I, reborn, really don't want to be a matchmaker!

"I didn't mess around. I brought Xiao Jiang, the matchmaker, over today, and things took a big turn for the better, but... but..." Aunt Zhao stopped there, not daring to continue.

"But what's wrong?" Grandpa Wang pressed.

"But Grandma Chen's youngest son, Zhang Haicheng, has a request," Qin Chaoyang replied.

"What are your requirements?" Grandpa Wang asked curiously.

He had previously told Grandma Chen's children to make any requests they wanted, but none of them believed him and instead gave him a good scolding.

"Zhang Haicheng and his wife are currently farming at home, and they're barely making ends meet," Qin Chaoyang replied. "They want your help to find them stable, secure jobs in Dayu City."

"That's it?" Grandpa Wang was taken aback and then laughed out loud.

Clearly, for him, a job is just a matter of a phone call.

"That's it," Qin Chaoyang replied.

"Then go back and tell Zhang Haicheng that I have agreed to his request, but he can't be greedy. I can only grant him this one request," Grandpa Wang reminded him in a low voice.

"Then about your relationship with Grandma Chen..." Qin Chaoyang hesitated before speaking.

"I'll leave everything to you." Grandpa Wang looked at Qin Chaoyang: "You seem very clever, but I must remind you, I won't do anything that goes against my principles."

"That's natural." Qin Chaoyang nodded.

After chatting with Aunt Zhao and Grandpa Wang for a few minutes, I quickly headed to Zhang Haicheng's house.

This is the most difficult part of being a matchmaker; you have to run your legs off to find a match for someone.

If it works out, great; if not, then all that running around all day will have been for nothing.

Zhang Haicheng and his wife were drying beans in the threshing ground at the door when they saw Qin Chaoyang and Aunt Zhao arriving so quickly, so they hurried to greet them.

Zhang Haicheng asked, "How's it going? Has the job situation been settled?"

"Yes, Grandpa Wang said that work-related issues are minor problems; for him, it's just a matter of a word. But you can't be greedy; you have to be down-to-earth and work hard," Qin Chaoyang reminded him.

"That's for sure," Zhang Haicheng replied excitedly.

His wife was so happy she almost shouted it out.

They now have a secure job.

Their family would never have to wear patched clothes again, and they would never have to watch others eat meat again.

"So what are your plans for dealing with your mother and Grandpa Wang's situation?" Qin Chaoyang asked.

"I'll do whatever you say," Zhang Haicheng replied.

"Listen to me, then invite your mother out and come with me to Grandpa Wang's place for a get-together. It's best for them to talk about their feelings face-to-face," Qin Chaoyang suggested.

"Okay!" Zhang Haicheng readily agreed.

"As for your brothers and sisters, you'll have to handle that. In short, whether you can keep your job depends on what you do next. That's all I can do to help you," Qin Chaoyang added.

"I understand." Zhang Haicheng nodded and turned to ask his elderly mother for help.

Qin Chaoyang waited where he was.

Seeing that Zhang Haicheng's white-haired mother, Chen Yumi, was very healthy, walked with a brisk pace, and had a straight back, he greeted her with a smile.

After exchanging pleasantries and chatting for a few minutes, Qin Chaoyang took Chen Yumi to find Grandpa Wang.

Grandpa Wang, dressed in his favorite green military uniform, was waiting at the intersection. When he saw Chen Yumi being brought over by Qin Chaoyang, he was so excited that tears streamed down his face.

Chen Yumi also burst into tears, looking at Grandpa Wang, her thoughts suddenly drifting back to the past for some reason.

Qin Chaoyang and Aunt Zhao didn't go to be third wheels, but left without saying a word.

Qin Chaoyang returned to the breakfast shop and settled accounts with Wang Xiaoli.

Just as the accounts were about to be settled, Grandpa Wang arrived with Chen Yumi, carrying fine cigarettes and alcohol, as well as other high-end gifts.

"Why are you here?" Qin Chaoyang was taken aback and went to greet them.

Wang Xiaoli, Li Mei, Pan Xiaoju, and others were also curious.

"I've come to thank you for being my matchmaker," Grandpa Wang replied with a smile.

"Without you, my stubborn son would probably never have agreed to my remarriage," Chen Yumi said with a sigh, then she and Grandpa Wang placed the gifts of cigarettes and alcohol they were carrying on the dining table.

This time, Qin Chaoyang did not refuse, but readily accepted it.

Just as he was about to ask Pan Xiaoyu to make tea, Grandpa Wang took out a thick red envelope and handed it over: "Xiao Qin, this is for your tea money, please keep it safe."

"Don't complain about the small amount," Chen Yumi added.

"How could I complain about it being too little!" Qin Chaoyang had no choice but to accept the large red envelope.

Wang Xiaoli, Li Mei, Pan Xiaoyu, and Pan Xiaoju were all incredibly envious when they saw this scene.

Of course, I also admire Qin Chaoyang.

After all, other matchmakers wouldn't be willing to arrange a marriage for a man in his seventies.

After Grandpa Wang said goodbye to Chen Yumi, Pan Xiaoju stopped Qin Chaoyang, who was heading to the kitchen, and said, "You even introduced such a good potential partner to Grandpa Wang, so why don't Xiaoyu and I have any partners yet?"

"Whose fault is it that you haven't found anyone?" Qin Chaoyang smiled bitterly. "I introduced you sisters to several men before, but what happened? You didn't like any of them."

"They can't compare to my brother-in-law Zhao Hu," Pan Xiaoju explained, blushing.

"We need to find someone even better than Zhao Hu," Pan Xiaoyu chimed in.

The implication is that this is to outshine Pan Daju.

The reason he had such thoughts was clearly because he had been provoked by Pan Daju.

Qin Chaoyang had already guessed this. He wanted to pretend he didn't know and go about his business when a short-haired woman and a crew-cut young man appeared at the gate, peeking around.

The short-haired woman and the young man with the buzz cut look somewhat alike, so they are probably siblings.

"Who are you looking for?" Qin Chaoyang went up to them.

"Excuse me, does Matchmaker Qin live here?" the short-haired woman asked somewhat nervously.

"No, we don't know any matchmaker Qin," Qin Chaoyang replied, frowning.

If the nickname "Matchmaker Qin" spreads, it's not a good thing for him, a man.

Therefore, he had to deny it and strictly forbid others from calling him Matchmaker Qin.

However, Pan Xiaoyu, Pan Xiaoju, Li Mei, and Wang Xiaoli laughed out loud at his vehement denial that he was Qin the matchmaker.

After laughing, Wang Xiaoli couldn't help but tease, "Chaoyang, don't deny it. I think the nickname 'Matchmaker Qin' is pretty good."

"I think so too," Pan Xiaoju agreed.

"Fine, then you don't need to ask for your salary this month," Qin Chaoyang said coldly.

"No! No!" Pan Xiaoju cried out anxiously.

Wang Xiaoli then realized that she had made the wrong joke.

Just as she was about to apologize to Qin Chaoyang, the short-haired woman spoke up in surprise: "You...you're the matchmaker Qin that Aunt Zhao was talking about. How come you look so young?"

"I already told you I'm not Qin the matchmaker, I'm Qin Chaoyang, the owner of this breakfast shop," Qin Chaoyang corrected him irritably.

If she keeps calling him "Matchmaker Qin," she'll become "Matchmaker Qin" even if she's not.

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