Zhang Minghua wasn't seen in the crowd.
That young man, Peimin took a couple of glances at him. Seated, it was hard to determine his height, but his face looked honest. His features were plain, and he wore a semi-new cotton-padded jacket. He looked about twenty-something, quite youthful. He sat there somewhat stiff and bored, not much of a talker. It was mostly his mother and his second aunt who were talking.
Li Hong then told Peimin, "Yingzi and I are in the kitchen, it's busy, we need to entertain the guests. We'll keep them for dinner before they leave."
Peimin nodded and didn't say much because she noticed Aunt Yu observing her non-stop. She looked back and gave a slight smile.
Aunt Yu then smiled at Peimin and said, "Don't take offense, my girl, but in all my years, I've never seen such a pretty girl. I couldn't help but take a few extra glances." This match was brought by the man's Second Aunt, accompanying her nephew Yu Aiguo.
