Qian Yijin looked at Wan Dazhong with admiration and said, "Uncle Wan, your kung fu is so good, can you teach me?" I want to be as good as you. ”

Wan Dazhong said with a smile, "As long as Brother Jin wants to learn, Uncle Wan can come to teach you at any time." However, my kung fu was honed by fighting those wild creatures in the woods. Brother Jin still has to focus on his studies and learn some basic kung fu. ”

Qian Yixiu looked at Qian Yijin and Wan Dazhong, who were walking a few steps ahead, and the sunset stretched their shadows long. Qian Yijin is a little earlier, Wan Dazhong is later, even from the back, this big and small are all extraordinary, and they are all good.

Her little brother has always been so good, she already knew. But Wan Dazhong, has he really changed from a frivolous teenager to a stable man with a sense of justice and real skills?

She had heard that Wan Dazhong was good at kung fu, but she didn't expect it to be so good and so handsome. His kung fu, even among hunters, is among the best, right?

Qian Yixiu couldn't help but ask again, "Uncle Wan, do you still like to play with Fan Erhezi and them now?" ”

Qian Manxia blushed and said angrily, "Xiu'er, don't talk nonsense." ”

Wan Dazhong slowed down, and waited for Qian Yixiu to be side by side with him before he smiled, "I haven't been with them for a long time." It turned out that Uncle Wan was young, and he was forced by my father to practice martial arts and hunting every day, and he felt irritable, so he often went around with a few boys of the same age. When I grew up, I also realized my father's good intentions. If you don't have a few real kung fu in the hunter's business, you will be harmed after all. My father persecuted me for my own good. I also collected my thoughts and began to follow my father to learn martial arts and hunt. ”

It turned out that he used to be a troubled teenager who was hovering on the verge of crime because of rebellion, and then became a promising young man after he got lost. The experience was quite inspiring.

Qian Yixiu nodded and said, "Oh, then I'll rest assured......" After speaking, he realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly pretended to be pitiful, "Xiu'er is afraid of Fan Erhezi, and now she is afraid when she sees him." ”

Qian Yijin pulled his sister pitifully and said, "Sister is not afraid, in the future, my brother will follow Uncle Wan to learn martial arts, and I won't let him bully you and my mother." ”

Wan Dazhong also said, "Xiu'er, don't worry, Fan Erhezi won't dare to bully you anymore in the future." ”

Qian Yijin asked thoughtfully, "A few days ago, I saw Fan Erheizi's nose and face were swollen, and his legs were a little lame. I ran into it, and I ran away. Did Uncle Wan clean him up? ”

Wan Dazhong smiled and said nothing, which can be regarded as a default.

Out of the fork in the road, Qian Manxia cut her hair and clothes, bowed her head and said to Qian Yijin and Qian Yixiu, "Don't mention this matter when you go back, my father is not in good health, and he should be anxious when he knows." ”

The younger brother and sister also nodded yes, and cut their hair and clothes.

A few people broke up with Wan Dazhong, and they all walked out dozens of meters, Qian Yixiu looked back and saw that Wan Dazhong was still standing in place looking at them. Seeing Qian Yixiu looking back at him, he scratched his head embarrassedly and headed east.

It would not be bad if the little aunt married such a person who admired her so much and had real skills.

Qian Yixiu glanced at the little aunt with a red face, and said to Qian Yijin, "Brother, do you think Uncle Wan is a hero to save the beauty today?" ”

Before Qian Yijin could answer, Qian Manxia's face turned even redder, patted Qian Yixiu's back and said, "I'm going to die, and I'm talking nonsense." What's not beautiful, I'm ashamed. ”

Qian Yixiu said aggrievedly, "Why did my aunt beat me again." I said that Uncle Wan is a hero to save the beauty, and that beauty is talking about me and not you, what are you shy. ”

Qian Yijin couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

Qian Manxia stomped her feet and walked to the front to ignore her.

When he returned home, he really saw Wu tending to a pheasant. Wu said to Qian Manxia, who came into the kitchen to help, "Dazhong just sent it, I'll stew a few pieces and add it to your father to make up for it." ”

glanced at Qian Manxia twice, saw that her eyes were red, and thought that she must be missing Qian Manjiang and crying sadly. He sighed and said, "Your brother has gone, no matter how sad it is, it is useless, you still have to look forward." My mother thinks that Wan Dazhong is good, the person is good, has the ability, and the family is simple. Although the family is in the countryside, there are too many good ones compared to the old Yang family in the town......"

Qian Manxia blushed and lowered her head to wash the head of the knife she brought to the memorial service, which was covered with mud. Fortunately, Wu didn't see it when he lowered his head to take care of the pheasant.

Wan Dazhong came to the third room of the Qian family more diligently, and he would come for at least two days in three days. Because he not only came to Qian Sangui to "ask for martial arts", but also taught Qian Yijin to practice martial arts. He was an apprentice at night and a master at night, so dinner could only be solved at Qian's house.

