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... matchmaker at their door, proposing a marriage for her younger brother, Yang Dong.

Yang Dong was still so young, barely a fuzz on his face; in her heart, he was just a middle school kid.

In fact, it was quite normal for fifteen-year-olds to have marriage discussions here; had his family not been so poor, he might already have been betrothed.

Seeing her youngest son and daughter-in-law in such a state, the mother-in-law could no longer sit idly by, so she sent for the mat ...

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