Mrs. Yang said enthusiastically, "You should nurture him well. Who knows, he might just make you a scholar's wife one day."
Mrs. He was even more delighted. "It's not that I want to be a scholar's wife. I just think that if he passes the exam to become a Scholar, his own life will be much better, won't it?"
Mrs. Yang nodded in agreement. Everything people like them did, all the hustle and bustle, wasn't it all for their children?
Mrs. He glanced at Juhua, who was shelling peanuts, and continued, "Who doesn't want a better life? The other day, a family from my parents' village who had seen Huai Zi took a liking to him. They secretly sent someone to ask about him, wanting to marry their daughter to him. They even said they wouldn't ask for a bride price. Wouldn't you say that's an offer you couldn't even pray for? But Huai Zi, when he heard, just turned his head, snapped 'I don't want to get married,' and ran off without a trace. Heh, that boy!"
