The old lady of the Ma family felt that her grandson and daughter-in-law made a good point.
She sighed again, then looked at Ma Zhihao and said, "When will you find a sensible and smart girl like Jing Xuan?"
Ma Zhihao: "Grandma, such things depend on fate."
"What fate? I think you lack judgment. Look at Zhang Shifang, whom you once liked. Just look at what became of her now, she's dead."
"Oh my, Grandma, why do you like to bring up painful memories?" Ma Zhihao was speechless.
"If you don't want me to often bring up your painful memories, find me a girl like Tang Huai." The old lady of the Ma family said domineeringly.
Tang Huai is a good girl, and she's smart and capable. The old lady of the Ma family hadn't seen anyone her age with such abilities.
She has her merits; otherwise, that boy Jing Xuan wouldn't have chosen her over Zhang Shiwan.
When Zhang Shiwan liked him, Tang Huai was still quite young, wasn't she?
But that boy was willing to wait for this girl to grow up.
