Two days later.

Zhang Chuwu finally didn't need to be ill in bed.

Although his complexion is still not very good-looking, his physical condition is gradually improving.

Yin hour.

The sky is still dark.

Brother, mother is still sleeping.

Zhang Chuwu had already gotten up, took a pointed bone knife in the kitchen, polished it carefully, wrapped it in cloth and put it in his arms.

While the morning light had not yet fully spread out, he stepped out with a gloomy face and headed straight for the East City.

There is a family in Dongcheng, whose surname is Li.

The Li family is not a big family in Wuqing County, and this Li family is even more of an outsider. After the death of a man, he became a single family.

Even people with the same surname Li rarely interact with this family.

There were no men at home and no relatives in the city, and the woman had no money and no help.

Relying on his ability to speak eloquence, he became a matchmaker.

‘It’s better not to be a matchmaker for three generations if you don’t do it, not to be a security guard, not to be a matchmaker.’

The proverb is short and clear, but it also shows that in the eyes of the world, matchmakers are not a good business.

But marriage is indispensable.

Just like Zhang Chuwu, who searched for a job all day long and was alone, Zhang's mother once asked her to tell her a good match.

A few days ago, I even posted the horoscopes here.

The so-called Bazi paste, also known as Geng post.

There is a person's name, origin, birth date, and even the root of his ancestors for three generations.

Besides Zhang's mother, even his brother Hongyi didn't know about Zhang Chuwu's birth date and horoscope.

The place where matchmaker Li lives is relatively remote, and even the door orientation of her neighbors is inconsistent with her.

The low courtyard could not stop an adult man.

"Hey!"

With a leap, Zhang Chuwu pressed the wall with both hands, exerted force from his waist, and easily crossed the courtyard wall.

"puff!"

The sound of landing stirred up some dust.

"Who?"

A man's shout suddenly came from inside the house.

Zhang Chuwu's heart was thrilled, and hurriedly hid behind a water tank in the corner of the house, and even took out his bone-clearing knife.

man?

Matchmaker Li has no children and has never remarried since she died. Who is this voice?

"Where are anyone?"

A slightly charming voice sounded.

"No, I have to go back!"

One person said, "I will go out of the city to pull pigs today. If I can't get through, the woman will not let me go."

"I think you are hysterical. You are thinking about your own tigress all night long, right?"

Then the candlelight was lit in the east room, and the two figures got up from the bed and put on their clothes in a row.

"You go and open the door and see if there are anyone outside."

"You coward!"

The female voice was disdainful: "Isn't it just a woman? What's the big deal? Let her come to me."

"No, I don't want to make the whole family feel at ease."

The man waved his hand in a hurry: "I owe the money today first. I will bring a few kilograms of meat in two days before coming."

"what ever."

Matchmaker Li put on her clothes, pushed open the door, looked around and curled her lips: "Where is anyone?"

The man tied a belt behind him, looked around like a thief, and then walked out.

Matchmaker Li sent the other party out, but she still reminded her: "You have no conscience, don't forget to come again in a few days!"

"I know, I know."

The man tightened his clothes, waved his big hands, and walked towards the outside of the city facing the morning mist.

"cut!"

Matchmaker Li glanced at the corner of her mouth and watched the other party leave. Then she closed the door and was about to go back to sleep.

As soon as he turned around, a black shadow rushed towards him.

She was shocked and opened her mouth and was about to scream.

"Don't shout!"

A shiny bone-clearing knife crossed her throat, which also made her scream stop at her throat.

"If you dare to speak, I will cut your throat directly!"

Zhang Chuwu's eyes were red, his hands were bulging with blue veins, and his face was fierce: "Matchmaker Li, you should know who I am, right?"

"Know...know."

Matchmaker Li nodded tremblingly: "You are the fifth day of Mrs. Zhang's family, I...I didn't offend you, right?"

"Didn't offend?"

Zhang Chuwu clenched his teeth and said, "I should ask you this. How could I offend you?"

As he said that, he used force on his hand and the sharp blade had pressed into the other person's skin.

A trace of blood slowly oozed out.

"No, no!"

Matchmaker Li was shocked and said anxiously: "Fifth day of the lunar month! Let's talk about it well and say it well if you have something."

"Speak well!"

Zhang Chuwu gritted his teeth and roared: "I asked myself that I have never offended you, why did you curse me?"

"Curse you?"

Matchmaker Li was stunned and hurriedly said, "No, brothers in the fifth day of the lunar month, are you afraid you have any misunderstandings!"

"Misunderstand?"

Zhang Chuwu smiled coldly: "Besides my mother, only you know about my birth date. Who else can I have if I don't?"

As he said that, the bone-clearing knife was horizontally facing forward, and blood was already overflowing under the blade, dyeing half of the blade red.

"No! No!"

Matchmaker Li was so scared that her face was pale, raised her hands high, and said, "Brother 5, I really didn't curse you."

"And, I don't understand those things either!"

"By the way, right!"

Her eyes turned, and she remembered something and was busy: "I understand, I know what's going on."

"oh?"

Seeing that her expression was not as fake, Zhang Chuwu relaxed a little, but the blade was still close to the other party's neck.

"you say!"

“That’s right.”

Matchmaker Li swallowed carefully and said, "A few days ago, a thief got in here."

"Thief?"

Zhang Chuwu frowned.

"Yes, it's a thief."

Matchmaker Li nodded repeatedly: "It's not just me, but the Wang Po's family in the north of the city has also been thieves."

Wang Po in the north of the city is also a matchmaker.

"We didn't lose anything else, we just lost the book that records other people's birth dates and horoscopes."
To be continued...