"I know, Mom!" Song Yueqin hugged Zhang Juyun’s neck with a coquettish tone, clamoring, "If I make it to the city, I’ll definitely bring you and Dad to live there, make everyone else jealous!"
"I’m looking forward to that day. When it comes, I can show Grandma that my choices weren’t wrong, that my man and my daughter are both fine." Zhang Juyun patted Song Yueqin on the back with doting affection, saying, "Are you hungry? I’ll go make some food for you. After eating, I still have to visit the Qin Family!"
The "Qin Family" mentioned by Zhang Juyun immediately caught Song Yueqin’s attention: "The Qin Family? Which Qin are you talking about?"
"Which other Qin could it be? It’s the Qin Family whose eldest son is an engineer at the provincial research institute!"
"Qin Jian’s family?" Hearing this name, Song Yueqin’s heart began to thump wildly.
Although during their last meeting, Qin Jian’s cold attitude towards her had made her quite angry, she still thought of him.
In the depth of the silent night, her young girl’s heart would stir uncontrollably. As she thought of Qin Jian’s handsome face, his tall figure, and his resonant voice, she tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
"Yes, it’s Qin Jian’s family!" said Zhang Juyun.
"What are you going to their house for?" Song Yueqin was puzzled. She had never heard of any relationship with the Qin Family before, so why was her mother suddenly going there?
"To make a match," Zhang Juyun said with a smile.
"For Qin Jian?" Song Yueqin’s heart skipped a beat.
"No," Zhang Juyun shook her head, "He’s busy with work all year round and hardly comes back, and the Qin Family takes pride in their son being an intellectual. They definitely wouldn’t seek a daughter-in-law from our village. It’s actually his sister, Qin Feng, who’s reached the age to talk about marriage. Your uncle’s son, Song Fei, has taken a shine to that girl and asked me to help make the introduction."
Upon hearing it wasn’t about Qin Jian, Song Yueqin’s heart settled back in her chest.
If her mother was going to make a match for Song Fei and Qin Feng, didn’t that mean the Qin Family would indirectly be related to the Song Family in the future?
A bright idea flashed in Song Yueqin’s eyes, and she suddenly had a plan.
"Mom, after we eat, I’ll go with you to the Qin family."
"What for? You should stay home and properly review your lessons!"
"I’ve been reviewing all day, I need a change of pace." Song Yueqin urged Zhang Juyun towards the kitchen, "Hurry up, Mom, I can hardly wait."
Zhang Juyun gave her an inexplicable look: "What are you so eager about in finding a match for your cousin?"
Song Yuqin giggled, "You don’t understand!"
She might not be able to meet Qin Jian, but she could certainly start getting to know his family in advance, establishing her presence in their home. She couldn’t believe that Qin Jian, already thirty, wouldn’t be under pressure from his family to get married.
Moreover, she wanted the Qin Family to see that she, Song Yueqin, was just as pretty and had as much poise as any city girl.
After lunch, Zhang Juyun cleaned up the pots and pans, while Song Yueqin hurried back to her room to change her clothes.
She donned the woolen coat her grandmother had bought for her in the city, re-combed her hair, curled her bangs with a matchstick, washed her face thoroughly, and applied two layers of Snowflake Cream.
Once Zhang Juyun was finished cleaning up, Song Yueqin also emerged from her room.
Seeing how meticulously Song Yueqin had dressed up, Zhang Juyun couldn’t help asking her, "Why are you all dressed up so nicely? It’s not like we’re setting you up with a match?"
"Mom, listen to you – just because it’s not a match for me, can’t I still dress smartly?" Song Yueqin, feeling a bit embarrassed by her mother’s comment, stamped her foot and walked on ahead.