The eldest married as a merchant's wife

Chapter 53 Three yen is good (1)
People in Fucheng are superstitious and talk about old rituals. In March, June and July, they don't mention marriage or get married. The first two months are "white water, unlucky".

At that time, to propose marriage, it was necessary to write the woman's date of birth on the red paper, "Kun Zao was born at a certain time on a certain day and month in a certain year", and transferred it to the man's home as a matchmaker in Geng Tie.The man puts the Geng Tie under the censer on the ancestral table for three days. If there is no disease or disaster in the family within three days, and no pots and bowls are broken, it is called "Yuanhao".

Then ask a fortune teller to determine whether the two people's fortunes are compatible. If so, the uncle of the man's family will come to the woman's house with a red basket and a red basket, and put the red basket on the altar of the woman's house. This is called "marriage".After the marriage, it is formally engaged, engaged and married.

Because Mrs. Mei rarely comes back once a year, the Mei family wanted to complete the marriage within five months, so many repetitive trivialities were combined together.

In the open area of ​​the green and red wine shop, there are cloth, incense candles, rock sugar, thread noodles, persimmon cakes, pork leg meat, peanut candy, bracelets and jewelry... the newly picked bride price and dowry are in twelve colors.Red paper was pasted on the cage pole and shoulder pole that carried the betrothal gift, and the bearer was a distant uncle of the Mei family.Old Guan Fu didn't say anything. After all, he was a small householder, so it's not easy to ask him, Mr. Mei, his uncle, to bring things.

Everything is complete, only a pair of marriage certificates are missing.

The sun rises early in the Dragon Boat Festival, and the rooster is already hanging yellow in the sky before it crows.The narrow patio is shady and cool. Xiuhe is wrapping rice dumplings by the water platform. The fresh reed leaves give off a refreshing fragrance. She rolls the leaves into a four-cornered diamond shape and pours rice beans into them spoonful by spoonful. .The zongzi she makes are in good shape and come in many styles, and she makes them very carefully. Her fine eyelashes cover her eyes with a hint of contemplation, and she can't guess her mood.

Old Guan Fu watched from the bamboo chair, feeling a little bit reluctant in his heart.

Ziqing doesn't like to talk, and Guan Fu never asks her about the past.Ziqing silently seemed to be fighting for his breath, and she was reluctant to let her daughter be inferior to anyone else in all aspects.This girl was pampered and protected by her mother since she was a child, and she didn't even wash the dishes. When Shang Ziqing left at the age of 12, she ran to the grave and sat there all afternoon, only after sunset did she appear with swollen eyes and pretended to be nonchalant.Later, she didn't cry any more, and the house took care of her.

Lao Guanfu lived a rough life and didn't remember any days.Making rice cakes during the Spring Festival, eating green balls during the Qingming Festival, making zongzi during the Dragon Boat Festival, and mixing distiller's grains in Lixia... These years, Xiuhe has been in charge of everything during the festivals.This girl has always kept her thoughts in her heart.

Old Guan Fu was smoking his pipe, looked at Xiuhe's hands stained with rice grains, and asked, "Is it really decided? Although the Mei family's dowry has been paid, the marriage letter has not yet come. If you don't want to marry, I will give you all these things." It goes back."

While talking, he looked at Xiuhe's expression.

The newly brewed wine is sealed tightly with mud in the jars in the corner, and placed in rows, the aroma cannot be concealed.Ever since the Mei family decided to marry her, Aunt Mei, who married into the Lin family, ordered Father's wine. Red yeast rice and glutinous rice didn't have to be bought by herself.My brother was also promoted to a higher level in the porcelain kiln and became a supervisor.

Lao Guanfu regards wine as his life, and looks at wine like he looks at his own children. His lifelong wish is to have his own winery, not such a small winery.Call the son back again, marry a daughter-in-law in Anfen, and the father and son will run the winery.

Xiuhe said: "I've sent you all here, what are you going to do if you retire? Dad started looking for a husband's family for me with great fanfare, isn't it just to force the second young master Mei to marry me? Now let's talk about retiring."

Hey, you girl, you are more thoughtful than a needle.

(End of this chapter)