Reborn as the Villain's Wife, I Shine in 80s
Chapter 58 - 057 Speaking of Relatives (Extra Episode)

Chapter 58: 057 Speaking of Relatives (Extra Episode)

Excitedly, Granny Hua arrived at Tian Sangsang’s house. The yard gate was open, and Granny Hua swaggered in without so much as a greeting.

Granny Hua scrutinized Tian Sangsang’s courtyard with judgmental eyes. Oh my, what a mess. The vegetable patch only had a few scallions sticking out, though they were a vibrant green; the chicken coop housed just one chicken, even though it was plump and round. Glancing inward from the yard, the doorway looked shabby, and the inside seemed bare, as if there wasn’t a single decent thing in there.

"Sangsang, Sangsang! Are you home?"

Inside, Meng Shuyan, who was waiting for his mother to return with water, heard the noise. He jumped off his chair with a thud, walked to the doorway, and cautiously poked his head out, his pretty little face tight: "Who are you?"

"Ah! You must be Tian Sangsang’s son?" Granny Hua’s eyes lit up as she spoke, reaching out to touch him. This boy’s hair was simply irresistible—just looking at it made her itch to pat it.

"Oh my, aren’t you a handsome one! And with curly hair, too!" Such a gorgeous child—how did he end up being the son of that ill-starred Tian Sangsang?

Especially today, when Meng Shuyan was dressed in brand-new clothes. Standing by the door, he looked fresh and radiant, like a celestial child descended to earth. His hair was jet black, his eyebrows gracefully curved, his eyes large, his nose tall, his skin pale, and his lips pink—Granny Hua couldn’t help but let her thoughts wander as she stared at him.

"Who are you?" Meng Shuyan dodged to the side and solemnly repeated his earlier question.

"I’m your granny Hua! Don’t you remember me?" Granny Hua laughed, her whole body shaking with mirth.

Meng Shuyan caught sight of the mole on her chin and jumped in fright. Granny Hua? More like Granny Wolf—how terrifying!

He furrowed his little brows tightly, placed a hand on his chin and thought for a moment, then suddenly lifted his head and shouted toward the neighboring house, "Aunt Zhong! There’s a bad person!"

"Yanyan, what’s wrong, what’s wrong?" Aunt Zhong dropped what she was doing, grabbed a broom, and rushed into the yard.

"Don’t misunderstand, don’t misunderstand. It’s me! I came to find Sangsang!" Granny Hua nimbly dodged the broom.

"Granny Hua." Aunt Zhong breathed a sigh of relief after realizing it was a false alarm. She lowered the broom and protected Meng Shuyan behind her. "You scared me half to death—I really thought it was some bad person. What business do you have with Sangsang?"

Granny Hua quickly replied, "Well, I came here to arrange a match for her. Sangsang isn’t getting any younger—it’s time she considered the big matter of marriage."

"Arrange... arrange a match?" Aunt Zhong’s expression froze.

"Aunt Zhong, what does ’arrange a match’ mean?" Meng Shuyan’s curious gaze flitted between the two adults with different expressions, lightly tugging on Aunt Zhong’s hand.

Granny Hua eagerly chimed in, "It means finding a good family for your mom so you can have a dad. Little Yanyan, wouldn’t you like to have a dad?"

Meng Shuyan only thought this person was strange—her grin felt piercing. His hand unconsciously touched the ring hanging around his neck. He would go find his dad himself someday. Could it be that someone else had already found him?

"Yanyan, Aunt Zhong," Tian Sangsang called as she set down two buckets of water. Seeing the stranger, she paused, "Huh?"

"You must be Sangsang!" Granny Hua eyed her up and down like evaluating goods and quickly said, "I’m Granny Hua, here to discuss something important with you."

Tian Sangsang, still unsure of the situation, politely said, "Oh, Granny Hua, please come in. If you have something to discuss, let’s talk inside."

She poured a glass of water and placed it on the table but felt increasingly uneasy under Granny Hua’s occasional glances.

