Chapter 1102: Xiao'ai, Dabao, Xiaobei

Xia Dabao simply went back inside the house, but did not close the door, just listening at the doorway.

Nan Feng continued to ask, "Matchmaker Wang, what did you just say about that young fellow from the neighboring village? Have they taken a fancy to our Dabao as well?"

"It's a pig farmer from the neighboring village," said the matchmaker, "But they're no small household— their pig farm is quite large, with dozens of pigs. The pork is sold wholesale to some people in the city. They can make quite a bit of money in a year, and there are several hired workers at home, so they're not looking to marry someone just to work. They, well, want someone who can read and write, to benefit future generations."

Nan Feng, however, did not look down on pig farming. The family raised pigs, she grew lychees—one in animal husbandry and the other in horticulture; the two were quite a match indeed.

So Nan Feng simply conversed a bit more, "Can their son read and write? How old is he?"