Zhenhua nodded, pondering what he should say to Zhang Kexiang.

Zhenhua's father eavesdropped outside the door, followed his wife's words, and said: "I'm so busy at the end of the year, where can I find the red leaves? Who will make the red leaves?

Cui Hong was annoyed, opened the door and glared and said:

"Zhao Chenghai, what do you mean? Every time you talk about Zhenhua and Kexiang, you stop you! People Kexiang must look good, have craftsmanship, be sensible and well-behaved, and be able to run a family, which point is not worthy of your son, and which point is not worthy of your poor family!? The green smoke on the ancestral grave of your old Zhao family is eight feet high, and you only met such a good daughter-in-law, are you blind, can't you see!?"

In this family, Cui Hong has always been forbearing, and her husband is in charge of all matters, even if she has any different opinions, she persuades her husband kindly.

But for the matter between her son and Zhang Kexiang, Cuihong was unusual, so tough that she was desperate, and even put on a posture of breaking the net and ending up together, aggressive.

Zhao Chenghai was shocked by his wife's momentum, took a step back, frowned, and said, "What are you talking about?

Cui Hong took a step forward: "Since you are worthy, you don't want to ask someone to propose, what are you waiting for?

Zhao Chenghai took a step back: "I said that at the end of the year, everyone is busy with the New Year, it is not suitable, and I can't find the red leaves!"

Cui Hong went further: "Didn't Wang Xiang next door say that he knew Kexiang's parents? I'm going to find Xiuzhen, let her make red leaves, and tell people about this!"

Zhao Chenghai continued to retreat: "You pull it down, Wang Xiang is now killing several pigs every day, and he is so busy that he doesn't have time to fart, how can he have time to make red leaves for your family?"

Cui Hong glared: "Don't worry about it, I'll say it!"

Zhao Chenghai retreated to the table of the Eight Immortals in the hall, frowned and said: "The New Year is only ten days away, what are you doing in a hurry? People say that the end of the year is the end of the year, and everything is not appropriate." It's a big deal for a child to get married, wouldn't it be better to talk about it after the New Year?"

"I just can't wait, I'm going to settle this matter at the end of the year!" Cui Hong glared at her husband, shook her hand out of the door angrily, and turned back and said, "You guys have dinner first, I'll go to Xiuzhen and ask her to make red leaves!"

Zhao Chenghai sneered: "I said that people are not available, but they are not available, if you say this at the end of the year, I will cut off your head!"

Zhenhua looked at his father and stopped talking.

He knew that his father was dissatisfied with Zhang Kexiang, but he didn't know how to explain it, how to eliminate his father's prejudice against Zhang Kexiang.

Zhao Chenghai lit a cigarette and smiled at his son:

"I also know that your mother is in a hurry, and I have no objection to you and the little tailor. However, at the end of the year, there is really no one to make autumn leaves. Wait and see, Lao Tzu is Zhuge Liang, clever and clever, your mother is coming back soon!"

Zhenhua heard that his father was relieved, and he was also a little relieved, and nodded: "It's really not good, just after the New Year, Zhang Kexiang is there...... I told her. ”

Zhao Chenghai shook his head again: "I think, you should talk about it after the year, just these ten days, can you wait?"

Zhenhua was not good at acting too positively, so he had to nod, but he had other arrangements in his heart.

Between Zhang Kexiang and Zhang Kexiang, if you want to say anything, Zhenhua can cut it first and then play, or even cut it without playing it, without the approval of his father.

The nod just now was just to give Dad a face.

The footsteps sounded, Cui Hong came back with a straight face, and when she entered the house, she glared at her husband Zhao Chenghai.

Zhao Chenghai was triumphant, grinning and said, "How is it, Wang Xiang and his wife, there is no time at the end of the year, right?"

When Zhenhua saw his mother's face, he knew the result, and said, "Mom, let's talk about it after the New Year, and I'm not in a hurry in the next few days." ”

Cui Hong sat down angrily and said, "I'll go find the old master and let the old master make red leaves! No matter what, I will settle this matter at the end of the year!"

"Pull it down. Zhao Chenghai laughed even more and said: "I have never heard of the old master saying that the matchmaker is a guarantee, if you can ask the old master to make red leaves, I will kowtow to you three times!"

"I just want Kexiang to be our daughter-in-law, what do you want you to kowtow to me? If you kowtow to me, I will be immortal and become an immortal?" Cui Hong glared, turned around and went to cook under the stove.

Zhao Chenghai smiled, squatted at the door and smoked.

Qi Lei came from the east end of the village, and shouted from afar: "Zhao Zhenhua, you puppet, didn't you say that you wrote me the right door today, why don't you see your shadow now!?"

Zhenhua walked out of the door, squinted his eyes and said, "What's the ghost called? I wrote for a day, and I didn't have time to go out." You send me the paper, and I'll write it for you!"

Cui Hong was overjoyed when she heard Qi Lei's voice, trotted out from under the stove, greeted Qi Lei and said, "Qi Lei, you came just in time, have you eaten?" Accompany me to Da Yao Zhuang to find the old master!"

Ask someone to make red leaves, it is not good to take your son with you, I am afraid that my son will be embarrassed.

Qi Lei didn't understand what Cui Hong meant, and asked, "Auntie, it's so late, what are you doing with the old master?"

"Ask the old master to make red leaves, go to Kexiang's house, and propose to Zhenhua! Auntie is worried that the old master will not be moved, you can help me intercede on the side!" Cui Hong said.

Qi Lei laughed: "Okay, okay, of course I have to worry about Zhenhua's affairs, the sooner he gets married, the sooner I feel at ease!"

Zhao Chenghai listened to it on the side, his face twitched, and he felt very uncomfortable - Qi Lei said this, as if he was Zhenhua's father!

Cui Hong took off her apron, fluttered the dust on her body, lifted the two bottles of wine that Qi Lei sent yesterday, took two packs of cigarettes, and went out with Qi Lei.

Zhao Chenghai rolled his eyes in anger, but it was difficult to stop him.

Qi Lei smiled, turned around and waved at Zhenhua: "Zhenhua, don't worry, wait for my good news with peace of mind!"

When Cui Hong took Qi Lei to the old master's house in Da Yaozhuang, the old master had already eaten dinner and was sitting at the table drinking tea.

"Old master, you've eaten it at the old man's house. Cui Hong smiled, put the two bottles of wine in her hand on the table, and said, "These two bottles of wine were given to the old master by Cheng Hai." ”

The old master had already stood up and said in surprise: "No merit, Cui Hong, why did Cheng Hai ask you to bring me wine?"

Qi Lei said directly: "Old master, my Aunt Cuihong asked you to be a matchmaker and propose marriage to his son Zhenhua! ”