"This is what the fortune teller wrote after the three girls approved the fate. I thought I would let you take a look at it and see if you can figure out anything." Mrs. Tan said.

Lao Yangtou stared and said, "Is there such a thing? Why didn't you tell me then?"

Mrs. Tan said: "At that time, you were busy with the fourth child's marriage, so you ran to Liujia Village every three days."

"I didn't bother to say it, and I forgot about it later..."

I mentioned this matter to my second wife in private.

The next three girls are growing up gradually, and the older Lan Yatou is, the better off she will be.

The second daughter-in-law took it for granted that the fortune teller's words were applied to Lan Yatou.

"In the past, I thought that the second son's family was trying to put money on my face. Now it seems that the fortune teller's words may have really come true for Lan Yatou!"

Mr. Tan sat down and muttered to himself.

Old Yangtou also agreed.

"If Zichuan can really get the honors, Lan'er will be an official's wife and enjoy endless glory in her life!" he said.

Mrs. Tan curled her lips: "I'm so annoyed, why are they taking away all the benefits? Our Mei'er didn't lose anything!"

Old Yangtou sighed: "This is fate!"

Mrs. Tan remained silent.

Then he asked Lao Yangtou: "Is Wang Hong's family coming to propose marriage soon?"

Old Yangtou said: "Come on, tomorrow the butcher Chen is going to pick up the pigs. If he sells the pigs, he has to come over and acknowledge his marriage."

Mrs. Tan thought about it for a moment and said to Old Yang, "Go back and tell the second brother about the seniority of Mei'er and Lan'er."

"On the day when Lao Mu's family comes to recognize their relatives, they have to be photographed behind Wang Hong's family," said Tan.

Lao Yang nodded: "Of course!"

…

In Yang Huamei's house next door.

The door of the room was closed tightly, and Yang Ruoqing and Yang Huamei were whispering there.

"Lan'er, you are so lucky to be able to marry Mu Zichuan, who is the only scholar in our village!"

Yang Huamei took out the melon seeds and cracked them with Yang Ruolan.

"Now that you get married, you will be a talented lady from now on, and your reputation will be ruined."

Yang Ruolan liked to hear what Yang Huamei said.

"This should be fate."

Yang Ruolan said.

"I'm quite pleased with this marriage. Mu Zichuan is good at studying and he's handsome!"

Ever since she was little, she had cared about Mu Zichuan.

In the town, she often went to hang out near the school where Muzichuan studied.

I was just looking forward to a chance encounter with him or something.

It's a pity that he always looked cold and cold. She came up to talk to him, but she was in trouble several times.

"Girl, tell me, when Lao Mu's family comes to propose marriage, is it Mu Zichuan's own intention or his mother's?"

Yang Ruolan asked.

Yang Huamei spat out the melon seed peels on the ground and rolled her eyes.

"No matter who it is, they are here to propose marriage, so it's done!" Yang Huamei said.

Yang Ruolan said nothing, sitting there with her eyebrows slightly furrowed and distracted.

The man she wants to marry cannot have another woman in mind.

This is humiliating to her.

When Mu Zichuan came over to recognize her, she would have to find a chance to have a few words with him in private.

After making up her mind, Yang Ruolan became emotionally excited.

She glanced at Yang Huamei, who was so fat that she was out of shape.

Everyone in this family knows about my sister-in-law's marriage to Wang Shuanzi of the old Wang family.

I'm afraid it's just my sister-in-law who is still in the dark, right?

Thinking of this, Yang Ruolan found it very interesting.

"Sister-in-law, we are of the same age, you are a month older than me!"

She said: "I'm going to marry my husband's family, my sister-in-law, are you anxious?"

Yang Huamei smiled: "What's so urgent about this? Mine... is over there and can't escape!"

"ah?"

Yang Ruolan was surprised.

With such a determined tone, could it be...?

"Sister-in-law, I know you have high vision. Do you have someone you like?"

Yang Ruolan came over and asked.

Yang Huamei grinned and smiled sheepishly, with two red clouds rising on her chubby face.

This further confirmed Yang Ruolan's guess.

"Who is so lucky to be noticed by my sister-in-law? Tell Lan'er quickly!"

Yang Ruolan asked.

Yang Huamei became a little nervous.

Yang Ruolan asked: "Is he handsome?"

Yang Huamei nodded: "How handsome!"

Suspicion flashed across Yang Ruolan's eyes: "Isn't it also Mu Zichuan?"

Yang Huamei rolled her eyes at Yang Ruolan: "Mu Zichuan is handsome, but he is a pretty boy. You are the only one who cares about him. He is not my type!"

Yang Ruolan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then who is your favorite, sister-in-law?"

Yang Huamei twisted her waist a little embarrassed, and whispered into Yang Ruolan's ear.

"ah?"

Yang Ruolan was so shocked that she almost fell off her stool.

"Luo Fengtang?"

Yang Huamei nodded: "How about it? Your aunt and I have good taste, right?"

Yang Ruolan's expression became a little weird.

Luo Fengtang, isn’t that clear about Fat Ya?

Last time at the Yihechun Medical Clinic in town, he was so protective of Fat Ya.

"How about Lan'er? Do you think Tang Yazi and I are a good match?"

Yang Huamei asked shyly.

Yang Ruolan glanced at the nymphomaniac-looking sister-in-law in front of her, and her eyes flickered.

"Girl, I think you two are a perfect match. It's like a match made in heaven!"

"Really?" Yang Huamei asked excitedly.

Yang Ruolan nodded seriously: "When did I deceive my sister-in-law?"

Yang Huamei said: "That's true."

She happily threw away the melon seeds in her hand and covered her face.

"I thought I was the only one who felt this way, but it turns out you think so too, Lan'er. It's really great!"

Yang Huamei said happily.

"Lan'er, you don't know. I told my mother that she scolded me and forbade me to mention Tang Yazi again!"

"Why are your breasts like this?"

"I don't know either!" Yang Huamei pouted a little depressed.

Yang Ruolan smiled and coaxed: "Girl, you and Tang Yazi are a perfect match, but I don't think it will be possible for you to do this."

"Why?" Yang Huamei suddenly raised his head.
To be continued...