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After talking about hunting, Zhang Wu smiled at Song Shiwei, looking very shy.

Song Shiwei got goosebumps and said with disgust: "If you have something to say, just say it. Why are you looking like this?"

Zhang Wu scratched his head with a silly smile, and said shyly, "Well, this afternoon, Miss Huang said that the person she likes is me."

Song Shiwei remained calm and said, "Because of the purse?"

Zhang Wu was stunned: "How did the master know?"

"Your master has clairvoyance and clairaudience, don't you know that?"

Zhang Wu actually believed it, and his face was full of admiration: "Master is so amazing, he is simply a god-like figure."

Song Shiwei:......

Blind worship is unacceptable!

Song Shiwei's eyes were complicated. "You really believed what I said. Well, it doesn't hurt to explain it to you. Didn't I ask you to change the purse before? I just wanted to test whether Miss Huang cares about you. Now it seems that the result is very ideal."

Zhang Wu suddenly realized: "So this is why the master asked me to change the purse before I left. But Miss Huang did misunderstand because of the purse. Later, I made it clear to her after I figured it out."

"It's best to make it clear. Now that you have expressed your feelings to each other, the next step is to discuss the engagement and marriage. It's not easy to build a house on a snowy day, so we can only wait until the extreme cold is over. I'll go to the Huang family to discuss it with them another day."

Zhang Wu was completely dumbfounded, not even caring about being shy: "Master, Master, Miss Huang and I have just confirmed our feelings, there is no need to talk about getting married so soon."

Song Shi glanced at him and said, "Miss Huang is such a good woman. If you meet her, you should cherish her. Now that you have finally decided on your feelings, if you don't set a date quickly, are you going to let other men compete with you for her? Or do you not love Miss Huang enough to spend the rest of your life with her?"

Zhang Wu shook his head and hands at the same time: "No, I am sincere to Miss Huang, and I will obey the master's arrangements."

Song Shiwei was satisfied: "That's good. You are going to the city tomorrow, so go and have a good look around the city, buy some jewelry and silk flowers for the girl, and let her family know your attitude."

Song Shiwei paused for a moment, his expression serious: "Since you told me all these things, it means that you really like her. You must be a responsible man in the future, and don't learn the bad habits of those playboys."

Zhang Wu nodded and said solemnly: "Master, rest assured, having Miss Huang in my life is enough for me. I will never do anything to let her down, and I will do my best to treat her well."

"As long as you understand, go and get some rest. We have to go into the city early tomorrow morning."

"I will be back soon, and you should rest early, Master."

Song Shiwei was happy to see Zhang Wu and Huang Ying's good fortune come to fruition, and was even happy that Zhang Wu had found someone to spend his life with. What he had said before, that he would build a house and give him a betrothal gift when he got engaged, was not a lie. He had originally thought that it would be almost done after the extreme cold, but he had not expected that the two of them would progress so quickly.

The next morning, after Zhang Wu went to the provincial capital, Song Shiwei also dressed up and went to the Huang family in Xiahuang Village.

The whole Huang family was warming themselves by the fire in the main room at the moment. When they saw Song Shiwei coming over, everyone was very enthusiastic, especially Huang Changyuan, who had a smile on his face the whole time.

Luo Hongmei went back to the room and took out the black tea that Huang Changyuan usually didn't want to drink, poured a cup of hot tea for Song Shiwei, and then sat down next to her.

"I haven't seen you for a while. Why did you come out on such a cold day? Did you get cold on the way here?"

Song Shi smiled and shook his head: "I'm wearing a lot of clothes, so I don't feel cold. It's just that I don't like to go out in winter. I came here today because I haven't seen each other for a long time, so I came to see how everyone is doing."

Huang Changyuan said with a smile: "Everything is fine at home, and so are the others. We are well prepared and have been busy. Whenever we have time, we go up the mountain to chop firewood. Xiao Zhang also often comes to help us. Do you have enough supplies?"

"Uncle Huang, don't worry about us. We have everything we need at home. Zhang Wu often goes to the city to buy things. If there is anything we need in the future, you can ask Zhang Wu to bring it back."

Huang Changyuan smiled and said, "Xiao Zhang is a good kid who has helped us a lot. Some villagers even came to me to ask about Xiao Zhang. Although I know Xiao Zhang well, I also know that he is your man, so I didn't say anything rashly."

Song Shiwei raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Has anyone asked about Zhang Wu?"

Luo Hongmei slapped her thigh and said, "That's right. As soon as we settled down here, some people came to the hall. They all knew that we were close to you, so they came to ask us about it. It wasn't just people from our original village. There were also two families from Xiahuang Village who came to inquire about us."

"Brother Zhang Wu is a good person, he is strong and has a good appearance, so it's normal for you to like him," Huang Hai said with a smile.

Song Shiwei observed the expressions of several people and said with a smile: "Zhang Wu is indeed a good person. He is good at everything and works diligently. It's just that sometimes he speaks directly and easily leads to misunderstandings."

Now that we have come to this point, Song Shiwei simply continued: "Although Zhang Wu is my man, I don't object to him getting married. I told him before that if he has a girl he likes, I will help him get engaged, and then build a new house for him as a wedding house in the future;

You all know Zhang Wu's personality, he doesn't talk much, I'm just afraid that he will be disliked by girls in the future."

"How can that be possible? Xiao Zhang is a capable man who can get by. He doesn't talk much, which shows that he is steady and down-to-earth. Do you really need a man who is full of sweet talk? Anyway, I think Xiao Zhang is good. You, don't expect too much from him."

Song Shiwei's hands were patted by Luo Hongmei. Hearing this, her smile deepened and she said half-jokingly, "Since Auntie thinks Zhang Wu is good, how about letting him be your son-in-law?"

When these words were spoken, Huang Changyuan and the others were stunned on the spot, especially Huang Ying, who was stunned for a while and suddenly blushed with shame.

Song Shiwei didn't care what they thought. She straightened her skirt and said seriously, "After spending so much time with Uncle Huang's family, you should have a better understanding of what kind of people Zhang Wu and I are. Of course, I also know a little about you. What I like most is Miss Huang's straightforward personality. She speaks and acts straightforwardly, and she is kind and tenacious. With a daughter like this in the Huang family, the threshold of the house will be trampled down by people."

Luo Hongmei and Huang Changyuan looked at each other, then looked at Song Shiwei: "Xiao Song, this is not a joke, right?"

Song Shiwei said seriously: "Marriage is a serious matter, so it's no joke."

"But this...this..." Luo Hongmei really didn't know what to say. On the one hand, she felt that it was great to have Zhang Wu as a son-in-law, but on the other hand, she felt worried. After all, Zhang Wu called Song Shiwei master, and although he was not a slave, he was also a servant. If her daughter really married Zhang Wu, wouldn't she also become a servant?

Of course, Luo Hongmei didn't have any bad thoughts about Song Shiwei. She was doing it entirely for the sake of her daughter. No parent would want their daughter to get married and become a servant.