In the afternoon, just as Lin Lan was preparing to go set up her stall, Grandma Yang arrived at her house carrying a string bag. "Ding Bang's colleague gave us some malted milk," she said with a grin. "Neither of us likes to drink it, so I brought it for Little Douzi."
"Thank you, Grandma Yang!" Lin Lan said with a smile as she accepted the gift. Seeing how happy she looked, she asked, "Have you picked a good day?"
"We have!" Grandma Yang sat down, beaming at her. "And there's more good news. Around noon, Xiuyun brought a colleague of hers to meet Ding Bang. I know the young woman, and I never expected she'd take a liking to him. I can tell that boy of mine likes her too."
Lin Lan was happy for her as well. "Now you don't have to worry about Ding Bang's marriage prospects anymore. Once you move, you can have the wedding celebration in no time."
Grandma Yang's face was a mess of happy wrinkles. "We're moving in a few days. I had your grand-uncle pick out an auspicious date."
