Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1270 Reproduction For All Generations (Part [-])
Oh, it's so beautiful, so beautiful.

It was obviously a familiar face that she had to look at every day, but now, even she felt that she couldn't get enough of it.

"Xiao Yu, let's not talk about it, you are really good at learning this craft."

"If you don't want to make tofu in the future, why not just open a shop and specialize in doing make-up for older girls and younger daughters-in-law, and you can make a lot of money." Yang Ruoqing said.

Xiao Yu said: "Well, this proposal is not bad, it can be pondered over."

Cao Bamei said: "On the one hand, it's because of Xiaoyu's good craftsmanship, and more importantly, it's because of our Qing'er's eye-catching eyes!"

"If it's crooked, even if you put the whole box of rouge powder on your face, it won't work!" she said.

"Hahaha, I love what Eighth Sister said." Yang Ruoqing said.

At this moment, the sound of crackling firecrackers came from the yard outside, interrupting the chatting and laughing of the three people in the room.

When the sound of the firecrackers ended, there were urging voices from the women in the yard outside, and it was time to set the dishes.

Cao Bamei glanced at the door of the house, came over to Yang Ruoqing and said, "The people who welcome the relatives have arrived, and we are about to start the banquet!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Yes."

Xiao Yu said: "I'm going out of the pavilion after the banquet. I've got all my make-up and headgear on. Who is Quanfu? Why don't you come to dress Qing'er in a wedding dress?"

"It's my fifth aunt, she should be here soon." Yang Ruoqing said.

Bao Suyun has a son and a daughter, and Sun and Yang Huazhong planned to invite her to dress Yang Ruoqing in a wedding dress.

When Bao Suyun heard the news, he was flattered.

But Lao Yangtou and Mrs. Tan tried their best to oppose it.

Why?

Because although Bao Suyun gave birth to a son and a daughter, Dabao was born to Bao Suyun and others, so he was not considered to be the son of the old Yang family.

But in the end, Yang Ruoqing persuaded old Yangtou and Mrs. Tan to choose Bao Suyun to wear her wedding dress.

By doing this, they wanted to show an attitude for Bao Suyun and their mother and son.

It is beneficial for Bao Sumica and his son to gain a firm foothold in Changping Village.

For this, Bao Suyun and Yang Huazhou were even more grateful and moved.

Bao Suyun consulted a lot of details in this aspect with the experienced Quanfu people in the village in advance to prepare for this.

"Quanfu people are here!"

Xiao Yu was about to remind her, when she just walked to the door, a group of women came towards her.

Mrs. Sun, Mrs. Sun, Osmanthus fragrans and the others, the one walking in the front is naturally Bao Suyun.

Some of the women held a large sieve for drying cotton, and some carried buckets filled with white rice, soybeans and so on.

Everyone entered the room in a noisy manner. Bao Suyun spread the big plug on the ground in the middle of the room, and then sprinkled rice and soybeans into the sieve.

Put a small horse on top.

"Come, come, let's bring the bride inside to sit."

Bao Suyun greeted her, and led Yang Ruoqing to sit on the ponytail.

Then, she began to put a bright red and festive wedding dress on her snow-white obscene dress.

Bao Suyun was still singing auspicious words loudly.

"Stand on beans, sit on white rice, reproduce for thousands of generations, and have a long life..."

The banquet in the front yard has already begun.

The women who had finished serving the dishes all gathered in the backyard room to watch Yang Ruoqing cry for marriage.

Everyone joked with him: "Qing'er, we haven't seen you cry yet, you have to cry a good time this time for our big guy to watch."

"Hahaha, yes, yes, our Qing'er is always like a female man,"

"I also came here specially to see her marry in tears!"

Facing the jokes from those aunts, aunts and sisters-in-law, Yang Ruoqing sat there, smiling with her lips pursed from beginning to end.

She is so excited today, why can't she cry?

She couldn't cry, but someone had been holding back tears all morning.

That's right, that person is Mrs. Sun!

"My son, my heart and my liver..."

Sitting at the side, Mrs. Sun watched the red wedding gown put on Yang Ruoqing's body.

The woman's nose was sour, as if there was something in her chest cavity, she couldn't hold it any longer, and it gushed out of her chest cavity with a bang.

The ups and downs of crying sounded immediately, and the tears fell down like broken beads.

On the side, other women are there to persuade.

Da Sun said: "Don't cry, don't cry, you should laugh on the day of great joy!"

Osmanthus fragrans said: "My daughter is going to get married after all, you have to be happy for her..."

Dayun said: "Tang Yazi is a good character, you have lost a daughter, but you have gained a son!"

Mrs. Liu said: "It's not far to get married, there is a wall across, from now on, Third Aunt, what delicious food did you burn, yell through the wall, and Qing'er can hear it!"

Everyone was amused by Mrs. Liu's words.

"The fourth aunt of the Yang family really can't do without food!" Xiao Yu joked.

Mrs. Liu smiled and waved her hands: "Food is the most important thing for the people. Even the emperor's old man has to eat and drink, doesn't he? What's more, we little people?"

Everyone laughed again.

Sun's crying was subdued a little by everyone's persuasion, but she couldn't laugh at all, and looked at Yang Ruoqing who was sitting in the middle of the sieve with teary eyes.

"I'm happy too, I understand what you're saying..."

Wiping her tears, Sun said in a hoarse voice: "But my eyes just don't live up to expectations, okay, okay, I won't cry, today is my day of great joy..."

Sun tried hard to control her emotions there.

Here, Yang Ruoqing was sitting on the ponytail in the sieve, her mood was also extremely complicated.

While everyone was laughing, one was crying.

When everyone is crying, that person will smile and encourage you.

In this world, there is such a person.

When you stand at the top and enjoy the compliments and envy of everyone.

What she pays attention to is not the halo you bring her, but the hard work and exhaustion you have endured behind this halo.

She doesn't ask you to stand out, she only hopes that you can wear warm clothes and eat enough rice.

For the rest of my life, I will be safe and sound.

That person is my mother!
"mother!"

Yang Ruoqing couldn't bear it anymore, tears burst out of the embankment.

She didn't cry when floods destroyed farmland and houses.

When cholera was rampant and the villagers faced the disaster, she did not cry.

But at this moment, when she put on a festive wedding dress and was about to leave the pavilion, she couldn't hold back her tears no matter what.

'Puff! '

She slid off the mat and fell to her knees in a sieve filled with white rice and soybeans.

Facing Sun's direction, he bent down.

"Oh!"

The first head rang, she kowtowed for the woman's daughter who died two years ago.

I am grateful for her pregnancy in October, giving birth early, and bringing up a stupid girl.

"Oh!"

This second head, she kowtowed for herself.

When her soul was first worn, her body was the most vulnerable.

Faced with the experience of being betrayed, it was the woman who protected her with her life and saved her, and all of this is now possible.

(End of this chapter)