Chapter 79: Chapter 79: The Ancestral Matchmaking
Cao Jiadong was in great pain, completely unsure of what to do that would be the most appropriate choice.
Jiangli was helpless in such matters and shrugged, “It all depends on your own thoughts, Mr. Cao.”
Looking up at Jiangli, Cao Jiadong asked, “Master, do you think Yueyue and I are suited for marriage? I really don’t know what to do now…”
He didn’t want to believe in these things, yet his mind was in such turmoil that he simply couldn’t make up his mind.
“Hmm…” Jiangli glanced at Cao Jiadong’s facial features and said, “Do you still remember your Bazi, the eight characters of your birth time?”
Cao Jiadong nodded; he remembered that.
“Tell me your Bazi; if you know Qin Yue’s, then say hers too,” Jiangli said.
He didn’t quite remember Qin Yue’s Bazi, knowing only her birth date and not the exact time.
He could only give a rough idea.
After listening, Jiangli paused for a moment before saying, “The woman and you are quite compatible as husband and wife; there are no problems. However, her family is indeed a burden. From the palace of her parents in her chart, it’s evident that her parents’ propensity for financial loss is quite severe. It’s best to prevent them from dealing with large sums of money in the future, and there should be no issues. As for you and the woman, you’ll have a smooth and loving marriage after getting hitched, so you can be at ease.”
Upon hearing Jiangli’s words, it was as if Cao Jiadong had found clarity amidst confusion, “Thank you, Master, I, I understand now!”
“In fact, some things don’t need to be taken so seriously. If the two of you truly love each other, without any ulterior motives, generally the marital relationship will not have any issues. Just follow your heart,” Jiangli advised.
Cao Jiadong nodded, though he didn’t quite grasp it all, “I understand, thank you, Master! Oh, Master, how do you charge for this?”
“I charge ten thousand yuan for one divination,” Jiangli said. “The advice from before and just now counts as two, so you can transfer twenty thousand yuan.”
Cao Jiadong, no longer as skeptical as before, felt the twenty thousand yuan was well spent, “Okay, how do I transfer the money?”
“Xia Xin—” Jiangli called out.
Before Jiangli had finished speaking, Xia Xin brought in two cups of hot water, “I’m here!”
Jiangli nodded slightly, “He wants to make a transfer.”
“Alright.” Xia Xin put down the tea cups and took out his phone, “Mr. Cao, just scan here.”
Without a second thought, Cao Jiadong scanned the code and transferred twenty thousand yuan. Now with his mind at ease, he realized how late it had gotten, and feeling increasingly embarrassed, he quickly took his leave.
Jiangli had Xia Xin escort Cao Jiadong out, then went off to rest herself.
The next morning, when Jiangli woke up, she was dazed for a while, staring at the high ceiling, confirming that she had indeed finished her retreat and returned.
She stretched and sat up, glanced at the phone beside her, and saw that it was already past ten o’clock.
Jiangli clicked her tongue and rolled out of bed.
At that moment, she heard a knock from not too far away.
It wasn’t her room door being knocked, but rather the outer courtyard door, with the sound coming from a bit of a distance.
She figured it must be Shuaishuai’s parents who had arrived.
Jiangli got dressed, and as she walked out, she called to the next room, “Xia Xin, hurry up and get up!”
She had to call for a while before Xia Xin’s door finally opened.
He stood at the doorway, bleary-eyed, barely able to open his eyes, “Ancestor, what’s the matter…?”
“Shuaishuai’s parents are here; bring him out,” Jiangli instructed.
Xia Xin jolted awake properly, “What time is it now?”
Checking her phone, Jiangli replied, “It’s after ten according to this. In terms of the traditional Chinese hours, it’s the time of Si Shi (9-11 AM).”
“Ah… it’s only that time…” Hearing the hour, Xia Xin’s energy drained.