The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

"Dongdong, can you say auspicious words?" He Changliu turned around and grabbed a handful of copper coins from a waiter: "If you say it well, bad uncle will give it to you..."

"Pfft, pfft, pfft." He Changliu said something casually but quickly changed his words: "Well said, Uncle He will give you copper coins to buy some candy."

Dongdong can say auspicious words easily: "Congratulations on your prosperity, everything goes well, good luck and good health..."

"That's not it." He Changliu interrupted Dong Dong's New Year greetings and explained, "I'm going to the Yan family to propose marriage, and you have to say auspicious words about this, such as perfect match, made in heaven."

Dong Dong, who had not yet gone to the academy, was confused. What was the pig? He had never heard of it.

He Changliu wanted to guide him further, but Dongdong looked at the other children and made a face at He Changliu.

"Xiao Yu'er said that Aunt Xiaoxi would not marry the bad uncle, but would marry me and Brother Xiaobao."

He Changliu: “…” Damn, how come he doesn’t know that he actually has such a young rival in love.

"Forget it, forget it, don't waste time, let's go to the Yan family to propose marriage." The matchmaker saw He Changliu chatting with a group of children and her face was full of impatience.

Looking up at the people in the village who were still watching the fun, they seemed even more annoyed. One of them couldn't help but mutter: "The people in this village are really ignorant. They can get rewards for saying auspicious words, and yet they are all like saw-mouthed gourds."

He rolled his eyes and was seen by He Changliu.

He Changliu frowned slightly, but he didn't get too accommodating with the matchmaker: "Where did the custom of asking for auspicious words at the entrance of your village come from?"

Don't bully him for not understanding these things because he has never been married. You should know that when his elder brother and second brother proposed marriage, he didn't go to join in the fun.

The matchmaker dared to mutter about the people in Anning Village, but she did not dare to be too presumptuous when facing a scholar like He Changliu.

Raising her signature smile, she explained, "Mr. He, this is a common practice among wealthy families when they propose marriage. Before entering the house, they ask the servants for some auspicious words. The master is happy to hear them, and the servants can also get rewards. Isn't it good to be in a festive mood?"

"Servant?" He Changliu sneered, "Is he a good and kind householder, and now he's become a servant to you?"

"I just want to make a bigger splash."

The matchmaker wanted to say something, but He Changliu waved his hand and said, "Don't say anything. Go back to where you came from."

After saying that, he did not forget to instruct the clerk beside him: "Go and give some copper coins to the children in the village, and then send this aunt back. Remember to tell my mother that this matchmaker is too unprofessional, so don't give her silver."

"But young master, we've already arrived at Anning Village. If you drive the matchmaker away, how are you going to propose marriage?"

Although the He family is a wealthy family in the county, they usually don't put on airs. No matter whether it is the eldest or the second youngest son, when they are busy, they can do anything, such as waiting table, accounting, making tea and pouring water.

There were no other servants in the mansion except the doorman, coachman, cook, and a few servants who cleaned the yard.

Even if he is the most favored young master, he has to do everything he can to take care of his own food, clothing and daily life.

Therefore, the He family does not have the same requirements as other wealthy families.

She complained about the bad road to the matchmaker, then said that the farmers were tactless, and even used the tricks of the rich families on the villagers, which made the guys feel uncomfortable.

But no matter how unhappy you are, you can't get angry and delay important things.

"Don't we still have Aunt Wu? If all else fails, let my mother do it."

He's mother, who was sitting in the back carriage and complaining with He's father about her youngest son's betrayal of his father, mother and brother, was so angry that she almost fainted when she heard the waiter come over and say that the matchmaker was driven away by the young master and that the lady was asked to take over.

"What did that little bastard say?" He's mother roared, looking left and right for something handy to beat the brat with.

"If I act as a matchmaker, who will be his mother?" Mother He was so angry that she was a little incoherent: "Do I have to make up a story about losing my mother when I was young?"

"Don't talk nonsense." He's father covered He's mother's mouth with his hand: "On such a happy day, why are you talking about death or mourning?"

"Your son makes me angry." Mother He pulled Father He's hand down and said angrily, "What a stupid daughter-in-law! Let him marry into the family."

"Anything is fine, but this is really not." He's father felt that this was his only bottom line when it came to his youngest son's marriage.

The matchmaker was driven away, and the marriage proposal team continued to move forward through Anning Village. Many villagers who came to watch the fun still don’t understand what the matchmaker was shouting at the entrance of the village.

But this did not affect them at all from coming over to watch the fun.

As they were about to arrive at Yan's house, He Changliu became a little anxious as he hadn't seen Wu Yi coming yet.

Ordering the people in front to slow down, he hurried to the carriage behind, just in time to see his father following under the carriage.

"Dad, are you tired from sitting in the carriage? Can you get off and stretch your legs?"

"I'm tired, I'm tired." Father He glared at him and said, "You asked your mother to be a matchmaker. Your mother said that the clothes she wore today were not suitable, so she asked Wu Pozi to change with her."

"Ah?" He Changliu was a little confused: "Didn't I say that Aunt Wu should take over for a while, and if that doesn't work, then let mother take over."

He's father paused, and then shouted to the waiter in front, "Who said that just now?"

Everyone looked at each other, and no one said anything.

This message was passed from the front to the back, as if everyone was involved, but no one could figure out where the mistake was made for a while.

In front of Yan's house.

The sound of gongs and drums rang out again, scaring all the Yan family members in the yard.

Although some villagers had come to notify in advance, no one expected that the He family's marriage proposal would cause such a big fuss.

Mrs. Wu, who had never been a matchmaker before, was forced to do this. She stood at the door with nervous hands full of sweat.

After being pushed by He's mother, he cleared his throat and shouted: "The He family is preparing a grand gift of eight bearers, and would like to propose marriage to the noble lady of the Yan family. The talented man and beautiful woman are a match made in heaven..."

The more nervous Mrs. Wu became, the harder it was to remember what to say next.

He's mother quickly reminded in a low voice: "Praise the girl and tell me the gift list."

Mrs. Wu nodded and said, "The young lady of the Yan family is gentle and virtuous, well-educated and well-mannered, and as beautiful as a fairy. The He family has prepared a pair of jade ruyi, two gold bracelets, a set of pure gold from the previous year, six pieces of cloth, a pair of love locks, and a mandarin duck pillow..."

While Mrs. Wu was reading the gift list, the waiter behind her was opening the boxes accordingly.

All eight boxes were opened, and the villagers who followed were stunned.

For farmers whose marriage gift was only a few taels of silver, they had never seen such a generous proposal for marriage.

"The He family has prepared a small gift, hoping to marry your daughter. Although it is not a mountain of gold and silver, it is the He family's intention. I hope that our two families will have a good relationship."

"Let's go and pick them up." Chu Xiao stood up first. The matchmaker had finished speaking, so they had to open the door to welcome the guests.

Yan Zhennan snorted: "Why is this He guy so anxious?"

Only Zhao Guizhi sighed: "I'm afraid that after today, there will be many matchmakers coming to our house to propose marriage."

After saying that, she glared at Yan Zhennan, who twitched his mouth and said, "Mom, don't look at me. Am I already impotent?"