Chuzheng returned home to find Zhang Xiaoping talking to a woman.
Seeing her return, Zhang Xiaoping gestured to her with a nod of her chin.
The woman regarded her as if with X-ray eyes, sizing her up like selecting goods, and nodded approvingly.
"Alright, set a date, and we'll get this done."
"No problem, no problem."
Zhang Xiaoping sent the person out, glanced at Chuzheng, and surprisingly did not curse as she sashayed into the house.
Chuzheng directly followed the woman outside, intercepting her in the wild countryside.
"You... what are you doing?"
It was getting dark, and with Chuzheng looking so bandit-like, the woman was a bit scared.
Chuzheng asked her, "What did Zhang Xiaoping say to you?"
"...Just said... about your marriage," the woman replied. "Don't worry, marry..."
"Are you a matchmaker?" Chuzheng interrupted her.
The woman nodded, "I am."
Chuzheng asked, "Do you know who the person is, and do you think they deserve me?"
Woman: "..."
