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No, his approach doesn't seem like avenging his son at all, it's more like it's for himself.
After some thought, Yang Chuxia asked again, "What kind of in-laws did you find for her?"
Ye Zi'an snorted coldly and said, "At the south end of Mianyang Street, there's a blacksmith, a widower that I think is quite suitable for her. The guy isn't bad-looking, just a bit too strong. For someone like her, you need someone strong; otherwise, she can't be tamed."
"That doesn't sound right. From what you're saying, it sounds like you found her a good family to marry into. Does this sound like revenge to you?"
"What's the rush?" Ye Zi'an slowly sipped his tea before saying faintly, "That widower blacksmith loves to drink, and when he's drunk, he loves to beat people. It's said that the two wives before her were beaten to death by him. That woman likes to beat people, right? Let her give it a try and see who can beat whom."