Wu was happy and changed his tricks to make a good meal. Sometimes, people even invited Wan Erniu to come, saying that it was rare for him to cook at home alone.

Wan Erniu hinted that Wan Dazhong was not too young to be a hunter for a lifetime. Occasionally, you can go into the mountains to find some wild things, but the main energy is still to focus on the fields at home and take care of the crops. They had earned some silver in the north, and when they returned home, they had a lot of hunting. A few days ago, I bought more than a dozen acres of land, and in total, my family already has 20 acres of land and 15 acres of land. With so much property, it is considered a solid family in the countryside.

Hearing their arrangement, Qian Sangui and his family were secretly happy.

Even Qian Yijin whispered to Qian Yixiu, "I can see that Uncle Wan wants to be our brother-in-law." I think that he is good, has ability, has family property, and abides by etiquette, and is a decent man and gentleman. ”

Qian Yixiu also nodded involuntarily, and had to admit that Xiao Zhengtai's evaluation was very pertinent.

The little aunt doesn't need Qian Yixiu to urge her to wipe the balm, and she meticulously wipes her face and hands every day. Although the knots of the fingers are still relatively thick, the skin on the hands is much whiter and more delicate.

This morning, the little aunt and Qian Xiaoyu were going to the town to buy balsam, and Wu took an oil gourd and put it in the back basket, and asked them to bring back five catties of vegetable oil by the way. Qian Yixiu hadn't been to the town for a long time, so she went together.

Because he had no money in his hand, he asked Qian Sangui to beg for money, and Qian Sangui smiled and asked Wu to take fifty copper plates for her.

Qian Yixiu was too little, and pulled Qian Sangui's shirt and said, "I want to buy balsam for my mother, how can fifty yuan be enough." ”

Wu said, "Why not enough? I've also seen a box of balsam for twenty cents. ”

Qian Yixiu pouted, "That kind of cheap balsam that doesn't smell fragrant or smelly, how can you use it for my beautiful little mother?" ”

Wu couldn't, so he had to give her another small silver horn. I also wanted to take back the fifty copper plates, but the copper plates had already been stuffed into the purse by Qian Yixiu.

When I came to the town, I first went to the shop that sold rouge gouache. Qian Manxia and Qian Xiaoyu each picked a box of balsam and a box of rouge, balsam is 80 wen and rouge is 100 wen, both of which belong to the middle price.

Qian Yixiu directly asked for a box of the most expensive lotus balm here, which cost two hundred and fifty yuan.

The shopkeeper's distressed little face wrinkled, and said with a smile, "The workshop that makes this kind of incense shop is newly opened, and I have a relative who happens to be in it as a bookkeeper, so I took a few boxes to sell at a low price." I heard that the water lilies and clear springs of this balsam were sent into the mountains to find them, and they were not contaminated with a bit of vulgarity, which was better than the balsam in the provincial city of Luxiangzhai. It's just that it hasn't become famous yet, and when it sells well in the future, I can't get this price. ”

It's as good as Dongdong in Dongtian Pond.

Qian Yixiu opened the small box and smelled it, the aroma was light and light, and it really smelled better than other balsam. Good value for money and worth the extra money. Without hesitation, he took out a silver horn and added the fifty yuan. Although she has become a poor bastard with no money, she still smiles with crooked eyebrows. A beauty like a little lady is to use good skin care products.

Qian Manxia saw her niece's boldness in spending money, and she wanted to talk about her first. But when I heard the shopkeeper say this, I was also a little hesitant to buy this best balm.

Qian Manxia now has a lot of money in her private house, but she is used to being thrifty, and she has been fighting for a long time, and her little niece is also on the side, but in the end she is still reluctant to buy the most expensive one.

Qian Xiaoyu wanted to buy it, but now that the family is not as good as before, she also stopped thinking about it.

Qian Manxia is a good girl, reluctant to spend money on herself, but she feels sorry for her niece. As soon as he got out of the shop, he spent five cents to buy Qian Yixiu a copy of Erliu Town's famous snack brown sugar glutinous cake. Five steamed soybean flour dumplings are drizzled with diluted brown sugar and wrapped in a bamboo leaf with a small bamboo skewer stuck on top.

Qian Yixiu held a bamboo leaf in one hand and a small bamboo stick in the other, and went to the oil shop on the other side of the street with her aunt while eating. There are two oil shops in the town, one is opened by Qian Mandie's mother-in-law, called Yang's oil shop. There is also a Sun's oil shop.

Qian Manxia didn't like the Yang family, so she didn't go in to the Yang's oil shop, but wanted to go to the Sun's oil shop in front. They were all about to walk past the façade of Yang's oil shop, and a voice came from the oil shop, "Aunt Xia, buy oil?" ”

It was Yang Youfu, the man who was full of butterflies, and he saw the oil gourd in Qian Xiaoyu's back basket.

