From Folly to Fortune：I Rewrite My Life After Rebirth!

”Of course, it’s best to find someone close by, we’re moving to the county, you must find someone from the county for Xiangxiang too!”

Old Mrs. Mu listed so many conditions in one go, Matchmaker Sun was stunned!

Not even a Champion Scholar’s sister would dare ask such demands.

In her heart, Matchmaker Sun despised the Old Mu Family, always feeling Old Mu Family put on airs, boasting!

”Old sister, your conditions seem too high, Xiangxiang is only a scholar’s sister, not the scholar herself. With these conditions, others could marry a landlord’s daughter!”

Matchmaker Sun spoke earnestly, wanting Old Mrs. Mu to know her worth and stop daydreaming.

Who knew, Old Mrs. Mu jumped up directly, cursing Matchmaker Sun.

”You wretched old woman, when you match for others, you find the best, but for our Xiangxiang, finding bad ones, you heartless old woman, Xiangxiang’s match doesn’t need you!”

Saying this, Old Mrs. Mu grabbed the stool off the ground and threw it at Matchmaker Sun, nearly hitting her.

Matchmaker Sun didn’t care anymore. Whoever wanted this business could have it. She yelled loudly.

”You wretched old woman, it’s just your son being a scholar, what are you showing off? You haven’t become an official’s wife yet, be careful the chicken flies, the egg breaks, and you have nothing! Then you’ll still be a mud leg, deserving a life of being trampled!”

Matchmaker Sun had never been so angry, once she started cursing, she wouldn’t stop.

Old Mrs. Mu was fuming, absolutely couldn’t let anyone talk about her being an official’s wife.

”Granny Sun, I’ll tear your mouth today!”

Saying this, Old Mrs. Mu charged at her, tangling up with Matchmaker Sun.

Mr. Mu realized the seriousness only now, stepping in to mediate.

”What are you arguing for, isn’t today about proposing for Xiangxiang?” Mr. Mu said.

”Propose what! Your daughter is made of gold and wants a county husband-in-law. I, Matchmaker Sun, will say it straight. With your daughter’s appetite, eating more than pigs, only if he doesn’t have his mind clamped by a door, whoever marries your daughter is doomed for eight generations!”

”You dare talk about Xiangxiang, I’ll fight you!” Old Mrs. Mu held Matchmaker Sun’s shoulder and slammed her head on Matchmaker Sun’s forehead.

With a dull ”thud,” all that remained in Matchmaker Sun’s head was a buzzing sound, Old Mrs. Mu took the chance to slap Matchmaker Sun hard.

Matchmaker Sun cried out in pain.

”Murder! Mu Dade’s family is murdering...”