Song Tinghe saw him, and clenched his skirt with both hands: "Xiao Hao, do you want to protect her too?" I thought you were a man with backbone, this kind of shameless woman, what's the use of you marrying her? ”

Xiao Hao's expression completely cooled: "I don't know what truth you want to hear, she said that you didn't elope, you didn't believe it, I said that you didn't believe it when I was with her, do you have to admit that you eloped with someone before you give up?" ”

There were thorns in the words, and the choked Song Tinghe's face was not good-looking, Hang Yidong smiled and made up for it: "Yes, Song Tinghe, what deep hatred do we have for you to pour dirty water on me in vain?" ”

"I don't have ......"

The current Song Tinghe is far from having the same scheming and means as in the later part of the novel, and it is not particularly difficult for Hang Yidong to deal with it, plus Xiao Hao testified, she choked on a few words.

When the village chief heard that Hang Yidong was with Xiao Hao, his heart fell back into his stomach, and this nature was different.

They are an unmarried couple, and they can't wait to die in a private meeting in advance, and others can't say anything.

"You girl," the village chief glared and rebuked, "and you still know to come back?" If you don't get married, you're messing around like this, what is it like, go back and punish you for playing the board! ”

Hang Yidong knew that this was done for others to see, so he lowered his head and whispered: "Yes, Daddy, my daughter knows that it is wrong." ”

"You go back first," she looked up and tugged at the corner of Xiao Hao's clothes, "Thank you for last night and today." ”

Xiao Hao shook his head, and the village chief stopped him: "Hey, Xiao family boy, I was thinking about letting you advance your marriage with Yi Dong a few days earlier, what do you think?" ”

"All right," he said, "depending on what she means." ”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

As for Hang Yidong, he naturally wants to get married as soon as possible.

The crowd at the door was no longer lively to see, and spontaneously dispersed, Hang Yidong walked home, while assuring the village chief that he and Xiao Hao were innocent, and saw that he went to discuss the marriage with his mother, so he chatted with the barrage, but he didn't expect to scold Song Tinghe.

"I really can't get used to that woman, that's all? Or is it the heroine? ”

"I also read the original novel, really, I don't understand why the author arranged such a heroine."

"That's right, isn't it fragrant to let Song Tinghe go with those scumbags? What's the matter with abusing Xiao Hao as such a peerless good man? ”

Hang Yidong glanced at it twice and agreed in his heart, the original book is indeed a bit ruinous in portraying Song Tinghe, especially in the later stage, Song Tinghe is simply unrelenting in his use of Xiao Hao, without any guilt and feelings, in order to highlight his career line, he is used as a tool.

In the end, the wedding date was advanced to nine days later, and now the entire Mayang Village knows that Hang Yidong has spent the night in Xiao Hao, and it is not good for anyone to drag it out.

The village chief wanted to invite Xiao Hao to his house for a meal, but Hang Yidong took the initiative to ask to find him.

"You, didn't you still like Xiao Hao before? I'm tired of it now. ”

Hang Yidong's mother-in-law, He Shi, chattered while sending her out.

"I used to think about it," Hang Yidong hurriedly expressed his thoughts, "Now I want to marry him, really." ”

"Okay," He scolded with a smile, "No matter how much you like it, put up with it, don't let people see the jokes, and think that you are catching up, and you are scorning you." ”

"He's not that kind of person, okay, mother, I'll go!"

"Go ahead."

The original owner has a pair of very good parents, the village chief has worked hard for most of his life for the people in the village, and has some prestige, and He is also a good wife and mother, and the couple gave birth to her with affection, and she has been held in the palm of her hand since she was a child.

Hang Yidong, who grew up in a welfare home in his previous life, was very content, and secretly vowed to take care of them.

At the door of Xiao's house, Xiao Hao was chopping wood.

"Why are you here?"

"My father asked me to come," Hang Yidong leaned over, "He said that the wedding date was mentioned in nine days, let me ask you if it is okay." ”

Xiao Hao nodded: "Yes." ”

As he spoke, he split the firewood in front of him into two, the muscles in his arms bulged, and Hang Yidong almost looked straight.

"Is it okay for the anchor to be a little promising!!! I'll wipe the screen first. ”

"Oh my God, the anchor is so cute, his face is almost on someone's arm."

"I feel that the anchor's face is full of words like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, Xiao Hao is a little embarrassed."

"But are you really going to get married? This is a big deal, and reality is not the same as fiction. ”

Seeing this comment, Hang Yidong was slightly stunned, do you really want to marry Xiao Hao?

She looked at him, and remembered that night he said that he wanted to make a wedding bed for her, and the maintenance in front of everyone yesterday, she thought, if you get married, you will get married, and Xiao Hao will not treat her too badly.

"What dowry do you want?"

Xiao Hao suddenly spoke.

"What?"

"Dowry, if there is anything you want, you say, I will do my best."

Xiao Hao's gaze was not very enthusiastic, but it gave Hang Yidong a sense of security.