Qian Manxia had no choice but to go in and smile, "Brother-in-law, I'll beat five catties of vegetable oil." ”

Yang Youfu smiled and sold the oil and collected the money. Qian Xiaoyu put the oil into the basket and carried it, and just as a few people wanted to leave, they heard a woman's voice from behind the shop.

"Second brother, you don't clean up your daughter-in-law, she makes our mother angry. Isn't it just a broken silver hairpin......" As he spoke, the curtain was lifted, and a girl of thirteen or fourteen years old came out.

Qian Manxia had originally bought oil with the Wu family, and knew that this girl was Yang Youfu's sister Yang Youzhi.

Yang Youzhi is also white and slender, and she is considered a prominent girl in the town. It's just that the slightly raised triangular eyes and the thin lips that keep rolling reveal the brutality, which is not easy to get along with at first glance, and the head-to-toe line is too familiar.

The juanhua on the head was given by Qian Manxia, the earrings on the ears were given by Qian Yixiu, and the set of clothes on the body was also made of red silk sent by the third room of the Qian family, and even the juanpa in his hand was given by Qian Xiaoyu.

Yang Youfu looked at Qian Manxia and the others blushed a little, and scolded Yang Youzhi with a black face, "Such a big girl, it's okay to stir up trouble." Your second sister-in-law is filial and polite, how can she make our mother angry. ”

Yang Youzhi was so angry that she didn't care that there were outsiders standing next to her, and she didn't know Qian Manxia and a few people. She poured beans and said, "You know to protect your daughter-in-law." The mother likes the silver hairpin, and the second sister-in-law should take the initiative to be filial. She is good, her mother opened her mouth to ask for it, and she made excuses and didn't want to give it. Such an unvirtuous and unfilial daughter-in-law is a ...... to clean up."

Qian Manxia has a gentle temperament, and her face is already flushed with anger, but she is embarrassed to scold. Qian Yixiu was also so angry that he and his little brother used all the private silver to buy earrings, but they hung on this superb ear. She wanted to scold, but she was afraid that she would come forward and make Qian Mandie difficult to behave, and maybe she would make Wang unhappy, so she suppressed her anger.

Several people glared at Yang Youzhi, and didn't listen to Yang Youfu's explanation, so they left the shop. They didn't have the heart to go shopping, so they thought about going back and talking to the adults to see what to do.

hurriedly returned home, and went to the hall first to tell Qian Sangui and the Wu family about the matter. The two of them couldn't get angry when they heard it, Aunt Die's marriage had been less than a month, and they were not satisfied with asking for so many things, if they got all the dowry, how would Aunt Die's life be in the future. Moreover, the family is too shameless, how can they be so stubborn to ask for a daughter-in-law's dowry.

The two hurriedly went to the big room to discuss what to do.

After sending Qian Sangui and his family away, Qian Yixiu entered the little lady's workshop in the East Chamber. The little lady was concentrating on embroidering with her head down, but she didn't notice her daughter walking in.

Qian Yixiu called softly, "Mother, mother, look at what this is?" ”

Cheng Yue put down the needle and turned around, seeing her daughter with sweat stains on her head and a box of balsam in her hand. She smiled and took out the handkerchief from her arms, helped Qian Yixiu wipe her sweat, and then took the balm.

She opened it and sniffed it, smiling brightly. It seemed that she hadn't smelled such a good balsam for a long time, she smelled and smelled, and said with a smile, "Mother likes the fragrance of lotus, indifferent and elegant." ”

looked at her daughter's little face carefully, reached out and touched it and asked, "Why didn't Xiu'er buy a box of balsam suitable for my sister to wipe and wipe it herself?" ”

Qian Yixiu said, "We countrymen rub balsam for children from time to time, so there is no balsam suitable for me to rub in the town." ”

"There is no town, there is a county, and there is a provincial town." Cheng Yue rarely raised her voice, and she held her daughter's little face to take a closer look. I saw that my daughter only had a ribbon tied on her head, her little face was red and sweaty, the skirt of her clothes was cloth, and there was a little mud and grass sticking to it, and there was more mud on her shoes.

Cheng Yue's eyes suddenly swelled with a layer of mist, and she looked at her daughter distressedly and said, "What's the matter, my mother didn't bring the embroidery fine." My daughter, my mother's granddaughter, how can she not be exquisite, how can she be so well raised......"

She stretched out her hand and hugged her daughter into her arms, sobbed and cried, whimpering, "It's not good for my mother, first say that I want to embroider more embroidery to earn money to buy girls for embroidery, but this embroidery is so difficult to embroider, I don't know how long it will take to embroider it." Poor girl, you don't have a girl, you don't have good clothes, you don't have good jewelry, you don't even have a box of balsam, it's useless to be a mother...... Why hasn't Brother Jiang come back, if he comes back, he will definitely be reluctant to wronged my daughter so much...... If he sees my daughter so wronged, he will blame my ......" (To be continued.) )