Splendid peasant girl busy farming

That's why the girl is raised under my nose, more or less, there will be a little bit of affection.

If it were someone like Liu Dazhu, who had never raised her before, the relationship would definitely be even thinner. This married girl might take this opportunity to make a lion bite a fortune and keep her eating and drinking!

"I hope he's not that kind of person." Yang Ruoqing said.

"If he really dares to do that, it's impossible for the fourth uncle and the fourth aunt to agree. He can't make a fortune, and he can't influence the marriage."

Yang Ruoqing continued, although her tone was calm, her attitude was very firm.

why?
Because Liu Dazhu was most afraid of his fat woman who weighed two hundred pounds.

And Yang Ruoqing had already bought the fat lady with money, otherwise, the fat lady would not have let Liu Dazhu come here to discuss marriage.

Even, because she was motivated by money, the fat woman herself went to Jijia Village to settle Liu Dazhu's brother and sister-in-law, that is, Jin Chuan's uncle.

Hearing that Yang Ruoqing said so confidently, Wang Cuilian felt relieved.

"I guess it will be difficult to get married at the end of this year, right? At the earliest, it will be the Dragon Boat Festival next year, or around the Mid-Autumn Festival." Wang Cuilian analyzed again.

Mrs. Liu also greeted Mrs. Zhou: "Her aunt, we are a woman's family, we don't drink alcohol, we eat vegetables, come here, come here, you have a piece of this pork knuckle first!"

Because this is the case in ten miles and eight villages, from getting married to getting married, there are still a lot of etiquette to be done in the middle, and the time is drawn up, and it takes nearly a year from the beginning to the end.

Candlelight is warm in color and fills the main room. On such an early winter night, the family closes the door to eat hot dumplings, teases the children, and chats with each other. It feels like life is passing slowly, like a trickling stream, and it is also very slow. Warm heart.

And the rest of Lao Yang's family are used to him like this, so no one will ask him to take it off for dinner, because Yang Yongjin will bring him a bowl of food to his house later.

As for Liu Jinchuan's uncle and aunt, it was a nightmare for Liu Jinchuan, a place where he could not go back even if he was killed.

Kang Xiaozi and Liu Jinchuan were deliberately arranged to sit together.

"It doesn't matter when Liu Jinchuan marries in, as long as it works, it's a good thing!" Yang Ruoqing said.

"Come on, father-in-law, fill up the wine!" Yang Huaming was very happy, because the marriage of the two families was not only successfully negotiated, but also went so smoothly that it exceeded his expectations.

Wang Cuilian went to pick up Tuan Yuanyuan, and brought Mrs. Sun along with her.

Yang Huazhong and Yang Yongjin were also chatting and laughing there, urging Zhou Shi and Liu Dazhu to eat and drink together.

Yang Ruoqing also brought the vinegar pot to the table for them to eat with vinegar.

"Auntie, you have boiled many pots of hot water. Go wash your hands and face, and rest for a while. You don't need to take care of the kitchen." Yang Ruoqing felt sorry for Wang Cuilian who had stood for so long rolling the dumpling wrappers, and later helped make dumplings together. So I want her to go back to the house to rest.

But for other families, it's different. Everyone has to follow a similar deadline to get married.

Therefore, the best destination is the fourth room of Lao Yang's family.

Therefore, Yang Huaming is very satisfied with Liu Dazhu.

When eating with the big family of the old Yang family, he basically would not take off his mask.

On such a night, Yang Yongjin also opened a separate table for the two parties who were negotiating marriage in Tianxianglou, a county town dozens of miles away.

There are two full steamed dumplings, two flavors, all steamed in a pot.

Yang Ruoqing stuffed hard wood into the stove of the cauldron, and then it took almost the effort to cook a stick of incense.

She had a feeling in her heart that the wedding period should not be too long.

In the same way, tonight he must attend such an occasion.

It wasn't completely dark outside yet, but several lamps had already been lit in the main room, making it brightly illuminated.

why?
Because Liu Dazhu, the real father, can't be counted on, and Zhou and Lao Ji are Liu Jinchuan's aunt and uncle after all, and it's not easy for the niece to live in Ji's house for a long time.

In the kitchen, Wang Cuilian and Yang Ruoqing talked about the process of picking up the children, including the Sun family.

No, everyone will have a meal together tonight, and will go back to the village tomorrow, so Yang Huaming is in a good mood, and stands up on his own initiative to pour wine for the woman's parents as the head of the man's family.

Sun's family was originally included in the dumplings at night, so there are enough dumplings, and there is a big plate for each person.

Some people may say, how can we eat without taking off the mask?

During the waiting period, the man will give gifts every year and festival.

As usual, he still wore a mask on his face, and he didn't intend to take it off at all.

Anyway, Yang Ruoqing never gets jealous when eating dumplings by herself.

Blacksmith Luo cleaned up the Eight Immortals table.

"Come, come, father-in-law, drink and drink, let's go first!" Yang Huaming picked up the wine cup and touched Liu Dazhu's wine cup.

Wang Cuilian patted her back lightly, and said, "That's fine, I'll sit down for a while, and then I'll pick up the children."

The wedding date will definitely not be too long, and boy Kang's wedding wine will be available soon.

"Your mother was going to wash the rice and make porridge, but I stopped her. We have a lot of dumplings, so let's take a bite and rest early, right?"

Just sit together for a while, and then find an excuse to leave. Later, Mrs. Liu or Yang Huaming will bring him food.

Everyone sat together, and on the large revolving round table, all kinds of delicacies were served as if they were watching the lanterns.

In the main room, Mrs. Sun washed the hands of the two little guys, and they both wrapped a handkerchief around their necks.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Yes, my father accompanied my uncle and aunt to the county seat. My father doesn't like to eat supper at night. My mother is alone, and the porridge still sticks to the pot."

Kang Xiaozi basically seldom eats with everyone, and only takes off his mask unless he is in the fourth room of their own house.

……

In a box room, the elders of both parties, as well as the couple Kang Xiaozi and Liu Jinchuan, were there.

Throughout the whole process, Liu Dazhu cooperated completely, and he didn't make things difficult at all. Regardless of what the old Yang family said, Liu Dazhu just nodded, nodded, and nodded again!

Of course, such people are in the minority. After all, the dowry prepared by Yang Yongjin for his daughter is very generous, so even if the man is asked to wait an extra year or two, the man will not lose.

I have to come over to help when the farming season is busy.

Right, so many times he can't really eat with the big guys.

When I met someone like Yang Yongjin's family before, because Xiuxiu was young when she got engaged, the family wanted to stay for two more years, so the man had to wait.

Both young men and women bowed their heads.

Liu Jinchuan blushed a little because he was shy.

At the same time, Liu Jinchuan was also nervous. From childhood to adulthood, she only sat at the table when the family had dinner together when her mother was alive.

Ever since her mother died and she and her younger brother were adopted by their uncle and aunt, she hadn't sat down to eat at the table.

They are all in the kitchen, in the firewood room, in the corner of the courtyard at the entrance...