"Grandma, sixteen isn’t that old. I see many girls in town in their twenties who aren’t married yet. I think eldest sister should focus on her education now. If she studies well, she won’t be any worse than the boys! By then, she might even be able to get a job in the city, live on supply grain, make a lot of money, and honor you guys." Jiang Mianmian began listing the benefits of studying.
The old lady felt a slight wavering in her heart upon hearing this.
Even though Mianmian is young, she seems to have vision and insight. What if Da Ya really succeeds in her studies like Mianmian says and becos a city dweller?
Being a city dweller, living on supply grain, earning a salary, is much better than marrying the village secretary’s son.
Da Ya and Er Ya saw the old lady hesitating and suddenly felt hopeful. Mianmian’s words were indeed more effective; their grandma was more willing to listen.
However, Zhaodi was not pleased. What was Jiang Mianmian really up to?
With her excellent mory, could she not rember how good the developnt prospects of the next village’s secretary’s family are?
Could she be deliberately trying to stop her eldest sister from getting married? Does she just not want to see her sisters living well? She was truly malicious.
The second couple was worried as the old lady hadn’t spoken for a long ti. They were very satisfied with the young man Matchmaker Feng had recomnded.
They feared the old couple would be persuaded, delaying their daughter’s good marriage.
Jiang Changhe rarely took the initiative to refute Jiang Mianmian’s words: "Mianmian, your intentions are good, and you’re thinking for your eldest sister’s welfare, we know that. But your eldest sister is different from you. She isn’t as smart as you. With her current grades, it’s hard for her to get into middle school in the future. Besides, at her age, in our village, she’s not considered young anymore. If she can’t get into middle school and misses this good marriage, it would be a big loss."
"Mianmian, your second uncle is right. The family of the guy coming to propose to Da Ya has good conditions. If your eldest sister marries him, she’ll surely have a blessed life, and things will keep getting better. Isn’t that a better bet than relying on studies?" Zhao Xiaojuan and Jiang Changhe were standing on the sa side.
Da Ya felt a chill in her heart seeing how determined her parents were to make her marry.
Could Mianmian, being alone, really persuade them?
Er Ya clenched her hands tightly in nervousness, praying continuously that Mianmian could convince her parents to change their minds.
"Second uncle, second aunt, although my eldest sister’s grades aren’t that good right now, if she puts in the effort, studies hard this year, she definitely won’t have a problem getting into middle school next year. Just give her one more chance; it’s just one year." Jiang Mianmian pleaded stubbornly.
Unfortunately, the second couple, who were usually easy-going, were now wholeheartedly convinced that the family Matchmaker Feng recomnded was the best match for Da Ya. They couldn’t hear a word Jiang Mianmian was saying.
"Mianmian, you’re still young and don’t understand these things. You don’t realize how important a year’s ti is for your eldest sister. The secretary’s son is already twenty this year; how could they wait a year for us?" Zhao Xiaojuan persisted in her stance.
Listening to Jiang Mianmian’s words actually made Zhang Guihua sowhat uncertain, but it wasn’t enough to change her mind.
So she decided, "Alright, second son, second daughter-in-law, Mianmian. Let’s not discuss this now. We haven’t even t the person yet, it’s too early to talk about this. Let’s wait until we see him tomorrow; it’s not too late to discuss it then."
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