Reborn in a small village in the 1990s

Chapter 125

"Auntie Goose, right? My name is Wu Shanhe. I'm from the East Wing." Wu Shanhe introduced himself.

He then took out a pack of cigarettes from the pocket of his Zhongshan suit, took one out and handed it to Zhou Yuren: "Uncle, I want to ask you something."

Zhou Yuren chuckled: "Just say what you want to say. We're all from the same village, no need to be so formal."

"Does Zhao Da'e know how to tell fortunes?" Wu Shanhe asked directly.

"Yes, and it's incredibly accurate..." Zhou Yuren then recounted how his son, who was originally unable to find a wife, had been told by Zhao Da'e that Old Ma had a daughter. Zhou Yuren embellished the story, almost describing Zhao Da'e as a being possessed by a celestial being or the Queen Mother of the West descending to earth.

"I didn't believe it at the time either. You know, it's so far away, how could I possibly run into Old Ma during the Great Battle? But you know what, what Big Goose said was incredibly accurate. I really did run into Old Ma during the Great Battle, and seven or eight days later, Old Ma's fourth sister really came to our house. Can you believe how accurate that is?"

"Our family hasn't had a matchmaker for so many years, but Zhao Da'e went and spoke so eloquently and knowledgeably. We actually did get a matchmaker, and I think this whole thing is pretty reliable..."

The two talked for a long time, and finally Wu Shanhe believed it: Zhao Da'e is a living god.

Wu Shanhe was overjoyed when he got home. He went straight to a neighbor on the west side of Zhao Da'e's courtyard. This neighbor was the one that Zhao Da'e and Kuang Shouyi had called "Auntie".

This man's brother's wife's brother-in-law was a distant relative of Zou Xiaohua, though not a very close one. Wu Shanhe asked her to act as a matchmaker for Wu Da.

Meanwhile, Zhao Da'e bought a box of apples, about ten pounds of sunflower seeds, a bag of biscuits, some pork, a large basket of cabbage, a slab of frozen tofu, and a bundle of vermicelli. He then took them to the mutton soup restaurant. Finally, he and Zhou Chunwen strolled home.

When they got home, it was already past three in the afternoon. There were guests at home, and one of them was Wu Er's father, Wu Shanhe.

Zhao Da'e was stunned: "Um, you are... Old Wu?"

Wu Shanhe wasn't very old at the time, but he was already in his fifties. However, Zhao Da'e's impression of him was still that of the old Wu from her previous life. She didn't have many memories of the old Wu from her previous life, and by the time the two families had more contact, Wu Shanhe was already almost seventy years old.

So Zhao Da'e habitually called out "Old Wu".

Wu Shanhe smiled so broadly his brows furrowed: "That's right. I am Old Wu, and I'd like to invite you to dinner."

Zhao Da'e was stunned: "You're inviting me to dinner? Why? I can't accept this without doing anything for you. No, no, I won't go."

"You told our fortune this morning, so I was thinking of treating you to a meal to express my gratitude," Wu Shanhe said frankly. "Your fortune telling was accurate! I asked around, and Zou Xiaohua really is single. She really does want to find a husband. And look, fate has brought her together." Wu Shanhe said with a smile, "If my son gets married in the future, you'll be the biggest contributor. I used to burn the first incense for you when I burned incense for the New Year."

Zhao Da'e gasped, "No, no, no! I almost heard you saying you'd visit my grave first during Chinese New Year. You scared me to death! Forget about food, okay?"

"Besides, we might become neighbors in the future. A close neighbor is worse than a distant relative. When we become neighbors, just don't let trivial matters cause you any trouble with me."

"How could that be? You can trust me. You've been kind to my family, and I'll never forget it. If you need anything in the future, just let me know. If I, Wu Shanhe, can do it, I definitely will." Wu Shanhe said confidently.