Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11897

The grandmother couldn't remember her grandson's nickname, which was quite embarrassing.

“I haven’t finished speaking yet,” Liu lowered her voice again, looking mysterious yet subtly excited, and continued, “That Li Lao Er is as strong as an ox. He was a bachelor for twenty or thirty years. He’s an old man.”

"What's wrong with the old house?" Yang Ruoqing asked, suppressing a laugh. "Just repair it a bit, and the old house can still keep out the wind and rain, right?"

"Hey, you don't understand!" Liu slapped Yang Ruoqing's leg for the second time: "An old house is like dry wood meeting a raging fire. If you just ignite a little spark, it'll burn like crazy!"

"Huh?" Yang Ruoqing blinked deliberately, pretending not to understand.

Liu shook her head and had to explain, "Our He'er has to take care of Gouwa during the day and serve Li Lao Er at night. With his physique, he's probably like a tireless ox that never stops. My He'er is suffering. What woman could endure that?"

Yang Ruoqing covered her mouth. "Fourth Aunt, you really treat me like one of your own, telling everyone everything?"

Seriously, isn't this kind of content supposed to be paid content? Is it something my cousin would listen to?
However, disregarding Yang Ruoqing's life or death, Liu continued to spout sensational content: "I asked your fourth uncle to go to Lijia Village to pick up He'er and her mother and bring them here to stay for a while, so that He'er could have a break. But your fourth uncle not only refused to pick them up, but also scolded me for meddling, saying that it was a matter between the young couple, and that there is no such thing as land that has been over-cultivated, only oxen that have died from exhaustion. Sigh, even if the land is turned over every day, it can't retain nutrients. Your fourth uncle doesn't know anything!"

"Qing'er, don't you think so?"

"Hey, Qing'er, why aren't you saying anything? I've been the one doing all the talking, why don't you say something? What do you think about this?"

Yang Ruoqing was already numb.

She... dared not look at it, afraid of getting a sty.

"Fourth Aunt, I think I heard the second room across the street calling for dinner!"

"Huh? Did they call out? I didn't hear them."

Liu immediately stood up as a reflex and strained her ears to hear what was happening outside.

As luck would have it, a commotion indeed came from the small house across the street, and soon Cao Bamei arrived at the Luo family's house in a flurry of activity.

"Qing'er, I've come to invite you over for a meal! Where are the children? Come on over, it's lively at my place today, all the kids are here!"

Although Cao Bamei was mainly busy with kitchen work today, she changed into a nearly new outfit because Sixi's family had come to propose marriage. It was rare to see her wearing new clothes.

Although she was extremely busy, she looked radiant and in a good mood!
"Second sister-in-law, you're too kind. I already told you and my second brother last night that my mother and I won't be going today. If my uncle wants to come and join in the fun, let him stay at your house for dinner on our behalf!"

Luo the blacksmith had actually gone there early in the morning. When the people from Sixi's family who were proposing marriage entered the house, Luo the blacksmith and his group had already "set off" and stayed on the other side of the street all morning.

Cao Bamei knew that Yang Ruoqing wouldn't come, but she still had to come over again before the banquet to invite her again, in order to express her sincerity.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing say this again, and that she hadn't changed her mind, Cao Bamei didn't press the matter. After exchanging a few more pleasantries, she left.

At the same time, Liu's family was also taken away.

Liu looked back several times as she spoke to Yang Ruoqing, saying, "Qing'er, we only got halfway through what we were saying earlier. I'll come back and talk to you again after the banquet!"

Yang Ruoqing covered her face. Good heavens, she had only said half of what she had said after talking for so long.
Please spare me, Bao can't say a word!
The news of the successful engagement between the Yang family and the Sixi family spread throughout Changping Village in less than half a day.

There are a hundred different opinions among a hundred people in the village about the marriage between the two families. Many people say nice things to the two families in front of them, but then immediately change their tune.

"The woman's family is too powerful, and they used despicable means to force the man to submit."

“You can’t say that. The two children are childhood sweethearts and have genuine feelings for each other. It’s the boy’s parents who are being unreasonable and insist on taking the long way around.” “Whether it’s a long or short way, as long as they can get together, it’s a good way.”

"That's how it is now, but as life goes on, if you enter the family this way, there will likely be conflicts between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and between the sisters-in-law."

"Even teeth and tongue fight, let alone mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law? Even if you don't take a long way, it's not surprising that you will quarrel when you live under the same roof."

"With such a powerful family background, they can lock up your father-in-law and brothers-in-law at the drop of a hat. When you get to your husband's family, won't you be the queen of the house, able to do whatever you want?"

"Sigh, that's why we women still need our maternal family. The stronger our maternal family is, the more support we have, and the less likely our husband's family will dare to bully us. As a woman, I'm not being sarcastic, but I genuinely envy Xiu Hong. She's lucky to have the surname Yang..."

As soon as this woman spoke, the whispers and pointing from the other women instantly subsided.

To be fair, as a woman in this patriarchal era, who wouldn't envy Xiu Hong? They eloped, and she was able to marry him so openly and formally. It used to be said that you can't force a cow to drink water, but the story of the Yang family and Sixi family tells everyone that as long as you have enough strength, there is no cow that you can't force down!
During the latter half of the banquet at Xiao Erfang's house, Sixi seized an opportunity to talk with Xiuhong in Xiuhong's room in the backyard.

This time, they weren't talking secretly anymore. The two were now officially engaged, and he had come to talk to Xiu Hong on the instructions of their elders.

At this moment, the door was ajar, and Xiu Hong stood by the table pouring tea for Sixi, offering her both new and old tea, because earlier at the engagement banquet, he had toasted the elders of the Yang family, going around the entire circle.

As soon as Si Xi entered the room, she couldn't help but look around at the boudoir in front of her.

I've known Xiu Hong for over ten years, and I never dreamed that one day I could actually walk into her boudoir so openly and honestly without being kicked out by the elders as a hooligan, or being beaten out by her with a broom.

"I feel...like I'm dreaming," Sixi murmured.

Xiu Hong, carrying a bowl of tea, came to him but didn't hear what he said, and chuckled.

"What did you dream about?" Xiu Hong asked with a smile.

Si Xi scratched his head sheepishly, then saw the teacup placed in front of him and immediately reached out to take it.

"Your bedroom is wonderful. Compared to mine, mine is nothing but a doghouse!"

"Pfft!" Xiu Hong was amused by Sixi again.

"What are you talking about? Are you a dog?"

"Hehe, that's right, I'm a dog, and you're a fairy."

Si Xi held the teacup in her hands and looked around Xiu Hong's boudoir once more.

This boudoir is really nice. Unlike his low, mud-brick house, this red-embroidered room is whitewashed and spotless.

The ceiling is very high, so it doesn't feel cramped at all and makes the space feel very spacious.

The ground wasn't the kind of dark, sticky, musty, damp, and urinous kind; what you were stepping on were smooth, polished blue bricks.

The room contained a large floral bed, beautifully decorated curtains adorned with sachets, a dressing table, tables and chairs, a teapot and teacups, and various cabinets of different heights...

In front of the bronze mirror on the dressing table was a row of small, exquisite porcelain pieces, each about the size of a palm. I wondered what kind of nice things they contained; they were all household items for girls…

These are truly days only fairies get to enjoy!

While Si Xi sighed inwardly, a strong, direct sense of inferiority welled up in his heart!