Chapter 380 Please respect my privacy (third update)
"What did your father mean by what he said just now? What's going on between you and Wangcai? Why can't I understand?"
Tan Shi asked.
Yang Huamei pouted, but she looked aggrieved.
"What? Dad is talking nonsense."
Yang Huamei said.
However, that obviously evasive look could not escape Tan's eyes.
Tan's heart tightened.
"Mei'er, tell mother honestly, what's going on with you and Wangcai?" Ms. Tan asked.
Yang Huamei was forced to do nothing.
He hesitated and said: "It's nothing. If there is something delicious, I will eat half and share it with him."
"I was afraid that it would be cold at night, so I would put it in the bed and sleep together... …”
The little bird of prosperity is so fun.
You can also make it longer or shorter by yourself!
Ms. Tan looked at her daughter, the old lady had a worried look on her face.
The torturous day is finally over.
In the next few days, everyone stopped.
Recuperate when you need to recuperate, and recuperate when you need to recuperate.
Without Wangcai chasing cats and chickens, the front yard is much quieter.
This kind of quiet day lasted until the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month.
On the night of the sixth day of the lunar month, Yang Huazhou came to the third room in the backyard to talk to him.
"Tomorrow is the seventh day of the Lunar New Year. My father gave me five hundred coins and asked me to take Suyun to the town to buy some new clothes."
In the room, Yang Huazhou was holding a tea bowl and was very happy. The way.
We are getting married on the eighth day of the lunar month. The man has been in high spirits these past few days, smiling every time he comes in and out.
If it weren't for the crying sixth sister Yang Huamei who lived across the street, Yang Huazhou would have wanted to sing loudly.
Hearing Yang Huazhou's words, Yang Huazhong and Sun's couple were very happy.
Yang Huazhong said to Yang Huazhou: "Is five hundred coins enough? Third brother, how about I sponsor you some more?"
Yang Huazhou shook his head repeatedly.
“That’s enough!”
“This time, dad sold one acre of second-grade paddy field and got four taels of silver.”
"Three taels of silver have been paid, and one tael of silver is left to buy a banquet."
"Five hundred taels of silver is extra money for new clothes!"
Yang Huazhou reported the amount in detail Again.
Yang Ruoqing on the side nodded secretly.
Lao Yangtou did all this, although he also wanted a bowl of water to be flat.
But more importantly, it was because he was worried about the face of his old Yang family.
To save face and suffer hardship.
The marriage of a son is something that parents should worry about.
Weddings and wedding banquets are too shabby, and I’m afraid of people poking my spine.
Over there, Yang Huazhou continued: "I heard from dad that when Suyun comes in, Lao Mu's family will send a matchmaker to formally propose marriage."
Yang Huazhong asked: "Mei'er's affairs haven't been settled yet, will Lan'er's marriage be decided in advance?"
Yang Huazhou whispered: "Mei'er has permed Wang Shuanzi like that, what about the marriage?" "It's probably a scam."
"Lao Wang's family hasn't expressed its position yet, and my parents won't mention the marriage anymore. I'm afraid neither party is interested in it anymore," he said.
Yang Huazhong and Sun stopped asking.
Because I am thinking about going to town to buy new clothes tomorrow.
Yang Huazhou sat for a while and then got up and went back to the house.
Sun was there to fetch water and wash Yang Huazhong’s feet.
Yang Ruoqing brought hot water and urged Daan to wash his feet.
The whole night, the adults chatted here.
Daan was sitting there alone, lying on the table writing and drawing.
"You've been painting all night, should you take a rest?"
Yang Ruoqing urged with a smile.
Seeing her walking this way, Daan tensed up.
I quickly raised my hand to cover the paper.
"Oh? Why don't you show it to others?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.
Daan blushed and remained silent.
This aroused Yang Ruoqing's curiosity even more. "An ugly daughter-in-law must also meet her parents-in-law. Come on, bring it here and let me see what you have drawn!"
This time, Daan not only did not offer it with both hands.
Instead, he folded the pieces of paper and stuffed them into his sleeves.
"Sister, this is my secret, you can't read it," he said.
"Bad boy, I am your sister!"
"Not even sister, I am an older child now and have my own privacy!"
"Sister, please respect it. My privacy!”
Look at Daan’s serious look.
Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment.
“You brat, you haven’t even learned yet, and you are so sour when you speak?”
“Yes, yes, I won’t force you anymore.”
She pointed with a smile The hot water basin coming from the bottom: "Come here and wash your smelly feet, go to bed!"
……
After breakfast, Mrs. Sun washed the pots and dishes.
Yang Ruoqing went to feed the pigs and shoveled the pig pen.
When they returned to the house, Sun and Yang Huazhong were sitting at the table cutting window paper.
This is a stack of red paper sent by Yang Huazhou last night.
I want Mrs. Sun to help me cut out the word ‘hi’ to paste in the wedding room.
"Ah, mother, your hands are so skillful. The word "hi" is cut so beautifully!"
Yang Ruoqing washed her hands, walked to the table, picked up one from the dustpan and admired it.
Paper-cutting is a hollow art popular among the people.
Mainly visually, it gives people a sense of airiness and artistic enjoyment.
It expresses people's yearning for a better life.
At the same time, this is also a technical job.
In the modern era dominated by technology and information, these folk arts that have been handed down 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, Mrs. Sun smiled while neatly controlling the scissors in her hand.
Bian said: "This is a craft passed down to me and your aunt by your grandma."
"In the past, in Sunjiagou, when people in the village held important events, they would buy red paper for us to help cut during festivals!" said Sun.
Yang Ruoqing nodded secretly.
Looked through the other paper cuts in the dustpan.
There are so many tricks.
In addition to the red double happiness characters, there are also patterns of flowers, birds, insects and fish.
The dense clusters of flowers are festive and auspicious.
The chubby little boy is holding a fat carp in his arms, which means good fortune and many children.
In addition, there are golden roosters crowing and magpies climbing branches...
Lifelike and vivid.
Yang Ruoqing was dazzled by what she saw.
Yang Huazhong was on the side helping Sun.
The man glanced at Yang Ruoqing's surprised look and couldn't help but laugh.
His tone was full of pride: "Paper-cutting is a test of your skills. There are many people in every village who can cut paper."
"Maybe I can be as good at cutting as your mother. There are so many tricks, it’s hard to choose just a few!” he said.
Yang Ruoqing’s eyes were sparkling.
"Mom, why didn't you tell me earlier that you had this craft?" she asked.
Sun was stunned for a moment.
"What's there to say? It's like using shoes to sew clothes, and it can't be used as food." Sun said disapprovingly.
Yang Ruoqing picked up the paper-cut in her hand: "Why can't we use it as food? If such a beautiful paper-cut is sold in the town, it will definitely make money!"
"Especially this one It’s already the twelfth lunar month, and people getting married and marrying off their daughters are all rushing to do it 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 what Yang Ruoqing said, Sun temporarily put down the scissors in her hand and looked at Yang Huazhong.
After receiving his encouraging look, Mrs. Sun said a little embarrassedly: "Qing'er, can your paper-cutting really be converted into money?"
(End of this chapter)
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