The next day before dawn, there was movement in each room very early, and on the fifth day of the fifth month of May, the married daughter took the children back to their respective homes and looked for their mothers. Even the He family, whose parents died, also took Xiuxiu and Xiao He to see her mother's eldest brother, that is, Xiao He's father.

Yang Liu and Li Cong also got up, but they didn't have anything to clean up. Yang Liu wants to bring back a few zongzi to her parents' house, and the rest has to go to the town to buy. The two have not been married long ago, and they have no children, so naturally they don't have to help the children clean up early in the morning, and they have more free time. Originally, she wanted to sleep a little longer, but the noise was so disturbing that she could afford it if she didn't want to.

When Yang Liu got up, Li Cong was already dressed, his hands were clasped, he was sitting on the big bench, the quilt was folded, and when he saw Yang Liu get up, he said hello.

"Morning!" Yang Liu replied.

Waiting for Yang Liu to sit in front of the dresser, Li Cong put the quilt he covered on the cabinet at the end of the kang, and folded the quilt that Yang Liu had covered last night and put it against the wall.

The light from the small wooden window at the head of the wall could tell that the sky was still a little dim, and it was not clear to see in the house, so Li Cong lit a candle and quietly watched the willow dress.

Yang Liu glanced at Li Cong from the bronze mirror, but still didn't speak. Whether she doesn't know what to say or how to say it, she doesn't quite understand it in her heart, but she faintly feels that Li Cong should make a statement, she has said enough last night.

Li Cong slowly got up, walked to the front of Yang Liu, looked at her, and shouted: "Lady." ”

"Hmm." Yang Liu raised his head in response, deliberately ignoring the green shadow under Li Cong's eyes, he didn't sleep well. How could she sit still? She has shown her attitude, and the result is good or bad. She is ready to face the consequences. I kept comforting myself and saying that it was no big deal, but Yang Liu's combing of her hair still stopped. looked at Li Cong seriously, wanting to hear what Li Cong had to say.

"I admit that I really didn't take care of your feelings, every time I saw you and the people in the family have a conflict or a small conflict, I always stood on their side, thinking that I would coax you afterwards and admit your mistakes. In this way, it will not hurt their face, and you can beat me and scold me out of anger, and you will not hold grudges. and then have a bigger argument with them. I thought I was doing well enough, hello everyone, and the family lived together in harmony, wouldn't it be good? I didn't understand it before, but it turns out that this maintenance of your family will hurt your heart so much. ”

"At the end of the day, I'm not your family." Yang Liu sneered. Is she vexatious?

"No, it's me who is blind regardless of the truth" Li Cong knew that he had said the wrong thing again, and his face turned red. "Forgive me."

Willow was silent.

Li Cong inexplicably began to panic, he wanted to say with a smile, but as soon as the words came out, his tone unconsciously trembled: "Don't speak." Are you utterly disappointed in me? ”

"Can you really do it?" Yang Liu asked.

Li Cong was stunned for a moment, and then he was surrounded by huge surprises, and there was hope. There really is hope.

He held up three fingers, "I swear by my life." If "

"I believe in you." Yang Liu interrupted him. It's always better to say than to do, she's an atheist. I don't believe in karma, I only believe in what I see and feel. What if she chooses and decides, what if she just falls into endless hell? She believes in her heart.

If he is trained properly, Li Cong will be a good husband, as the matchmaker said.

Between the two of them, like sunlight suddenly shining into the haze, the corners of Li Cong's mouth opened, and he couldn't help but hug Yang Liu and turn around several times.

Yang Liu didn't stop him, and he also smiled brightly.

The heart is like an arrow, even in the morning, no one complained about the porridge with little soup and little water, and went out after two bowls.

Yang Liu and Li Cong also came to the town and bought two jars of wine and some fruits, Li Cong felt that the gift was too thin, so he went to cut two catties of fine pork belly and raised it, and asked Yang Liu's opinion: "Lady, what do you think are still shortcomings?" ”

"That's enough." Yang Liu nodded. Gift-giving is the intention, the important thing is to see her relatives, and she won't do anything about a swollen face and a fat person.

Li Cong was relieved, and when he entered the Yang Mansion, he saw the strange eyes of his subordinates and whispered to each other, Li Cong suddenly felt constrained, and his face was a little embarrassed. After only a cursory glance, Li Cong found that the subordinates of the Yang Mansion were all better dressed than him, and he suddenly became even more uncomfortable, and almost tripped with his left foot and his right foot. is embarrassed, Yang Liu is even more wronged when he marries him, and the male ghost will not be able to think about it. He's nothing, it's a big deal not to come to the door, but what will Yang Liu think, this is the first time she has actually returned to her parents' house. Li Cong shouted worriedly: "Lady"

"It doesn't matter what others do, the money to buy things is our hard work, and what gifts to give is our heart, can't others stand it if they say a few words? This situation is only temporary, and we will not be poor for a lifetime. Yang Liutou said without replying.

