Li Cuifen listened to Zhang Yu describing the situation of the other party and inexplicably found it oddly familiar.
"Xiao Huang, what Zhang Yu said about this young man, why do I feel it's so familiar?"
Aunt Huang nodded repeatedly, "Yes, me too! Don't you think it sounds just like Grandma Feng's grandson next door?"
Li Cuifen immediately responded, "Yes, that's it. I knew it sounded so familiar."
"Little Yu, what do you think? Xiao Feng is quite good-looking." Even at her age, Li Cuifen had to admit that Feng's house grandson was indeed attractive.
"He's smart, has good manners, but the problem is..." Li Cuifen, who had a good relationship with Grandma Feng and often strolled and chatted with her in the neighborhood, still didn't want her granddaughter to marry Xiao Feng.
"It's just his mind and his eyes; all they focus on are research and more research."
