Bai Suihe looked up at the sky, speechless. They were either pedantic scholars or superstitious fools. Birds of a feather truly flocked together.
"Those two families are quite a well-matched pair," Bai Suihe murmured.
"But the Xiao family is a bit different. Aside from Mr. Xiao, neither his wife nor his sons share his views. They all feel that being content with a modest fortune is better, and that they should just focus on managing their own lives well.
"When the eldest Xiao son came of age, Old Madam Xiao betrothed him to her own niece, who is the eldest young madam of the Xiao family sitting opposite us. Later, when the second son reached marriageable age, they were also looking for a suitable match. Mrs. Xiao wanted her own cousin's daughter to marry in. Who knew Mr. Xiao would beat them to the punch and directly arrange a marriage with Scholar Zhu's daughter?
