"That will never do."
After much deliberation, the elderly couple had set their sights on Cuihua, a fine young woman in the neighboring village.
Word from the village matchmaker was that Cuihua's ancestors had migrated from Jiangling, the main city in Nanzhou. She had read extensively, tossed about classical poetry with effortless ease, and spoke in such a refined, bookish manner that people often struggled to understand her—yet they knew instinctively she must be extraordinary.
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