"What? You still want silver? Are you crazy?" Old Mrs. Mu shouted loudly.
Matchmaker Sun rolled her eyes at Old Mrs. Mu and continued, "I haven't finished talking yet, why are you shouting blindly?"
"Da Li doesn't have any problems, he is willing to work and is honest. But your Mu Xiangxiang has big issues, let's not mention her madness or her stabbing someone with a knife last time.
But how much does she eat in one meal? Six steamed buns aren't enough, and after that she still wants a bowl of meat soup, who can afford that?
I, Matchmaker Sun, dare to declare today, just based on the fact that your daughter eats so much, no family would dare to want her, not even Wang San who's single in the village."
Matchmaker Sun spoke quite bluntly.
Old Mrs. Mu couldn't help but retort, "Just like Wang San, is he even worthy of our Xiangxiang?"
Matchmaker Sun was speechless, she looked at Mr. Mu.
In the Old Mu Family, the one who makes the final decision is still Mr. Mu.
