Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3219 Ingratiate
"Oh? What is it? Third brother, tell me quickly." Yang Huaming asked Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong thought about it seriously, and said: "I remember very clearly the day when Second Brother Luo went up the mountain. The coffin had just arrived at the willow forest behind the village, when the originally sunny day suddenly came with dark clouds."

"Then there was a violent storm, coming from the other side of the mountain, directly hitting the head of the coffin."

"At that time, some people who carried the coffin together said that the rain hit the head of the coffin, and the princes were born from generation to generation."

"At that time, I was still thinking about the conditions of the Luo family. Brother Luo would not be able to get married, and the only descendant would be Tang Yazi,"

"Tang Yazi can't even eat enough to eat, let alone study, where did this prince come from?"

"However, looking at the situation now, we Tang Yazi can protect us, and the saying that the rain hit the head of the coffin seems to have come true." Yang Huazhong said.

Everyone else nodded in agreement. From everyone's point of view, Luo Fengtang's future seemed to be brighter than Da'an, the number one scholar.

As Luo Fengtang's wife, Yang Ruoqing sat in the crowd with her back straight and honored.

Tang Yazi joined the army at the age of 17. It has been more than eight years since she started as an ordinary soldier.

Every time he was promoted, he exchanged his own life and blood for it, and every time he rushed to the battlefield, it was a life-and-death struggle.

To be able to become the confidant military general beside Qi Huang from the unknown at the beginning, while enjoying the honor that others can't look up to, but also bear the danger that ordinary people can't imagine.

Fortune and misfortune depend on each other.

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When doing "Qiqi" for Mrs. Sun, both Da Sun and Sun's side went to Sunjiagou.

Because the weather was not too hot, Yang Ruoqing simply took Luo Baobao and Dazhi with her, but Dajie and Huang Mao couldn't go.

Dajie went to Changhuaizhou to participate in the autumn festival, and Huang Mao was more than seven months pregnant, so it was really not suitable for climbing mountains and mountains.

Everyone didn't criticize Dajie, but only hoped that Dajie could pass the exam in Qiuwei this time, and use his fame to comfort Granny Sun's spirit in heaven.

Sunjiagou, Tweety's house.

Tweety's mother closed the door, first hugged Tweety and cried.

"Since I was born, I have never been separated from me. It will be forty days since I left. My mother is counting the days on her fingers at home every day. I am looking forward to you coming back, woo woo woo..."

Cui'er's mother hugged Cui'er, crying and saying.

Tweety also burst into tears, she took out a white handkerchief embroidered with silk flowers and wiped her mother's tears gently, while consoling her.

"Mom, I miss you too. I dreamed about it several times at night. I was worried that you and dad would be alone at home, that you wouldn't have enough to eat and warm clothes..."

On the side, Tweety's father stood aside and watched with a simple and honest smile.

Hearing the conversation between the two mothers, Cui'er's father said: "Don't worry, your mother and I have enough to eat and clothes. After you left last time, within a few days, your aunt and aunt sent someone to deliver rice. Bring some vegetables and some medicinal materials for us, and the life at home is not bad now, don’t worry, it’s better to listen to your aunt and aunt in Changping Village and help them with housework.”

Hearing this, Tweety nodded.

Cui'er's father saw that Cui'er's mother was still crying, and couldn't help scolding: "When my daughter didn't come back, you looked forward to the stars and the moon, and you had to tell your daughter what you had to say."

"My daughter is back now, and you are so busy crying. My daughter will leave for Changping Village early tomorrow morning. Then you have something to say and nothing to say. You should cry less now, and the two of you should have a good talk." It's the conversation that matters."

Tweety's mother quickly put away her tears, pulled Tweety to sit down, and then turned on the soybean oil lamp next to her, and then pulled Tweety up and down to look up and down.

"Well, looking at this face is a bit rounder, and his complexion is not bad, the clothes he is wearing..."

"Sister Qing'er made these clothes for me. Just after the first autumn wind, sister Qing'er made two sets of autumn clothes for each family member, one for washing and one for changing, and two sets of deer clothes inside,"

"There is also this handkerchief, which was also given by Sister Qing'er, on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival in August. Xiaohua Xiaoduo and Xiaojie Huangmao each have one, and I have it too."

Hearing Cui'er's words, Cui'er's mother buried her head and looked at the clothes on Cui'er's body carefully, then took the veil and looked at it carefully.

"Tsk tsk, Qing'er is really generous in doing things. The clothes and handkerchiefs are made of materials, and you can tell they are good things when you touch them. They are not comparable to the coarse old cloth woven on our own spinning wheel."

"And the embroidery of the rhododendrons on the handkerchief, it looks like it was made by a skilled embroiderer,"

"The life of the people outside the mountain is good, but we can't compare it in the mountain." Cui Erniang sighed.

Cui'er pursed her lips and smiled, and corrected the woman, "Mother, you are very wrong, I think the big guy's life is not good outside the mountain."

"Especially in the great famine, I see that many people sell their children and daughters. In exchange for a bucket and a half liter of rice, they do many absurd things, and even cause family ruin and death of their wives."

"The conditions of Sister Qing'er's house are among the best in ten miles and eight villages, and they are also the best in a hundred. Because Sister Qing'er is in business, there are restaurants in the town, the county seat, and Qing'an County."

Cui'er's mother nodded again and again, "Then our family is really lucky, this family is well-connected, you should cherish your blessings, follow your sister Qing'er well, please her, and hope that she will find you a good husband's family in the future. Parents will feel at ease then."

Tweety's face turned red when she mentioned her in-law's family.

"Mom, I'm only 14 years old. You asked me to learn more from Sister Qing'er, which is not bad. It's still too early to talk about those things."

Cui Erniang was stunned for a moment, and then changed her words: "Yes, yes, learn more skills."

There is no rush for the rest, the time has come, and it will happen naturally.

Cui Erniang seemed to have seen the near future, when her daughter married a good man outside the mountain, and then she and her husband sent their father-in-law back to the west, and they could pack up and move to the outside of the mountain to enjoy a few years of happiness.

"By the way, Cui'er, have you seen Da'an and your brother-in-law during the month or so outside the mountain?"

Tweety shook her head, "They have been busy with important affairs outside and haven't come back."

Cui'er's mother said: "I haven't seen Qing'er's husband-in-law. Your father went to Changping Village twice, and every time he happened to be away."

"However, I heard that he is a great general. He must be very dignified to lead troops to fight."

"When he comes back, you have to be careful. There is a saying that a scholar can't explain why he meets a soldier. Most likely he is a very vicious barbarian. Don't get into trouble."

Tweety nodded seriously.

Cui'er's mother continued: "Your cousin Da'an, your father has met. He is a scholar. He is polite. I heard that he is easy to get along with. He is kind to the elders. Father Cui'er, is that right?"

The man sitting on the side nodded when he heard the words, "Yes, although he is the number one scholar, he is very polite to us elders and relatives, and he is not arrogant at all."

(End of this chapter)