After listening for a while to the conversation between his precious granddaughter and youngest son, Mrs. Zeng suddenly patted the kang and interrupted Yuan Bao and Yuan Yindi’s conversation.
"Xiao Wu, tell me clearly, what’s the situation with that girl?"
"And what’s going on between you two?"
"Don’t you know these are the rules for discussing marriage?"
At this moment, Mrs. Zeng felt exactly the same as Old Yuan, thinking this youngest son was really out of line. They were discussing marriage, yet he hadn’t even mentioned it to the family.
Even though the Yuan Family is just an ordinary farming family, they still need to observe proper etiquette and adhere to customs.
In marriages, it’s the parents’ orders and the matchmaker’s words.
The three matchmakers and six engagements, all of these are necessary.
Yuan Yindi was instantly dumbfounded.
All he knew was Ruan Wan’s name, but he had no clue about Ruan Wan’s family situation.
"What ’uh,’ just speak up!"
Mrs. Zeng was so angry she snatched the feather duster from Old Yuan’s hands and directly swiped at Yuan Yindi’s arm.
But it was winter, and with all the thick layers, Mrs. Zeng’s strike didn’t cause Yuan Yindi any real harm, not even enough to make him itch.
"Mom, I only know her name, I don’t know her family situation!"
Upon hearing Yuan Yindi’s words, not only Mrs. Zeng and Old Yuan, but even Yuan Bao was quite clueless.
Alright, even Yuan Bao didn’t know the background of her Ruan sister.
After a brief silence, Mrs. Zeng tossed the feather duster to Old Yuan; this youngest son still needed some discipline. A young tree won’t grow straight without some tough trimming.
"Dad, please don’t be impulsive!"
Seeing his father pick up the feather duster, Yuan Yindi quickly spoke up and swiftly picked up Yuan Bao, saying, "Jiaojiao, hurry, say something, you can’t just sit by and watch!"
"Grandpa, how about waiting to hit later?"
Yuan Bao was also quite speechless.
She had always thought her little uncle was amazing; it turned out, sometimes, he was quite unreliable.
"Give my dad two days to get to the bottom of it?"
To shift her grandfather’s attention, Yuan Bao decisively changed the way she addressed her little uncle.
Sure enough, with the change in her address, Old Yuan amiably put down the feather duster.
"You kid, you got two days, figure it out!"
"Since you plan to marry the girl, we mustn’t lose our manners!"
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Having dodged a bullet, Yuan Yindi spun around with Yuan Bao in his arms, then placed her back down on the kang, "Jiaojiao, now stay at home and keep Grandpa and Grandma company, I’ll be off!"
With that, he slipped away.
Watching her somewhat embarrassed little uncle, Yuan Bao found it quite amusing.
Only after Yuan Yindi left did Yuan Bao remember that she came back this time to help someone bring gifts to her grandparents. These gifts, naturally, had been prepared by Ruan Wan.
"Grandpa, Grandma, these are gifts my sister Ruan asked me to bring you!"
Yuan Bao quickly found the bundle Yuan Yindi had brought back and fished out the gifts prepared by Ruan Wan.
For Old Yuan, there was a pair of fur gloves, and for Mrs. Zeng, a uniquely embroidered headscarf.
Not expensive gifts, but definitely practical.
Most importantly, these were all handmade by Ruan Wan.