Chapter 317 A Perfect Couple (fourth update)
But Mu Zichuan shook his head with an indifferent expression, turned around and left the room.
There are two great joys in life since ancient times.
On the night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber, when the gold medal is named.
I, Muzichuan, will definitely win the gold list.
In the bridal chamber, if it is not the person I want, the title of 'the married wife' would rather remain empty than fill it up!
Looking at her son’s resolute departure, Widow Liu was so angry that she almost fainted.
The Song family on the side just sighed and came over to persuade.
"Zichuan is too stubborn. In the afternoon, Yang Laoer asked someone to send a good letter, agreeing to the marriage."
"If you change your words now, you will be in even greater trouble! ”
Mrs. Song's face was full of worry.
Widow Liu took a breath and revealed a trace of determination in her eyes.
"I gave birth to Zichuan. I will definitely have a way to make him obey!"
"What way?" Mrs. Song asked.
Widow Liu did not.
"Mom, I'm a little hungry. Go to the kitchen and help me cook some millet porridge."
"Okay."
Song sighed and left the house.
Here, Mrs. Liu got off the bed, moved a stool and placed it under the beam.
Take out the belt from your waist and throw it over the belt, tie it into a knot, lean forward and put your head into the condom.
Kick your feet hard...
"Clang!"
As soon as Mrs. Song walked under the window outside, she heard the sound of a stool falling to the ground from inside.
Mr. Song secretly thought something was wrong and ran towards the house with her little feet. She was so frightened that she immediately collapsed to the ground.
“Zichuan, Zichuan...”
Song's shout shocked Mu Zichuan who was studying in the west room opposite.
Mu Zichuan rushed into the east room and saw his mother hanging on the beam.
His legs weakened and he almost fell down.
“Mother!”
Mu Zichuan stumbled over, picked up Widow Liu, and laid her flat on the bed.
Mrs. Song came over, pinched her and poured hot tea.
Finally, Widow Liu was dragged back from the gate of hell.
"Third daughter, why are you so stupid? You want me to send someone with white hair to someone with black hair..."
Ms. Song lay on Widow Liu's body and howled loudly. stand up.
Widow Liu lay there, staring blankly at the tent ceiling.
Mrs. Song cried for a while, and then beat Muzichuan next to her hard.
“Filial piety comes first, everything your mother does is for you!”
“Can’t you fulfill her wish?”
“No more Mom, what’s the point of winning the first prize in the future?”
Mu Zichuan almost collapsed.
He knelt down with a bang and burst into tears.
"Mom, as long as you are good, your son will do whatever you ask him to do..."
...
Early in the morning, Yang Ruoqing crawled out of bed Get up and help Sun make breakfast.
Today is the winter solstice.
The winter solstice is as big as the new year.
According to the custom in Changping Village, on the winter solstice, one has to go up the mountain to worship ancestors and burn incense.
You also have to give gifts of food to the elders, relatives and friends at home.
The food is different in every place.
This area of Changping Village is famous for dumplings.
The mother and daughter came to the kitchen, and Mrs. Sun kneaded the dough and rolled out the dumpling wrappers.
Yang Ruoqing was busy chopping meat fillings.
The meat was brought back from town yesterday.
She bought three kilograms of pork belly with skin and planned to serve it with leeks and dried tofu.
Make a sufficient meal of dumplings and have a good ‘fat winter’.
"Your grandma will give you a bowl, Chang Geng and Daniu's family will each have a bowl, and Tangyazi's family will have a bowl..."
Sun was kneading the dough while thinking about it with Yang Ruoqing. Yang Ruoqing nodded while chopping vegetables.
In the kitchen, the rhythmic sound of chopping vegetables is like a piece of music...
In the kitchen of Old Yang’s family in the front yard.
Under Tan's supervision, the three daughters-in-law, Jin, Yang and Liu, were also busy in the kitchen.
Mr. Yang kneaded the dough, Mr. Liu minced the meat, and Mr. Jin was in charge of the stove.
Ms. Liu was chopping meat and talking to Mrs. Yang.
"Second sister-in-law, I heard from matchmaker Zhou that after the winter solstice, she will send Zichuan to come to our house to recognize the bride!"
"Oh my, this marriage is about to happen. Once we recognize him, he will be the future son-in-law of our old Yang family."
"As an aunt, my face will be gleaming when I walk out!" Mrs. Liu said.
"That's right, Zichuan is talented and Lan'er is handsome. They are a perfect match!"
Ms. Yang said with a smile, and the hand that kneaded the dough was even better. Energetic.
Mr. Liu asked again: "I heard from the fourth child that when Lan'er was born, the azaleas behind our village were all in bloom."
"They also said that when Lan'er came to our village, A divine fortune teller has told Lan'er what is the best auspicious fate?"
Mrs. Liu inquired.
When it comes to this matter, Yang is even more proud.
“That year, all the girls in the village sent their birth dates to be calculated, and Lan’er’s life was the best!”
“It is said that Lan’er’s destiny is to be rich and noble. The husband you married is not an ordinary person!”
“Oh, that’s right,” Mrs. Liu said with a smile.
"Zichuan is the only scholar in our village. If he wins the first prize in the future, won't we, Lan'er, be the first lady?"
Mrs. Liu clicked her tongue and said: "It's so rich!"
< br>Yang Shide Lifting her chin with interest: "These things are all destined by fate."
"Fat girl is destined to not marry Zichuan. It's going round and round, Zichuan and Lan'er It’s still a perfect match!” Yang said.
Liu nodded in agreement.
"Did you, fat girl, think about your birth date?" Ms. Liu asked again.
Ms. Yang curled her lips: "Forget it!"
"What's the result?"
"I don't know, I have to ask my mother, then the fortune teller will tell me That said, my three siblings and I don’t know.” Yang said.
Ms. Liu then turned his attention to Mr. Tan who was standing by the pot.
"Mom, what did the fortune teller say about Fat Ya?" Ms. Liu asked curiously.
But Mr. Tan gave Mr. Liu a fierce look.
“Why do you care so much? I’ll chop off your meat!”
“Mom, this is pork, not my meat. It’s unlucky to speak during the Winter Solstice. ..."
"Bah!"
Tan spat at Liu.
"If you are asked to make dumplings, just make them well. There is so much nonsense and spittle is flying everywhere, how can you eat these dumplings?"
The Yang family and the Liu family all closed their mouths and buried themselves. He lowered his head.
Tan gave a few more instructions, turned around and went back to her house.
As soon as Tan turned around, the kitchen was chattering again.
Over there, Mrs. Tan ducked into her room, turned around and closed the door.
Took out the key, opened the drawer of the dresser, and rummaged through it.
Lao Yangtou was sitting there smoking a dry cigarette and glanced at Mr. Tan here.
"What are you looking for?" he asked.
Tan said without raising his head: "The old almanac of ten thousand years."
"Ah? What?" Old Yangtou asked again.
Ms. Tan remained silent and continued searching. Soon she found several pieces of yellowed paper.
The paper was damp and yellowed, and there were still a few vague words on it.
"Daddy Mei'er, take a look at the names written on these two pieces of paper."
Tan passed the two pieces of paper to Old Yangtou.
Old Yangtou then squinted his eyes and said: "It's so wet that I can't even read half of the word clearly. What on earth is this?"
Tan frowned and said: "Isn't our village here at that time?" I'm a magic fortune teller. I got the birth dates of Mei'er, Lan'er, and Fat Ya to be approved. "
"The fortune teller said that one of the girls from our old Yang family is going to be a great one."
"I asked which one it was? Don’t reveal it!”
(End of this chapter)