After rebirth, the Prime Minister's wife married the living devil

Old Mrs. Lin lay quietly on the sickbed, her face pale and her breath weak.

She heard everything Doctor Huang said just now.

"Zhi'er, Meiying, I'm afraid my mother's body is not going to make it."

"Mom, don't say that. You'll get better after taking the medicine."

Mr. Lin held Mrs. Lin's hand tightly, put her hand on his face, and burst into tears.

Old Mrs. Lin shook her son's hand with difficulty, her eyes calm and kind.

"Son, how is Mom's health? Don't I know it myself? Anyway, I have lived enough. I should have gone to find the old man who left me behind. Zhier, you and your elder brother are both great. Mom has nothing to worry about you, except..."

The son and daughter of Lin Jun, the eldest uncle of the Lin family, have already married, so she doesn't have to worry about anything anymore. What worries her most now is the two granddaughters of her youngest son, especially Lin Yanyu.

"I'm afraid that mother's body won't last much longer. Zhizhi and Xiaxia will be seventeen after the Chinese New Year. If mother dies, they will have to observe mourning for three years, and then they will be twenty years old. How can they find a good family? Wouldn't mother have wasted their time? Ahem! Ahem!"

As she spoke, Old Mrs. Lin started coughing violently. It took Lin's father and mother patting and soothing her for her to stop.

"Mom, don't say anymore." Mother Lin's eyes were red as she consoled softly.

"No, I want to say that the sooner this happens, the better. Don't let me die with insecurity. Meiying, you should quickly ask the most reputable matchmaker to arrange their marriage within a month. If I die soon, you should quickly arrange their marriage while the mourning period is still hot. If God has mercy on me and lets me see Zhizhi and Xiaxia get married before I die, I will die without regrets."

"Okay, mother, we promise you, I will go find a matchmaker later and find a good husband for Zhizhi that will satisfy her and make you feel at ease."

Old Mrs. Lin tried to hold on while she was still conscious, but after hearing her daughter-in-law's assurance, she fell into a weak sleep again.

Lin Yanyu stood outside the door and didn't go in. When Li Yanqi brought the medicine back, she took the medicine bag with tears in her eyes and went to the kitchen to boil the medicine.

Li Yanqi saw Mr. Lin and his wife and Aunt Li of the Lin family crying in Old Lady Lin's room, and knew that Old Lady Lin had fainted again. It seemed that he could not do anything at this time, and silently followed his sweetheart to the kitchen.

"Thank you for your hard work today. I think you still have some work to do at the government office. You should go back first."

Lin Yanyu knew that he had followed in, so she put the medicine into a ceramic jar, fanned herself with a cattail leaf fan in one hand, and wiped her tears with her back to Li Yanqi. She just wanted to be alone now.

Li Yanqi realized her intention to chase him away and said hesitantly, "Okay... Then I... I'll leave first. If you need anything, remember to tell the town."

On that day, Lin's father, mother and Lin Yanyu stayed up all night and stayed at Uncle Lin's house to take care of the unconscious old lady of the Lin family. Uncle Lin and cousin Lin, who were working in the city, also rushed back overnight.

Just when everyone thought she would never wake up again, the next morning, Old Mrs. Lin opened her eyes. Lin Yanyu fed her the medicine that had been kept warm. It was like wilted crops being watered. Miraculously, her spirits improved.

She looked at everyone's red and swollen eyes and the dark circles under their eyes, feeling distressed and relieved.

"Zhi'er, take Meiying and Zhizhi home to rest first. It won't be too late to come back in the afternoon. Your eldest brother is back, so you don't need to do anything for the time being."

"Mom is right, little brother, I'll take you back first. You're weak and injured. It will be troublesome if you get sick. Get well and come back in the afternoon. I'll take you back first."

Uncle Lin Jun was a slightly plump man of medium build with a round and friendly face. He looked at his younger brother with some distress at this moment and echoed the old lady's words.

Lin Xiucai was injured and had not slept all night, and he was already a little exhausted. He knew that if he fell ill at this time, it would cause trouble for everyone. He felt guilty and rational.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, brother."

After returning home, Mr. Lin fell asleep before his wife could even wash herself clean.

Mother Lin touched her husband's forehead with concern, turned around and went to her daughter's room. She saw that her daughter was already lying on the bed and ready to sleep. She felt like she could finally take a breath after a chaotic day.

"Zhizhi, have a good rest. We'll go visit your grandma again in the afternoon."

"Got it, Mom, you and Dad should also have a good rest for a while."

Lin Yanyu opened her red and swollen eyes and replied obediently.

Lin's mother helped her daughter close the door, but did not return to the bedroom. She fetched a basin of water to wash her face. After finishing washing, she gently closed the door and turned to go to the town.

In Qingyun Lane, Yunlong Town, behind an old half-dead poplar tree, there is a small, respectable blue brick and tile house.

Mother Lin straightened her clothes, forced a smile on her face, walked forward and rang the doorbell.

"Who is it?! So early in the morning..."

A woman in bright clothes came over and opened the door. When she saw Lin's mother standing at the door, her fat face, which looked a little impatient, suddenly broke into a big smile.

"It's you! Madam Scholar, please come in! Please come in!"

The woman brought Lin's mother to the main hall and sat down like a sister, "Tao'er, go and make some new top-grade Longjing tea. We have a distinguished guest."

Mother Lin was flattered and quickly said politely, "Matchmaker Wang, look at what you are doing. I am a rough person and cannot be a matchmaker. Just give me a cup of tea."

Matchmaker Wang said, "What can't a scholar like you have?"

I silently added in my heart: You are my rich master.

When she saw Lin's mother coming to her house, she seemed to see piles of silver flying towards her, but she wanted to test the waters first and pretend to be ignorant even though she knew the truth.

"Mrs. Scholar, what do you want to see me about today?"

Mother Lin said openly, "My daughter Zhizhi is not young anymore. People in the surrounding area say that you, Wang the matchmaker, are very good and have brought many couples together. I would like to ask you to help her find a good family. If you succeed, you will be rewarded handsomely."

Matchmaker Wang's eyes sparkled and she immediately became energetic.

"I watched your Zhizhi grow up. Needless to say, she is the most beautiful woman in Yunlong Town. Not to mention her personality. What's more, she can read and write. Don't worry, leave it to me, Wang Yinhua. I will definitely find a good son-in-law that will satisfy you."

Mother Lin felt relieved and proud. She agreed with what she said, but she was humble: "No, no, I'm just a girl. You're too kind."

Matchmaker Wang took the tea from her daughter Tao'er, placed it in front of Lin's mother, and took down a thick book from the cupboard.

"All the boys of the right age are here. I will pick out the good ones and tell you about them."

At this time, Lin's mother was in no mood to drink tea. Her eyes followed the marriage book with an expectant look on her face.