There might be enough room to race horses on top of the head number 186.

Lin Shou knew that his wife cared greatly about Tangtang, so he leveraged that to his advantage.

Zhang Hongyan indeed gave up.

"Then forget it!"

While speaking, she sighed and said, "Xiaojing is also my daughter, what more can I say."

"It's just that I feel sorry for Qingya, Qingya is already in his twenties and still not married, don't you long to hold your grandson?"

When it came to her son's marriage, Zhang Hongyan felt like there was a stone blocking her heart.

Her words conveyed dissatisfaction through and through.

"What is the Zheng Family thinking? Both children are grown up, yet they keep delaying the wedding.

If Qingya had a job in the county, I don't believe they would still be acting so high and mighty."

Lin Qingya was engaged before he was eighteen.

He was betrothed to Zheng Siyu from the neighboring village.

They had agreed to hold the wedding after just six months, but who knew that the Zheng Family would keep making excuses, dragging it out until now.