"We still have dozens of tables of guests in our house, all waiting to bring the bride home, and if you have something to say until the evening, okay?"

He rubbed his hands together uneasily, his expression reserved. Look.Mao.Line.Chinese.Text.Net

Han Man stopped, stared at his wincing eyes, and said word by word: "I am me, grandmother is grandmother, she can't make decisions for me, as for who to marry, I have the final say!"

With that, he snatched the shoes from his hands.

She sat on the ground and quickly ran away when she put it on.

Looking at Han Man's departing figure, Xi Po was so anxious that she stomped her feet not far away, "Why did you let her run away? ”

"When she came back from the city, how could she have her own opinions like a countryman. His eyes looked at the beautiful woman's shadow far-reaching, and a trace of bitterness rose to the corners of his lips.

Fang Po leaned against the door and watched the suona sound go away, the person gradually disappeared, she felt melancholy in her heart, and shook her head, today she was not going to participate in a play designed by herself, and suddenly looked at the door before going out.

She was stunned for a while, and she didn't know when Han Man came back in embarrassment, with traces of struggle all over her body.

Angry, he walked into the room without saying a word, closed the door tightly, and when he came to the door and wanted to raise his hand, he put it down uneasily, and he couldn't rest assured.

Leaning against the door frame, listening intently, there was a slight sound of my granddaughter's low sobbing inside, and there was a trace of uneasiness in my heart.

Knocking on the door, she said loudly: "I know you hate me, but you may not sail to the west tomorrow, but you, alone, innocent and romantic, grandmother only hopes that you have a good home." Zhang Fugui is a real person, half a newcomer.

The whole village is most in tune with you, admires you, and repeatedly assures you that she will give you happiness, and your grandmother is not greedy for his bride price, but only hopes to marry a good family, forget the original things, and live a life of peace and joy. Look.Mao.Line.Chinese.Text.Net"

The sound of crying suddenly stopped, Han Man quickly opened the door, her eyes were red and swollen, she turned around and wiped her tears, and said in a hoarse voice: "But if it wasn't for my own will, I would never get married." ”

Her face was mottled with tears, and she still had a peaceful smile, she had forgiven, and she still felt melancholy. Fang Po asked tentatively, "Is it that you still have expectations?"

Looking nervously at Han Man, the smile on her lips was bleak, looking at the misty sky in the distance, the past had been buried in the city, and now it was her home.

Fang Po held a basket full of incense candles and paper money, shook her head and sighed as she walked: "I originally wanted to report good news to them, for you to be able to marry a wishful husband, grandmother did her best! ”

The figure that left alone stung Han Man's eyes, she bit her lips tightly and stopped talking, and the house was quiet, and the sound of soft footsteps was faintly heard.

She raised her eyes in a panic, only to see Fugui standing at the door in a restrained manner, taking off a festive red robe, bowing her head, like a child who had done something wrong, and whispered: "I'm sorry, I thought I agreed." ”

Rubbing his forehead and waving his hand, he knew that everything was Fang Po's idea. According to the rich personality, it will not be difficult for others.

Will you forgive me on his terms?"

He was extremely happy, but Han Man raised his eyes, looked at his eyes fixedly, and said softly, "We've only known each other for a few days, why do you like me?"

With a strange look in his eyes, he boldly stepped into the room and shook his head, "I don't know, maybe from Fang Po's mouth, I have your outline in my mind."

At that time, I thought that if I could be with you for the rest of my life, it would be the happiest thing in the world. You are kind and intelligent, and no one can match you in my head.

I know that I am not good and outstanding enough, and I am only rustic compared to the men in the city, but I am willing to impress you with sincerity. ”

If it was further, she would definitely be moved, but she had experienced too many things recently, and said lightly: "Thank you for your attention to me, we are not suitable." ”

I just hope he doesn't waste his time on it, it's not worth it.

"No, I believe in you, and I believe in myself more. ”

She took out a bag from the door, and inside was a big fat chicken with its feet tied, clucking and clucking, which seemed funny at this dull time, but she couldn't laugh.

There were two noises outside, and a yellow dog was poking his brain at the door.

"Rhubarb!" Fugui shouted at the door, and it immediately rushed out.

Rhubarb is tall and large, with yellow fur, and sticks out his tongue loyally to the side, and looks fierce with his teeth bared.

She stood up unconsciously.

"Sit down. He commanded.

Rhubarb immediately obediently landed on his hind legs and squatted down.

Han Man stroked his heart.

"Rhubarb is the most well-behaved, he will never murder his own people, if someone with bad intentions approaches, he will immediately pounce bravely, and let it follow you in the future, protecting you and Fang Po. ”

The countryside was unusually calm, she only felt that it was unnecessary, but Fugui insisted, squatted down and stroked its smooth hair, and sighed: "It has been with me for five years, like a relative."

If it were someone else, I would naturally be reluctant, but you are an exception, so you should apologize for today's recklessness and leave her behind, okay?"

The gaze is clear, like the stars in the night sky.

While he was groaning, he turned and walked away.

"Wang. Rhubarb stood in place, barking twice at the back of the original owner, and watched the person walk away.

She rarely has a dog, and in the past, there was a dog at home, which was taken care of by Lu's mother, tall and big, walking around from time to time, hesitating to return it.

When Fang Po returned, she saw Rhubarb immediately around her legs, flicking her tail and sprinkling joy. She immediately understood, threw over the two pieces of meat, and glanced at Han Man secretly.

While smoothing its hair, he pretended to be casual and said: "Fugui is a good young man, he didn't know it, and he specially came to the door to apologize, and the one who should come to apologize the most is the old woman!"

When she returned, her eyes were red and swollen, so she first went to wash her face and kept wiping her eyes.

Han Man's heart was sad for a while, and he pursed his lips tightly, and after a long time, Mrs. Fang spoke, "Fugui, this kid is really careful, you have lost weight recently, I will stew chicken for you." ”

I found several kinds of Chinese medicines, all of which were stuffed into the belly of the chicken, and the strong smell of bitter medicine suddenly filled the room, looking at her busy back, but I couldn't take my eyes off.

Looking from the room, I saw her walking back and forth in the hall, no matter what, the two of them were dependent on each other.

I didn't feel as intimate as before, and I consciously separated at night.

She tossed and turned, and when she wanted to speak, there was no one around her, only the moonlight quietly spilling into the room, refreshing and cool.

Holding the quilt and looking at the bright moon outside the window, imagining that I also slept here ten years ago, it is difficult to remember the mood at that time.