"Miss, the old slave is late." Zhang Wenshan apologized as he walked.

Although the masters of the Yang family are not in the town, they still have to do the etiquette. He was arranging for someone to give gifts, when he heard a report from the next person that the third lady and his wife had returned. The masters of the Yang family were not there, and he originally thought that Yang Liu would not come back.

After greeting each other, they each sat down in the guest seats.

A girl had tea and chatted for a few words, and Yang Liu said that she sold zongzi.

He rarely goes out these days, but he doesn't know about this stubble, listening to Yang Liu, Zhang Wenshan's face changed slightly, has he been reduced to the point where he needs the young lady to show up to make money to support his family? Wang really has a pair of "discerning eyes" and found a "good" family affair for the young lady. Seeing that Yang Liu was talking energetically, Zhang Wenshan was not easy to interrupt, and instead stared at Li Cong fiercely, with a strong sense of dissatisfaction: You are still a man, you actually let your woman show up, how could our young lady have suffered like this?

Li Cong, who was sitting opposite, shivered inexplicably, and looked at Zhang Wenshan with some surprise.

Zhang Wenshan was dedicated to two things, and seeing that Yang Liu had finished speaking, he hurriedly pretended to be interested and asked, "How much did Miss earn this time?" ”

Yesterday, he forgot about it in a hurry, Yang Liu glanced at Li Cong, took a money bag from his waist, and poured all the money on the coffee table. Then I saw Yang Liu's two little hands and reported the number: "A total of seven hundred and eighty-one dollars." Yang Liu was a little stunned,

"Not bad." Zhang Wenshan nodded, his daughter's family, who was raised in the deep boudoir, could make so much money for the first time, which can be regarded as talented.

"Lady, I remember that it cost seven hundred and eighty yuan to buy rice and meat." Li Cong reminded.

Zhang Wenshan sweated a lot, that is to say, he earned a penny?

Uh, well, he'll just act like he didn't hear anything, and Mademoiselle is still the best.

Yang Liu was stunned, not because she only made a penny, the cost was in her mind, and she knew that she had earned a penny as soon as she counted it. But how can it be a penny? You don't need to count the meat dumplings of ten Wen, and there is no mantissa as one when you multiply six. Yang Liu's brain raced, trying to remember what was going on.

"Lady, it's okay, although we don't make much, but we don't lose money, I met Uncle Qian, and I also ate zongzi, so we still made money." Li Cong thought that Yang Liu was sad, so he opened his mouth to persuade.

"Yes, everything is difficult at the beginning, how can there be a sure profit and no loss in trading? The third lady made money in her first business, which is already very good. Li Cong opened his mouth to persuade him, and Zhang Wenshan could no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb.

Yang Liu's chin rested on the coffee table, dignified. She already remembered that a person who claimed to be a repeat customer bought a zongzi, and Yang Liu only accepted him fifteen yuan. Now that I think about it, how can there be such a repeat customer. Otherwise, she would have earned two pennies. But how much is the difference between one article and two articles, she has been eating and drinking at Uncle Qian's stall for the past two days, as well as labor, Chai He, if you calculate it carefully, she has lost a lot.

It's hard to do business.

Yang Liu pinched a copper plate, and planned to wear it and hang it around his neck when he planned to go home, as a ring.

After having lunch at Zhang Wenshan's place, they rested for a while, and when the sun was not very big, Li Cong and Yang Liu embarked on the return journey home.

Zhang Wenshan watched them walk away before he reflexively closed the door, and just after taking two steps, the door was knocked again.

Could it be that the third lady fell on something? Zhang Wenshan thought.

The door opened, and there was a woman standing outside, Zhang Wenshan said a little strangely: "Are you ......" while saying what he was still thinking about, he faintly felt that such eyebrows and eyes were a little familiar, and suddenly Zhang Wenshan's eyes widened, and blurted out: "It's you!" (To be continued......)

PS: When I chose the genre of the novel as "Through Time and Space", I was stunned, Mom, I chose the wrong one; When I wrote this, I was happy, God, thanks to the choice of "through time and space"; When I think about my outline, the Nyima Ma, I'm crooked again.

The first volume is over, hey, I hope my chapter subscriptions can reach 20, which is a small wish. I'm embarrassed to read my previous subscription, and it's unbearable to look back on.

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