Lun Chuan crouched down inexplicably, dampened the fire in the stove pit, then looked at his grandma and grandpa who were staring intently, and couldn't help but ask:
"Selected for what?"
Song Tan spoke sadly, "It's a routine project from the hometown, randomly selecting a single guy to pair with me..."
Lun Chuan: ...
He suddenly burst into laughter: "What a coincidence, just in the yard, your aunt and cousin have already been paired - hmm, a must-have for going out."
Then he slightly raised the basin in his hand: "I'm off to work - there's a lot of water by the door, you two be careful."
Grandma nodded repeatedly, her gaze examining Lun Chuan as if he were glowing.
But he was clearly accustomed to such a look, and left gracefully.
And Song Tan instantly felt no embarrassment, instead pushing grandpa's wheelchair: "Grandma, come on, come on, everyone's waiting at home - there are quite a few singles, take a look more, we won't rush."
