After being reborn, I decisively broke off my engagement and married a cold-faced military young mas

Chapter 882 Be their matchmaker

Old Zhang hadn't left the house for several days, but he said it as Old Zhang hadn't gotten out of bed for several days, which scared Zhang's third sister so much that she thought he was dying and rushed to see him.

To avoid being exposed, Yang Guangzong and Fang Qing pretended to be husband and wife again.

Zhang's third sister brought him a lot of things and also said many nice things to Yang Guangzong and Fang Qing, telling them to take good care of Old Zhang and that they wouldn't mistreat him.

As he was leaving, he ran into Wang Chenchen, who was returning from school. Wang Chenchen gave him ten yuan as pocket money.

This wasn't a gift for a first meeting; it was just pocket money casually given to a junior.

He spent ten yuan right off the bat; that would be unthinkable in their village.

In the village, a grandmother only gives her grandson one yuan during the Spring Festival.

This made Fang Qing and Yang Guangzong both reveal greedy eyes.

Fang Qing became increasingly attentive to Lao Zhang, serving him the best food and drinks, and frequently calling Wang Chenchen over to flatter him.

Old Zhang also grew to like the mother and son more and more.

Yang Guangzong saw it all and wished he could kill that bitch Fang Qing.

Yang Guangzong had been in a very bad mood these past few days, and suddenly one day Old Zhang called him to his bedside.

"Xiao Yang, what do you think of Fang Qing?"

what?

Why would you ask such a question, you old geezer?

Could it be that he's going to mention his desire to marry Fang Qing?

You old codger, you're almost dead and you're still thinking about women, you deserve to get cancer.

Yang Guangzong's mind immediately went into alarm mode, but he gritted his teeth and forced a smile, saying, "That's good."

"Right?" Old Zhang said with a faint smile, completely oblivious to the situation. "I think she's quite good too. She's hardworking, cooks delicious food, and is very clean. Although she's not good enough for her ex-husband from the military research institute, she's a good woman for people like us."

Well, if Yang Guangzong still had a sliver of hope just now, now even that sliver of hope is gone.

Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he spoke up before Old Zhang could.

"Dad, I've always thought Fang Qing is a great girl. I want to pursue her. What do you think?"

Old Zhang was stunned.

He was just wondering how to bring it up.

After all, he didn't realize that the two of them were attracted to each other. Just a few days ago, he heard them arguing outside.

This time, I didn't have to act as a matchmaker; they settled things on their own.

"Weren't you two on bad terms? Why are you suddenly saying Fang Qing is good to you?"

Yang Guangzong took a deep breath, thought for a moment, and said, "I used to think she was bad, but that was in comparison to Ye Xiaotong. She's been married twice and has had children, so she's definitely not as good as Ye Xiaotong."

Old Zhang nodded. "That's true."

“I’ve come to terms with it now. I’m not good enough for Ye Xiaotong in this lifetime. She won’t remarry me. Someone like me… sigh!” Yang Guangzong sighed and said, “I can only go for Fang Qing.”

Old Zhang thought to himself, "That's wonderful, and absolutely right."

Just ...

“You looked down on Fang Qing before, and Fang Qing looked down on you too. Now you want to marry her, but do you think she'll agree? She still has an old flame, the one from the military research institute.”

Yang Guangzong: "..."

That old bastard, is he trying to find an excuse to stop me from getting Fang Qing?

“I know I can’t compare to her old flame, but that’s only if he’s interested in her. She and her old flame are like me and Ye Xiaotong – it’s all one-sided. It’s no use if only she wants it.”

"That makes sense, but the key is that Fang Qing isn't as insightful as you; she just can't understand it."

Yang Guangzong choked for a moment, then said, "It's alright, I'll make her understand."

"Well, it takes skill to make her understand. If you two really get together, then I'll have a son, a daughter-in-law, and a grandson. When I die, I won't have to worry about who will break the urn for me or mourn for me. After I die, everything I own will be yours."

Yang Guangzong was taken aback, and cursed Old Zhang in his heart.

You old bastard, you said everything belonged to me alone, but now it's all ours.

That bitch Fang Qing, what right does she have to share this pie?

No matter how uncomfortable he felt, he had no choice but to accept this fact.

"Dad, can you help me out?"

"Sure, how can I help?"

Yang Guangzong chatted with Lao Zhang for a while, then went to find Fang Qing.

He felt that since Lao Zhang was in this state, Fang Qing's strange behavior couldn't possibly be related to anything between men and women.

Perhaps he was lonely all his life and wanted many people to keep him company.

Whether Fang Qing and her son accompany him as his daughter-in-law and grandson or as his wife and son, it doesn't really matter; otherwise, he wouldn't have agreed so readily.

So after dinner, Old Zhang got straight to the point.

"Fang Qing, I see you've been single for a few years now. Have you ever thought about getting married?"

Fang Qing was excited.

Here she is; it seems she guessed right.

"Old Zhang, just say what you want to say. As for remarriage, it depends on fate. I don't object to it."

Hmm? Old Zhang?

Yang Guangzong cursed Fang Qing in his heart as a shameless slut.

They even dared to plot against Old Man Zhang.

Actually, Fang Qing didn't care. She thought that Yang Guangzong was willing to risk everything to acknowledge her as his father for money, so what was wrong with her marrying an old man?

The old man is already in bed, what else can be done?

What else could he do besides leave her a huge inheritance?

This deal is a win-win situation no matter what.

Old Zhang was taken aback by the address before continuing, "I heard you're planning to remarry your ex-husband?"

"Ah? Oh, well... I did have that thought, but he's successful now and doesn't want me anymore. I'm not one to force people to do things. If he doesn't want me, then so be it. I won't marry him."

"Really? You really think so?"

"Yes, I've figured it out. You can't force a relationship to work."

Old Zhang looked pleased. "It's great that you think that way. Well then, look at me..." He shifted his gaze to Yang Guangzong. "What do you think of my little Yang?"

Ok?

Fang Qing suddenly looked up, "Yang Guangzong?"

"Yeah, what do you think of him?"

Fang Qing was a little confused.

Old Zhang has been praising her a lot lately, saying she's virtuous, cooks well, has an adorable son, and all sorts of good things about her.

Was it not that Old Zhang himself took a liking to her, but rather that he wanted to act as a matchmaker for Yang Guangzong?

That's impossible. Just a few days ago, Yang Guangzong came to me in a fit of rage and told me to take my son and get out.

"Uncle Zhang, what you mean is...?"

So he's become Uncle Zhang again?

“What I mean is, you’re single, and so is Xiao Yang. You two pretended to be a couple the other day and you seemed like a good match, so why don’t you just form a family? That way I’ll have a son, a daughter-in-law, and a grandson, and I can die in peace.”

Fang Qing: "..."

What is that old geezer thinking?

What kind of person is Yang Guangzong? How could she possibly respect him?

Just as I was thinking this, I heard Old Zhang say, "If you agree, you two can get married. Once you've registered your marriage, I'll immediately ask the neighborhood committee to be a witness. When I die, everything I own will be inherited by you two."