Mrs. Tao let out a sigh of relief, clearly feeling much more comfortable, "Honestly, I really want to wash my hands of it all, but for the sake of the Wang family's reputation, I must stay involved."
Zhulan said, "I heard that Wen Rong's marriage has been decided."
"Ah, when did this happen? How come I didn't know?"
Zhulan, who doesn't go out much, was surprisingly well-informed, "The old lady of the Lin family told me, and she heard it from the Qie family that there's already a girl that caught their fancy."
Mrs. Tao thought for a moment, "The Qie family is Wen Rong's maternal family; it seems the news is true."
"Not necessarily, you should go back and ask around some more."
Mrs. Tao made a mental note, if it wasn't for Wang Hua, she wouldn't bother about the Wen family's affairs, "By the way, I'll take some of your family's pickles back with me. The old lady at home is feeling 'heaty' recently and can't eat much. Yesterday, she was remembering your family's pickles."
