him!" Liu Cuiyun laughed helplessly.

Of course, the later story of the two in-laws fighting over the childcare duties daily is another matter.

Yang Ruxin felt helpless towards Aunt Xinghua. She had indirectly talked to Tie Dan, but he said he didn’t want to get married for now, and she couldn’t press too much. Although twenty-one didn’t seem old to her, in this era, it was different here. At this age, the person might have problems, or the family was too poor to afford a wife, like Ma Laiwang.

But the Liang Family was now somewhat well-off, and yet Liang Tie still wasn’t marrying, leading to gossip and speculations of him possibly having some hidden illness.

A supposed "hidden illness" meaning he’s impotent or involved in some unsavory business, is quite unpleasant to talk about, no wonder Aunt Xinghua is worried.

At the Li family’s banquet, almost every family from the two villages sent someone, and there were many helpers.

Ma Laiwang even volunteered to help, and surprisingly, he wore new clothes and shoes. He was tall and handsome when all dressed up.

"Has Ma Dishi changed?" Yang Ruxin casually asked.

"No." Wang Hehua paused, then shook her head, "If that woman changes, the sun would rise in the west."

"But Uncle Laiwang is wearing new clothes and shoes." Yang Ruxin raised an eyebrow, "The stitching doesn’t look like store-bought clothes."

"I think it looks like Qiaoqiao’s handiwork." Erni said casually, "The cuffs of the coat even have a circle of dark cloud embroidery."

"Luo Qiaoqiao?" Yang Ruxin frowned.

"Yeah." Erni nodded, "She’s always making embroidery for the Embroidery Store, I recognize that stitching."

The people around couldn’t help but glance at each other, then showed understanding expressions.

"You know, that girl Luo Qiaoqiao is really not bad." Wang Hehua clapped her hands, "Brother Laiwang is also a good man, if they really got together, it’d be a beautiful thing."