The eldest married as a merchant's wife

Chapter 29
Yangdang Lane is located in the east of Chunxi Town. This is a secluded alley. Residents seem to have a natural smell of books. Turning in from the corner of the street, the fragrance of flowers protrudes from the front yard of each house. The bluestone pavement was also cleaned cleanly.

"Look, look, they're crawling out!" Three or five children gathered under the stone pier to watch the ants, and when they saw a pair of beautiful embroidered shoes in front of them, they couldn't help but raise their heads to look.

One of the seven-year-old girls with double husks blinked: "Sister, who are you looking for?"

"Excuse me, is there a family named Geng living here?" Xiuhe squatted down wiping her skirt, smiling and stroking the girl's neat bangs.

The girl looked Xiuhe up and down, and there was a touch of mystery in her bright eyes.

Throwing down the thin stick in his hand, he ran into a simple and simple courtyard in front of him: "Grandma, a beautiful sister has come to see us!"

"Squeak——" Suddenly, a middle-aged beautiful woman came out of the brown wooden door. She looked about 40 years old, wearing a purple-blue half-length coat with a slanted front, date-colored wide-leg skirt pants, and a pale face. She looked dignified and kind without makeup, with an indescribably elegant air.

Looking at Xiuhe with bent eyebrows, his eyes were a little probing: "Girl, who are you looking for?"

This must be Geng Wu's mother, unexpectedly she is so self-cultivated, and she doesn't become haggard because of the decline of her family.

Xiuhe saluted politely, and said softly: "Auntie is well, my name is Xiuhe, is Master Gengwu from this family? I have something to do with him."

She was standing on the steps, holding a handkerchief in her hand. An unmarried woman did not dare to enter any man's door easily.

Mrs. Geng's eyes were brightened. The third boy didn't like to get close to girls since he was a child. Now that he is [-], there is still no one around him. It is so easy to look forward to him coming back from the camp, and the girl he introduced to him is gone again. I never look directly at each other, and it is rare for a girl to come to visit.

Seeing Xiuhe's appearance, well-behaved and generous, she fell in love with her at first sight, and hurriedly opened the courtyard door happily: "Hey, hey, here you are. I just happen to be at home these few days, girl, come in and talk."

Xiuhe blessed Fushen and thanked him: "I won't go in, I just came to return him some things. Please Auntie help me give this to him. I don't know if it can still be used. I washed it last time. .”

As he spoke, he handed the handkerchief in front of Mrs. Geng.

The seven-year-old niece Lan'er was mischievous and took the handkerchief instead of her grandmother.She couldn't pick it up again, the handkerchief was lifted, and the letter signed inside fell down, she bent down to pick up the piece of paper, and the handkerchief flew into Mrs. Geng's hands.

The handkerchief was exquisitely embroidered, with an indescribable fragrance of flowers and plants. The smile on Mrs. Geng's face remained the same, but she suddenly remembered the secret that her four-year-old grandson had quietly told in her heart.The grandson said that under the third uncle's pillow was hidden a flowery apron just like his mother's. It was fragrant, and he often took it out to look at it when he was asleep.

The third boy has always been cautious and introverted, and Mrs. Geng didn't try to expose it, but seeing him working all day long except for returning home to rest at sunset, she knew that he was hiding something in his heart.

Mrs. Geng looked at Xiuhe again, and she was reluctant to tell her to go, so she wrapped the letter in a handkerchief and put it back in Xiuhe's hand: "It's rare that he has injured his foot in the past two days and is taking a rest. Since he is here, what can I say?" Let you young people speak for themselves. Why don’t you want to come to the humble house to have a sip of tea because our yard is deserted?”

The woman's hand was clean and soft, holding it inexplicably felt at ease, Xiu He looked up at Mrs. Geng's expectant eyes, and couldn't say no to it.

This is a narrow and long courtyard, the main entrance is facing the big house, there are two wing rooms on the left and right, and there is a cluster of small courtyards in the backyard, and the sound of sawing wood is being heard at this moment.

(End of this chapter)