Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1314 Marriage (Part Two)
"Besides, it's meaningless to say that the road is long and short. Let's save some energy and discuss how to arrange the banquet tomorrow!"

Lao Yangtou is the oldest and most senior person here, and when he spoke, everyone couldn't say anything more.

So they began to discuss the matter of holding a banquet.

"Second, you are Lan'er's father, tell me!"

Old Yang nodded Yang Hualin's name.

Yang Hualin didn't raise his head until this time.

His eyes were still red and swollen like peaches, and they were covered with bloodshot eyes.

Apparently, he didn't close his eyes all night.

At this moment, he stood up, looked at everyone and said, "Last night, I told Na Risong that Lan'er is a concubine, but in our house, all the banquets and banquets have to be done according to the marriage of the regular wife." .”

"That day, Song was very straightforward. He agreed to all the conditions I asked, including hiring a matchmaker."

"As for us, I've also figured it out. I don't think Lan'er can give me any filial piety."

"Over the past few years, my mother and I have saved some dowry for her, and I plan to put it all in the bottom of her box."

"Going north alone, no matter how rich a man is, it's not his own. After all, he has to take it out of his own pocket!"

Hearing Yang Hualin's words, Yang Ruoqing, who had been sitting on the sidelines, couldn't help but glance at him again.

Er Bo, this is taking out all the money from his pension to subsidize Yang Ruolan?
Poor parents in the world!

Everyone discussed about holding a banquet.

In the end, Yang Hualin said: "By the way, after talking so much, where should we go when Ri Song is going to marry us Lan'er?"

"And the banquet for the whole village, where should it be?"

His gaze immediately turned to Yang Ruoqing, because Na Risong is now staying in the new house of Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang.

And that house is very big, if...

"Second Uncle, don't worry, Risong has already gone to discuss with Chen Tuhu's cousin, and will borrow the vacant courtyard of Chen Tuhu's house to stay for a few days."

Seeing what Yang Hualin was about to say, Yang Ruoqing quickly stood up and preemptively struck.

Yang Hualin was stunned: "That house is so shabby, no one has lived in it for a long time..."

"Hey, it's better to have a roof over your head than to sleep in the wilderness."

"Brother-in-law, you don't have to pick and choose. When you return to Zhongjing, Miss Lan will enjoy the blessings. Bitterness first, sweetness later!"

As soon as Yang Zhenbang waved his hand, the matter was settled.

Everyone discussed other details, and they finally dispersed when it was almost noon.

Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhou followed the arrangement and split up to make preparations.

The women were also arranged by Tan and began to prepare for Yang Ruolan's marriage.

It's too late to make a wedding dress.

Yang Hualin found out the wedding dress that Mrs. Yang wore when she married, "It's really not good, I can only make do with this."

The clothes have been pressed under the box for many years, and they have not been dried. When they are shaken, they smell musty.

Seeing that the elders were busy making arrangements for Yang Ruolan's wedding tomorrow, Yang Ruoqing became an idler.

"Mother, I won't go to Lao Chen's yard to help with the vegetables in the afternoon, you go."

Yang Ruoqing talked to Mrs. Sun in private.

She still has her mother-in-law living at home, so she has no time.

Sun naturally understood Yang Ruoqing's thoughts and situation.

"It's okay, you just need to concentrate on taking care of your mother-in-law. You don't need to be distracted from other things!" Sun said.

"Well, well, I'll go back first, it's time to cook lunch."

Yang Ruoqing said.

Sun nodded.

Back in the courtyard of his own house next door, Luo Fengtang was drinking tea in the main room outside the dormitory, reading a military book in his hand.

"Hey, didn't you go to help Na Risong buy the things needed for the banquet? Why are you at home?"

Yang Ruoqing asked.

Luo Fengtang put down the book of war in his hand, and looked up at her.

"Sure enough, what you said, Qing'er, really came true," he said.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned: "I've talked too much, what specific words?"

Luo Fengtang said: "Having money can make ghosts grind."

"Throwing out a bag of silver that day, Chen Butcher's cousin's family had a Coke break."

"I can't wait to be the master and sell that house to Na Risong, but unfortunately Na Risong is not interested."

"Cleaning the yard and house, buying food, food and ingredients, and even setting up the wedding room, all these things are taken care of by the cousin of the Chen family."

"Of course I don't have anything to do. I will come back to accompany my mother. When my mother falls asleep, I will go back to the house to read the book." He said.

That's what happened!
Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled: "Money is not everything. Without money, it is absolutely impossible, hey!"

"By the way, Qing'er, did you hear anything else from your father-in-law?" Luo Fengtang asked again.

Yang Ruoqing conveyed to Luo Fengtang the content and spirit of the previous extended meeting of the old Yang family.

Luo Fengtang said: "Poor parents in the world, I didn't expect that someone like your second uncle would really dig out his heart and lungs for his daughter."

Yang Ruoqing sighed lightly: "If it were any other children, I guess the prodigal son would turn around and understand the painstaking efforts of his parents."

"But Yang Ruolan, I can assure you that she will be obsessed with it." She said.

Luo Fengtang said: "People have their own destiny, this is beyond our control, let her go!"

……

Although Yang Ruoqing didn't intend to help serve Yang Ruolan's wedding banquet.

But at night, when she came over to her mother's yard, she saw that there were only four people in the house, Xiaohua, Xiaoduo, Da'an and Xiao'an.

After asking, I found out that Yang Huazhong and Mrs. Sun were still working in the Chen family's yard that night.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't sit still now.

"Tang Yazi, stay here and help me take care of Xiaoan. I'll go to the Chen family to replace my natal family."

……

On the way to the old Chen's courtyard, Yang Ruoqing met a man.

"Zi Chuan?"

That's right, the tall and straight figure pacing at the intersection ahead was none other than Mu Zichuan.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's voice, Mu Zichuan looked over here.

Under the faint moonlight, she was coming this way.

The familiar eyebrows and delicate face, falling into Mu Zichuan's eyes at this moment, made him feel as if he had passed away.

"Zichuan, I haven't seen you for a few days. Are you still in the village? I thought you left here with your mentor, Mr. Zhang!"

While Mu Zichuan was in a daze, Yang Ruoqing came to him with a smile and said.

How many days?
Mu Zichuan made a calculation in his heart.

The last time he saw her was at the dinner table the day after her wedding.

Counting to tonight, it will be four or five days at most.

But why, he felt that it had been years?

"If I leave here, I will definitely say goodbye to you, Brother Fengtang and Brother Nari." Mu Zichuan said flatly.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "That's good, when the time comes, you go to the capital, and Tang Yazi and I will set up a dinner table for you to practice!"

Mu Zichuan smiled faintly.

(End of this chapter)