"Brother, let's make a visit to Brother Wu Dayou's place," Lin Ziyin said to Lin Changshu with a smile.
Lin Changshu nodded.
The old man's face was also tinged with a hint of a smile. He felt guilty towards his eldest granddaughter. But there was no way—the Ma Family was not any good. He couldn't ruin his granddaughter, but after breaking off the marital arrangement, as the girl's side, their reputation was damaged, which would make it less easy to find a good match again.
Wu Dayou, a man they knew well, was kind and righteous. He had feelings for Zige. If this marriage could be arranged, a weight would be lifted off his heart.
Lin Ziyin and Lin Changshu followed the village path to a thatched house at the foot of the mountain.
Lin Ziyin noticed that Wu Dayou's residence was incredibly secluded; there were only two neighbors nearby.
"Dayou?" Lin Changshu had already gone and knocked on the door.