Li Zhijun listened to what his younger brother had told him, the two brothers sat in his room with solemn expressions, silently trying to think of a way to help Mrs. Li.
Li Zhijun was silent, not making a sound, and for a moment couldn't think of a solution. He was usually so honest and steady that he was momentarily at a loss.
Li Zhihao's eyes lit up as he thought of an idea and said,
"Elder brother, we can start with the matchmaker and the driver."
"What are you going to do?" Seeing his younger brother's expression, Li Zhijun knew that this cunning younger brother had a plan.
Li Zhihao smiled mysteriously and said, "Elder brother, you go and invite the village matchmaker, and then you can take on the role of the driver. By then, both the matchmaker and the driver will be our people, and if the other side wants to play tricks, they won't be able to."
