Cherry Blossoms Falling

The village girl who was close to death from illness was about to marry, and her suitor was a strong and hearty hunter.
Having time-traveled to a poor and backward mountain village, she had resigned herself to the lack of three square meals a day, but was her new body already halfway into the grave? What's more curious was that someone still wanted to marry her despite being on her deathbed?
Driven by curiosity, she went ahead with the marriage, eager to see who the unlucky sap was who'd lose his betrothal gifts and even the coffin money.
Cradled in his arms, her body was thin as a rake, and she really wanted to ask him, "Husband, does holding me hurt your hands?"

The Challenge of a Farmhouse Son-in-Law

Matchmaker Zhang loved to powder her face, and ordinarily the fluttering of her handkerchief wouldn't have been an issue, but as she waved it, a pungent scent was released.


Gu Feng deeply frowned, sneezed, and stepped aside.


"Matchmaker Zhang, please don't stand too close, my old nose can't handle those strange scents."


Matchmaker Zhang's face stiffened, and her complexion darkened.


The previously pleasant atmosphere regarding the marriage proposal had been disrupted just like that.


Ultimately not wanting to quarrel over money, Matchmaker Zhang quickly recovered her powdered chrysanthemum face.


Without further ado, she got to the point, "It's like this, over in the east at Anqing Town, a Scholar passed away three years ago, and his family has a daughter, quite a looker and literate too, and not to mention knowledgeable and well-mannered. She was about to be proposed for marriage three years ago, but then the Scholar died, and things got delayed.


Chapter 136, Experience the Matchmaker's Mouth