Good, good, good!
The boomerang from six months ago has hit its way back.
But Song Tan wasn't afraid at all.
She started the car, looking calm: "Oh, well, that hasn't been decided yet... Especially this time, several people from the Imperial City came to help with the pig slaughter, they're all in good condition, strong workers... Grandma, I see there's quite a few remarkable young men. No rush, we'll take our time to choose."
Grandma instantly perked up: "Oh my! There's quite a few? Luckily you didn't agree with the one who sent flowers, otherwise it would be hard to choose now."
She leaned over the passenger seat back, full of interest: "Which one do you think is good?"
This sort of question...
Song Tan confidently said, "They're all quite good, each has their strengths and weaknesses, the financial conditions aren't bad, there are handsome ones, there are well-built ones, it's just that I don't really want someone from too far away."
