Quick Transmigration Female Supporting Character: Male God, Please Lie Down

Because their learning levels were different, the old teacher taught them separately.

With Jia Qingfeng gone from the house, and not wanting her mother and sister to work so hard, Jia Qingyou hired three people to help out at the shop.

In the afternoon, they skewered the meat, and then two of them grilled the meat while one of them carried the plates. They did a pretty good job.

Jia Qingyan and Jia Qingyou didn't go into the shop; Tong Cuiyun was busy collecting money inside.

Since things have stabilized here and money is readily available, the family's few acres of good land have been given to others to cultivate.

Now that we have money, we can buy anything.

Everything went smoothly, and several months passed quickly.

At noon that day, while everyone was having lunch in the kitchen, a sound came from outside.

"Excuse me, is Aunt Jia here?"

The person asking the question was a woman with a rather high-pitched voice.

"exist!"

Tong Cuiyun put down the bowl in her hand, wiped her mouth, and went out.

"Oh, it's Aunt Wang. What can I do for you?"

When Tong Cuiyun saw that it was a matchmaker from the village, she immediately became suspicious.

Qingyou is already married. Even if we were to arrange a marriage for Qingyan and Qingfeng, they are only nine years old now. It would definitely have to be after they are twelve or thirteen.

"Oh my goodness—what a joyous occasion, Aunt Jia!"

Matchmaker Wang walked over and looked at her with a smile.

"What joyous occasion is it?"

Tong Cuiyun frowned. Her face was already like this, how could anyone still be interested in her?

"Of course it's great news for you! A carpenter named Zhao from the next village wants me to propose marriage for you."

Matchmaker Wang looked at Tong Cuiyun with a smile.

Tong Cuiyun was slightly taken aback. Who were these people from the next village?

"I don't need to. I'm already this old. I can just live with my children from now on!"

Tong Cuiyun said seriously.

When Wang the matchmaker heard her say that, her expression immediately changed.

"Oh my, what kind of talk is that? You're still very young. Let me tell you, that carpenter Zhao has never been married before. If you marry him, wouldn't you be getting a great deal?"

Matchmaker Wang continued speaking with a smile, her words carrying a hidden meaning.

"roll!"

As Tong Cuiyun heard her talking, she became increasingly absurd, so she put down her hand, grabbed a broom from the corridor, and started hitting her with it.

"You shrew, why are you hitting me!"

Wang the matchmaker jumped up and started yelling and cursing at Tong Cuiyun.

Seeing her like this, Tong Cuiyun's eyes widened.

"So what if I hit you? You're never serious!"

While cursing, she kept hitting her with the broom in her hand.

"You wicked demon, you deserve to be a widow for life!"

Matchmaker Wang has never suffered a loss before; she's always been fawned over wherever she goes. She just hopes to hear the truth from both the man and woman.

Now that Tong Cuiyun is really chasing after him, his tongue is starting to flow smoothly.

"So what if I'm a widow!"

Tong Cuiyun continued to slap the broom in her hand at Wang the matchmaker.

"You wait for me!"

The matchmaker threw down this harsh remark, then left, clutching her head.

None of the three sisters, including Jia Qingyou, came out.