Tian Sangsang frowned deeply, suddenly recalling Tian Tian’s sarcastic tone earlier today—did it have something to do with Granny Hua’s visit? Her memories of Granny Hua were sparse; all she knew was that she was a matchmaker who specialized in introducing people to get married. Was she here to arrange a match for her now? She didn’t need an arrangement at all! For one, her livelihood hadn’t been sorted out yet, so she wasn’t in the mood for romance; for another, she hadn’t met anyone who made her heart flutter yet. And furthermore, until she transformed into a wealthy beauty, she didn’t dare to risk falling in love so easily. Then there was her son—marriage would involve both of them and couldn’t be decided solely based on her own feelings.

As the saying goes, "With a new stepfather comes a new stepmother," and it’s not without reason.

Granny Hua was neither a relative nor a friend—what was she doing at her house out of the blue? Aside from matchmaking, Tian Sangsang couldn’t think of anything else.

Aunt Zhong could tell at a glance that Granny Hua was up to no good. Although she frequently arranged matches for people, her mouth had a tendency to be loose, always spreading gossip everywhere.

"Granny Hua, have some water first; I’ll be back in a bit," Tian Sangsang said, stepping outside. "Aunt Zhong, if you’re busy, please go ahead—I can handle her."

Aunt Zhong pulled her aside, glanced back into the house, and murmured, "That woman’s tongue is sharp—I don’t know what she’s here for. If there’s anything you can’t handle, call for me, and I’ll be right here."

Tian Sangsang nodded gratefully, "Alright."

Granny Hua sat in Tian Sangsang’s chair. Walking so far had left her thirsty. She gulped down the water and, perhaps because she was really parched, thought Tian Sangsang’s water tasted sweeter than her own. But when she looked up and saw Tian Sangsang’s dark skin, that fleeting sweetness faded. She ignored Tian Sangsang altogether, staring brazenly at Meng Shuyan for quite some time before warmly addressing Tian Sangsang, "Sangsang, years ago when I saw you, you were still a fresh young maiden, and now your kid is already this big! What’s your son’s name? How old is he? Not to brag, but in our area, there isn’t a kid who looks better than yours!"

"His name is Meng Shuyan, and he turned four today," Tian Sangsang replied, though not elaborately.

"You’re decent—just a little poor. I used to be friends with your grandma, you know. Now that she’s gone, are you settling in alright? Taking care of a son all by yourself must be tough, right?"

"It’s manageable," Tian Sangsang said with a smile. "Granny Hua, please just get to the point—what brings you here today?"

"Alright then, I’ll cut to the chase," Granny Hua said. "The villagers don’t think much of you, but I can see that you’re good-hearted and hardworking, and your little Yanyan is a considerate child. You’re only twenty this year—still so young. Do you have someone you fancy? I can help you set things up, and I guarantee success."

Meng Shuyan grew anxious, looking nervously at Tian Sangsang.

Tian Sangsang’s eye twitched slightly. It was just as she’d expected. "Granny Hua, you must be joking. How could I fancy anyone? Besides, considering my situation, who would be interested in me? I’m not in a rush—I just want to fix up my house and stabilize things before thinking about anything else."

Even in modern-day matchmaking, things often don’t turn out well—it was all relatives pestering people to meet potential matches. Let alone now, in the early 1980s, with matchmakers like Granny Hua—it was the last thing Tian Sangsang wanted.

"Why say such things about yourself? How could it be that no one would be interested in you?" Granny Hua laughed, winking at her. "You see, someone reached out to me today, specifically expressing interest in you and asking me to make arrangements on their behalf."

That startled Tian Sangsang. Someone was interested in her? She couldn’t believe it.

She asked skeptically, "Granny Hua, which family are you talking about anyway?" Which family was blind enough to consider her? Her appearance and reputation weren’t any good. To her, this whole thing sounded suspicious—she didn’t believe there wasn’t something fishy about it.