Mo Yue smiled, "It seems that the three girls of Zhao are still smart people."

Luffy nodded, "Yes, Lao Zhao is illiterate. If Wang Matchmaker writes the handwriting and she writes the hen as an old scalper, wouldn't it be a big loss?"

Moyue laughed loudly, "Indeed, for farmers, hens and scalpers have very different roles. Hens can only lay eggs every day, and scalpers are different. The scalpers can help farmers grow land, and they can also provide for humans. Milk, when the scalpers are old and slaughtered, they can still eat beef. So, the role of the scalpers will be greater."

Lu Fei smiled, "If Matchmaker Wang wants to mess things up, then Lao Zhao can only suffer from the dumb. But fortunately, the third girl is a brainy person and won't be fooled by Matchmaker Wang. Okay, I'll go on to tell the story now. Matchmaker Wang agreed, but in fact he was still uncomfortable. After all, he had to say the content of the handwritten notes in front of the three girls. It was a bit embarrassing. Old Zhao saw that Matchmaker Wang was not talking, and was anxious. He urged, Matchmaker Wang, You said that the writing evidence, how exactly should this writing be written, you said. Wang Matchmaker paused for a long time, but still didn't feel embarrassed to speak. Old Zhao was shocked, Wang Matchmaker, what you told me just now, isn't it quite six? What's wrong now. The third girl frowned, Aunt Wang, you said it, you said, I write. Matchmaker Wang had to cough twice, and laughed, okay, girl, listen, just write the handwriting, I have Zhao Guangrong entrusted Wang Cuixiang to introduce the object to the three women in the family. After the incident, he promised to give Wang Cuixiang an old hen as a gift. These Wang Cuixiang and Zhao Guangrong are naturally the names of Wang Cuixiang and Lao Zhao. The three girls have always been meticulous, listen. That matchmaker Wang was like a popping bean, reading out word by word, and she also wrote word by word. When she heard the first two sentences of this handwriting, she really made her blush and heartbeat for a while, but, When she heard the three characters "old hen", her small face that was flushed with shame immediately turned pale, and she stopped and couldn't write anymore. She was just about to write the three characters "old hen". The three girls looked up and looked at her father. Surprised, Dad, are you confused? You actually gave our old hen to someone else? The matchmaker Wang coughed twice, yo, Sanya, this old hen, but your father personally promised me. The girl turned her face and stared at her father, saying every word, father, are you crazy? Lao Zhao whispered, son, I'm not crazy, to be honest, the three of your sisters are all the eldest, they should be married, but we The family is poor and can’t take out the dowry, so I have to wrong you three to stay in the boudoir. Your eldest sister and your second sister are both old girls, and no one wants to marry. I know that you look at girls of the same age, one by one, starting a family. What would it be like? Young people are unwilling to be left behind, but because of our poor family background, we can only wrong the three of you. Actually, I wanted to marry you all earlier and watch you one by one. Yes, it is my greatest wish to have my own happy little family. In order for you to get married soon, what is it for me to lose an old hen? The third girl was moved with tears in her eyes and plunged into her father’s arms. Wow, I cried, Lao Zhao stroked his daughter's back, sighed, child, write quickly, the matchmaker Wang is still waiting to ask for it. The third girl wiped off her tears and nodded, um, I'll just write . After finishing speaking, I finished writing the notes and handed them to his father. Zhao took the notes and laughed, kid, it’s useless for you to give it to me. I’m just a blind eye. I don’t know a big word. , This is a deed of selling, I can’t understand it. Matchmaker Wang smiled, I said Lao Zhao, you are too careful, don’t you even trust your own daughter? Lao Zhao smiled, how can I? For the rest of my life, there is nothing to do, nothing to do Ok. These children are the only ones who are sensible and have never made me worry about them. I trust these children unconditionally. After finishing talking, Old Zhao handed the handwriting to Matchmaker Wang, and said with a smile, the handwriting was written like this, do you think it will work? Wang Matchpo took the handwriting and deliberately took it to a place with plenty of light at the entrance of the courtyard. After a closer look, she found that the handwriting was neatly and gracefully written, and she immediately praised it again. Oh, look at this three girl, not only is she handsome, The characters are also beautifully written. This one stroke is comfortable to look at, unlike my two dog-climbing characters, which are crooked and cannot be put on the table. The third girl is quick to be polite, hey, when I'm fine, I practice calligraphy in the house, Aunt Wang, if you are willing to practice, you will surely be better than mine. Matchmaker Wang said with a smile, Sanya, you can really tell a joke, I'm almost sixty, why do I still practice calligraphy? No matter how good I write, what can I do? Old Zhao coughed and coughed, OK, don't say anything polite, this handwriting is written according to your requirements, do you think it will work? If there is nothing wrong with it, just sign it. After Zhao finished speaking, he hurriedly winked at the third girl. The third girl immediately handed the pen to Wang Matchpo, who took the pen and wrote his name on the note under the light of the street lamp. Lao Zhao took a look at the handwriting and almost didn’t laugh. He said, dare to feel that the matchmaker Wang was not humble just now. The signature of the matchmaker Wang is indeed written like a dogleg, which is extremely ugly, even though Lao Zhao is not. Literacy, he could also see that the characters of Three Girls are much more regular than the signature written by Wang Matchmaker. Seeing the constipated expression on Lao Zhao’s face, Matchmaker Wang knew that he was laughing at herself, so she immediately rounded up the game for herself. Hey, when we were young, how can I read books? These few words of mine are still working in a restaurant in the city when we were young. At that time, the restaurant owner kindly taught me, otherwise I would not read. After finishing speaking, he reached out to get the handwriting in Zhao's hand. Zhao was taken aback, and quickly retracted his hand. Hey, what are you doing? Matchmaker Wang frowned, isn't this thing written? Since it is a handwritten note, I should have the designation. Otherwise, when I get the job done, what kind of evidence should I use to ask you for the hen? Old Zhao smiled bitterly, Wang Matchmaker, we have known each other for decades, can I still play tricks with you? Wang Matchpo shook her head vigorously, that won't work, I must have a certificate, otherwise I will not tie you in vain. At this moment, both of them wanted to hold the handwritten notes. No one would let anyone. Matchmaker Wang rushed over and planned to **** the handwritten notes. Old Zhao drew it away. Matchmaker Wang rushed into the air and bumped into the door frame. Come on, with an ouch, collapse on the ground. The third girl was afraid that she would be hit, so she hurriedly reached out to help her, but she caught her. The third girl was shocked. Aunt Wang, why are you so excited? Let go. "