Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 381 Please respect my privacy (three more)

"What did your father just say? What's wrong with you and Wang Cai? Why can't I understand it?"

Tan asked.

Yang Huamei pouted, but her face was aggrieved.

"What? Dad is talking nonsense."

Yang Huamei said.

However, those eyes that were obviously dodging could not escape Tan's eyes.

Tan's heart tightened.

"Meier, tell your mother honestly, what's wrong with you and Wang Cai?" Tan asked.

Yang Huamei was forced to do nothing.

He faltered and said: "It's nothing, there's something delicious, I'll eat half of it and share half of it."

"I was afraid that it would be cold at night, so I carried it to the bed and slept together..."

The prosperous little bird is fun.

It can also be lengthened or shortened by itself!

Tan looked at his daughter, and the old lady's face was full of worry.

The frustrating day is finally over.

For the next few days, everyone stopped.

Recuperate the wounded, recuperate the sick.

Without Wang Cai, chasing cats and chasing chickens, the front yard is much quieter.

This quiet day lasted until the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month.

On the sixth night of the first lunar month, Yang Huazhou came to the third room in the backyard to talk.

"On the seventh day of the first day of tomorrow, my father gave me five hundred pennies to take Suyun to town to get some new clothes."

In the room, Yang Huazhou held a tea bowl and said happily.

On the eighth day of the first lunar month, he was about to get married, and the man was in high spirits these days, smiling when he went in and out.

If it weren't for the crying sixth sister Yang Huamei, Yang Huazhou would want to sing loudly.

Hearing Yang Huazhou's words, Yang Huazhong and the Sun couple were very happy.

Yang Huazhong said to Yang Huazhou, "Will five hundred pennies be enough? Or should I sponsor you more, third brother?"

Yang Huazhou shook his head again and again.

"enough!"

"Dad sold an acre of second-class paddy fields this time, and got four taels of silver."

"Thirty taels of silver are paid for the lottery, and one tael of silver is left for the banquet."

"Five hundred pennies is extra money for new clothes!"

Yang Huazhou reported the number in detail.

Yang Ruoqing on the side nodded secretly.

Lao Yangtou did all this, although he also wanted a bowl of water to be level.

But more, it is because he is concerned about the face of his old Yang family.

To die is to face and suffer.

The son's marriage is something that parents should worry about.

Weddings, wedding banquets are shabby, afraid that people will poke the spine.

Over there, Yang Huazhou continued: "I heard from my father that when Suyun enters the door, the old Mu family will send a matchmaker to formally propose marriage."

Yang Huazhong asked, "Meier's affairs haven't been settled yet. Is Lan'er's marriage going to be set in advance?"

Yang Huazhou said in a low voice: "Mei Er has burned Wang Shuanzi like that, so the marriage is [-]% yellow."

"The old Wang family hasn't made a statement for a long time, and my parents won't mention this marriage anymore. I'm afraid both sides don't have that kind of mind." He said.

Yang Huazhong and the Sun family stopped asking.

Because I'm thinking about going to town tomorrow to get new clothes.

Yang Huazhou sat for a while, then got up and went back to the house.

Sun fetched water there to wash Yang Huazhong's feet.

Yang Ruoqing brought hot water and urged Daan to wash his feet.

All night, adults chat and talk here.

Daan sat there alone, lying on the table writing and drawing.

"Drawing all night, should you take a break?"

Yang Ruoqing urged with a smile.

Seeing her walking towards this side, Da An's expression tightened.

He quickly raised his hand to cover the paper.

"Yo? Why aren't people watching?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Da An blushed and said nothing.

This aroused Yang Ruoqing's curiosity even more.

"The ugly daughter-in-law also has to see her in-laws, hurry up, bring it here and I'll see what you've drawn!"

This time, Da An not only did not offer it with both hands.

Instead, he folded the pieces of paper and tucked them into the cuff of his shirt.

"Sister, this is my secret, you can't read it," he said.

"Stinky boy, I'm your sister!"

"Sister can't either, I'm an older child now, and I have my own privacy!"

"Please respect my privacy, sister!"

Take a look at Daan's serious appearance.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

"Stinky boy, you haven't been taught yet, so you speak so sour?"

"Get it, I won't force you."

She smiled and pointed to the hot water tub coming from the bottom: "Come here and wash your stinky feet well, and go to bed!"

……

After breakfast, Mr. Sun washed the pot and the dishes.

Yang Ruoqing went to feed the pigs and shoveled the pigsty.

When they returned to the house, Mrs. Sun and Yang Huazhong were sitting at the table cutting window paper.

This is a stack of red paper that Yang Huazhou sent over last night.

I want Sun to help cut out the word 'hi' and paste it in the wedding room.

"Ah, mother, your hands are so clever, this happy character is so beautifully cut!"

Yang Ruoqing washed her hands, walked to the table and picked up one from the dustbin to enjoy.

Paper-cutting is a hollowing-out art spread among the people.

Mainly visually, it gives people a feeling of air and artistic enjoyment.

It embodies people's yearning for a better life.

At the same time, it is also a technical activity.

In the modern era dominated by technology and information, these handed down folk arts are coming to an end day by day.

At this moment, Yang Ruoqing twisted the delicate paper-cut in her hand, full of emotion.

Over there, Mr. Sun smiled, while neatly controlling the scissors in his hand.

Side said: "This is the craft that your grandma passed on to me and your aunt."

"Once upon a time in Sunjiagou, people in the village used to buy red paper for major events and festivals and let us help cut it!" Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded secretly.

I flipped through the other paper-cuts in the dustbin.

There are quite a few of them.

In addition to the red double happiness characters, there are also patterns of flowers, birds, insects and fish.

The dense round flowers are festive and auspicious.

The chubby little boy is holding a plump carp in his arms, which means good fortune and many children.

In addition, there is a golden rooster to announce the dawn, and a magpie to climb the branch...

Lifelike and vivid.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing dazzled.

Yang Huazhong helped the Sun family by the side.

The man glanced at Yang Ruoqing's envious look and couldn't help but smile.

His tone was proud: "Paper-cutting is a test of hand skills. There are many people who can cut paper in eight villages."

"It's possible that your mother is so good, and there are so many patterns, I really can't pick a few!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes were sparkling.

"Mother, why didn't you tell me earlier that you have this craft?" she asked.

Sun was stunned.

"What's there to say? It's like sewing clothes with shoes. This thing can't be eaten." Sun said disapprovingly.

Yang Ruoqing picked up the paper-cut in her hand: "Why can't you eat it as a meal? Such a beautiful paper-cut, if you sell it in the town, you will definitely be able to sell it for money!"

"Especially now that it's the twelfth lunar month, and everyone who is married and married is rushing now."

"If we sell this beautiful paper-cut, we will definitely sell it!"

What's more, this red paper is not expensive and the cost is low.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Sun shi temporarily put down the scissors and looked at Yang Huazhong.

After getting his encouraging look, Mrs Sun said a little embarrassedly: "Qing'er, can this paper-cut really be exchanged for money?"

(End of this chapter)