Zhu Jiangyu thought for a moment, nodded: "That's fine, just right both are single, Sister Xiao Xue is 28 this year, Mr. Lin is 36 this year, when you think about it, they're quite a match."
"Bro, you're really something!" Zhu Jianglin gave a thumbs up, "I didn't even think about it that way at all."
Xing Nong laughed and hooked her arm around Zhu Jiangyu's shoulder: "Old Zhu, whoever sees it gets a share. If this match works out because of you, you have to split half the pig head meat with me."
Yaoguang quickly protested: "Qiu'er, didn't you say that whoever sees it gets a share? Then it should be one-fifth of the pig head meat, right?"
"Yao Yao, be generous, the person making the match of course gets half, and the remaining half is split among the four of us, that's what I mean." Xing Nong said, patting Zhu Jiangyu again, "How about that, I'm being generous, right?"
