Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 318 A Natural Pair (four more)

However, mu Zichuan shook his head indifferently, turned and left the house.

Two joys in life since ancient times.

The bridal chamber is full of candles, when the golden list is titled.

The gold list, I must pick it up by Mu Zichuan.

The bridal chamber, if it wasn't for the person I wanted, the title of 'wife with hair' would rather be left empty than full!

Seeing the back of her son resolutely leaving, Widow Liu was so angry that she almost fainted.

At this moment, Mrs Song, who was beside him, came to persuade him with a sigh.

"Zichuan is too stubborn. Tomorrow, the second child from Yang sent a delicious letter and agreed to the marriage."

"If you change your mind later, the trouble will be even greater!"

Song Shi's face was full of worry.

Widow Liu breathed a sigh of relief, with a hint of determination in her eyes.

"Zichuan was born to me, so I definitely have a way to get him to obey!"

"What's the way?" Song Shi asked.

Widow Liu did not.

"Mother, I'm a little hungry. Go to the kitchen and help me cook some millet porridge."

"Ok."

Song Shi sighed and left the room.

Here, Mrs. Liu got off the bed and moved a stool under the roof beam.

He pulled out the waistband of his trousers and threw it on the beam, tied a knot, leaned forward and burrowed his head into the sleeve.

Push hard on your feet...

"Bang!"

As soon as Mr. Song walked under the window outside, he heard the sound of a stool falling to the ground from inside.

Song shi secretly thought that it was not good, ran into the house with his little feet, and immediately collapsed to the ground in fright.

"Zichuan, Zichuan..."

Song's shout startled Mu Zichuan, who was reading the book in the opposite Westinghouse.

Mu Zichuan rushed into the east house and saw his mother hanging on the beam of the house.

His legs were weak and he almost fell over.

"mother!"

muzichuan staggered over, carried Widow Liu down, and laid it flat on the bed.

Song Shi came over, pinched people, and poured hot tea.

Only then did he finally drag Widow Liu back from the gate of hell.

"Three girls, why are you so stupid? You want me to send a black-haired person to a white-haired person..."

Song squatted on Widow Liu's body and burst into tears.

Widow Liu lay there, staring blankly at the top of the tent.

Song shi cried for a while, and then beat mu Zichuan on the side with force.

"Hundred good filial piety first, everything your mother does is for you!"

"Can't you grant her wish?"

"Without mother, what's the point of you being the champion of the day?"

muzichuan almost collapsed.

He fell to his knees with a bang, sobbing.

"Mother, as long as you are fine, whatever you ask your son to do, the son will depend on you..."

……

Early in the morning, Yang Ruoqing got up from the bed and helped the Sun family serve breakfast together.

Today is the winter solstice.

The winter solstice is as big as a year.

According to the custom of Changping Village, on the winter solstice, people have to go up the mountain to worship their ancestors and burn incense.

They also have to give food to their elders, relatives and friends.

The food is different everywhere.

Changping Village is dumplings.

The mother and daughter came to the kitchen, and Mrs. Sun kneaded the dough and rolled the dumpling skin.

Yang Ruoqing was busy chopping meat stuffing.

The meat was brought back from town yesterday.

She bought three kilograms of pork belly with skin and planned to serve it with chives and dried tofu.

Make a full meal of dumplings and have a good 'fat winter'.

"Your grandma will give you a bowl, Chang Geng and Daniu will each have a bowl, and Tang Yazi's family will have a bowl..."

While rubbing his face, Mrs Sun calculated with Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing nodded while chopping vegetables.

In the kitchen, the very rhythmic sound of chopping vegetables is like a movement...

In the stove room of Lao Yang's house in the front yard.

The three daughters-in-law of Mrs. Jin, Mrs. Yang, and Mrs. Liu, under the supervision of Mrs. Tan, were also busy in the kitchen.

Mr. Yang kneads the noodles, Mr. Liu chops the meat, and Mrs. Jin is in charge of the stove.

Mrs. Liu was talking to Mrs. Yang while chopping the meat.

"Second sister-in-law, according to the matchmaker Zhou, after the winter solstice, she will send Zichuan to our house to recognize her relatives!"

"Aiya, once this marriage is recognized, Xiucai Lang will be the prospective son-in-law of our old Yang family."

"I'm an auntie, and when I go out, my face is covered with light!" Liu Shi said.

"That's right, Zichuan is talented, we Lan'er are handsome, they are a natural couple!"

Yang shi said with a smile, and the hands kneading the dough became more energetic.

Mrs Liu asked again, "I heard from the fourth child that when Lan'er was born, all the rhododendrons at the back of our village were in bloom."

"You also said that a fortune-teller came to our village that year, and he fortune-telling for Lan'er was the best auspicious fate?"

Liu asked.

Mentioning this matter, Yang was even more proud.

"That year, all the girls in the village sent their birthdays to count, and Laner's life was the best!"

"It is said that Lan'er is destined to be rich and noble, and the husband-in-law we marry is not an ordinary person!"

"Oh, this is really right." Liu Shi snorted.

"Zichuan is the only scholar in our village. After winning the champion, isn't Lan'er the wife of the champion?"

Liu Shi tutted: "Too rich!"

Yang raised his chin proudly: "These things are all destined."

"Fat girl is destined to marry Zichuan. After going around, Zichuan and Lan'er are still a perfect match!" Yang said.

Liu Shi nodded in agreement.

"Did Fat Ya take the birth date for a while?" Mrs Liu asked again.

Yang Shi pouted the corners of his mouth: "Forget it!"

"What's the result?"

"I don't know, I have to ask my mother, the god operator just told my mother, I and the third siblings don't know." Yang said.

Liu Shi immediately turned his attention to Tan Shi who was standing beside the pot table.

"Mother, why did the god operator say she's fat?" Liu Shi asked curiously.

However, Mrs. Tan glared at Mrs. Liu.

"Why do you care so much? Chop your meat!"

"Mother, this is pork, not mine. Talking about the winter solstice is not auspicious..."

"I bother!"

Mrs Tan spat at Mrs Liu.

"If you want to make dumplings, just make them well. There is so much nonsense, and the spit is splashed everywhere. How can you eat these dumplings?"

Yang's and Liu's all closed their mouths and buried their heads.

Mr. Tan exhorted a few more words, then turned around and went back to his room.

As soon as Mr. Tan turned around, the stove murmured again.

Over there, Mrs Tan dodged into his room, turned around and closed the door.

I took out the key and opened the drawer of the dresser, just rummaging.

Old Yangtou was sitting there smoking a dry cigarette, and glanced at Mr. Tan here.

"What are you looking for?" he asked.

Mr. Tan said without raising his head, "The old yellow calendar of ten thousand years."

"Ah? What?" The old man asked again.

Mrs Tan didn't say a word, and continued to look for it, and soon she found a few yellowed pieces of paper.

The paper was damp and yellowed, and there were still a few vague words on it.

"Father Mei, take a look at the names written on these two pieces of paper."

Mr. Tan handed the two pieces of paper to Lao Yangtou.

Old Yangtou then squinted his eyes and said, "I can't even see a word when I'm wet. What the hell is this?"

Mrs Tan frowned and said, "Isn't there a magician in our village at that time? I'll take the birth dates of Meier, Laner, and Pangya for approval."

"The god operator said that among the daughters of our old Yang family, there will be an extraordinary one."

"Which one do I ask? He didn't say it, he said it was a secret that could not be revealed!"

(End of this chapter)