Zheng Changhe perked up at this. He had just taken off the new shoes he was trying on. Standing on one foot, he slipped the other into his old shoe and said hurriedly, "Yes! We'll have her marry into the family next winter. We can't wait any longer—Qingmu is already twenty! I'll go talk to her family. He's marrying his daughter to us, and it's not like they'll be far apart. Who would stop him from visiting his daughter if he wanted to? It's not right for him to keep his daughter at home for so long!"
Juhua couldn't help but laugh when she heard this. 'Her father is getting anxious to hold a grandson.'
'Look at their neighbor Li Changming's wife, Meizi—she's pregnant. Big Mouth Zhao's wife, Guizhi, is also pregnant. Liu Dashun just had a son, and Liu Ershun's wife will likely be next. And here his own son hasn't even married yet. How could he not be anxious!'
