"You... Molian, you...you're awake?"
The man gaped at Ya Molian, who had just awakened, swallowed involuntarily, and staggered half a step back.
Ya Nian'er and Ya Sui'er also stepped back, holding their heads low, saying nothing.
"Uncle Hai, I really didn't see it coming, that you would harbor such thoughts." Ya Molian's face darkened as he observed the trio standing before him.
Ya Hai, who had always been cordial to him in the village and would greet him every time they met, surprised him. He had never suspected that Ya Hai, who seemed honest and kind-hearted, would actually conceive of such a scheme.
"This... well... Molian, Nian'er of my family is a maiden as beautiful as a flower, the jewel of Ya Village. There are plenty who want to propose to her. Uncle Hai thought that matchmaking Nian'er with you would be a good arrangement. What do you say?"
Since Ya Molian had already heard his plan, Ya Hai stopped beating around the bush and openly made his proposal.