She laughed, "Then you can make me another swing, will you?" ”

"Swing? What is that? Do you have any drawings? ”

"Yes," Hang Yidong thought for a moment, "Do you have a pen and paper at home?" I'll draw it for you. ”

"Follow me."

Xiao Hao scooped out the water from the tank and washed her hands, took her into the hut where she lived last time, and pulled out a wad of rice paper from the cabinet.

Hang Yidong twisted it and said in surprise: "This is the best rice paper." ”

"Well," Xiao Hao grinded for her, "I don't understand this, it's Grandma Wen's dowry, and I haven't been willing to use it." ”

Grandma Wen is an old woman who adopted Xiao Hao, and now that she is older, she rarely goes out and walks.

"I happened to be here today, can I go and see her?"

Xiao Hao nodded: "For a while, she hasn't gotten up yet." ”

Hang Yidong lowered his head to paint, and simply depicted the appearance of the swing, Xiao Hao looked at it: "No problem, you can make it." ”

It's much simpler than a happy bed, and it can be done in minutes.

"What about the rest? What hides are needed? I prepared in advance. ”

"You can look at those, I can do it."

"Okay, don't worry, I will never wronged you."

Xiao Hao was just describing the responsibilities of being a husband, but Hang Yidong still couldn't help his heartbeat to speed up.

After a while, Xiao Hao simply cooked white porridge and took her to see Grandma Wen.

Grandma is a very charming woman, although she is old, she is still gentle and polite in her every move, and she speaks softly and lovingly.

She held Hang Yidong's hand and told him carefully: "Xiao Hao's temperament is a little colder, I'm afraid it won't hurt people, you have to teach him more, he won't treat you badly." ”

"Well," Hang Yidong smiled, "Xiao Hao is very good, Grandma don't worry, I will take care of him." ”

Grandma Wen's hands trembled a little, and her eyes were a little moist: "That's good, you are a good girl, and you will be blessed in the future." ”

After saying that, she staggered up and went to the innermost part of the cabinet next to her and took out a bag of things.

It is a small wooden box wrapped in a silk handkerchief, reflecting her old hands with a sense of historical vicissitudes.

Grandma Wen sat back opposite Hang Yidong, opened the wooden box, and her eyes were full of nostalgia: "This is what my aunt gave me when I got married, and now I will give it to you, I hope you can be smooth and healthy in the future." ”

Hang Yidong took it and took a look, it was a very delicate Ruyi Duobao hairpin, which represented good fortune.

She couldn't help but her eyes turned red: "Grandma, don't worry, I will cherish it and pass it on to my descendants in the future." ”

"That's right," Grandma Wen smiled and nodded, "That's right, this is the inheritance ......"

As she spoke, she was a little sleepy, and Hang Yidong didn't talk to her for too long before leaving the house to let her have a good rest.

The audience behind the barrage also watched with tears in their eyes:

"When the old woman said that this is the inheritance, she really couldn't help crying."

"Suddenly remembering that sentence, the stroke you scribbled on the book may be the long and bumpy life of that person."

"Woo woo woo is so good to cry, and I feel distressed and have an indescribable admiration."

Seeing this, Hang Yidong had an idea: "If I feel sorry for you, I will give me more rewards, and when I save enough, I can exchange for props to extend Grandma's life." ”

This is very reasonable, and the time rewards are overwhelming throughout the live broadcast room.

Xiao Hao still sent her to the door of the village chief's house, and said to her before leaving: "Let's not meet again before the wedding, that would be unlucky." ”

"Okay," Hang Yidong's face flushed slightly, "You can remember me...... That's it. ”

"I see."

Xiao Hao coughed lightly, hiding his embarrassment, turned his head and strode back to Xiao's house.

…………

The marriage is settled, but what Hang Yidong is most worried about is that she is afraid that Song Tinghe will not give up, she is a character who does not achieve her goal, and she will always want to get it if she falls in love with Xiao Hao.

As soon as this idea came out, it was rumored in the village that the He family also wanted to be happy, and the two families held a happy event on the same day, and Song Tinghe was going to marry the greasy man of the He family.

When he received the letter, Hang Yidong smacked his tongue: "It's over, she's going to be a moth again, can't she wait for me to become a relative and then add to the chaos?" ”

"The anchor is at ease, I don't think Xiao Hao will pay attention to her."

"+1, too, I still can't figure out why Xiao Hao likes Song Tinghe."

Hang Yidong thought to himself that if I could figure out this matter, I wouldn't be obsessed with being selected to wear books.

Mayang Village, He's family

Song Tinghe looked coldly at He Zixuan, who wanted to take advantage of her, holding a pair of scissors in his hand.

"If you dare to come, I'll stab myself."

He Zixuan took a sip: "Sooner or later, you are also my person, what kind of chaste martyr are you pretending to be now?" ”

Song Tinghe was tired of hearing this: "Whatever you say, get out of here." ”

He Zixuan has always bullied the soft and feared the hard, Song Tinghe is very good at dealing with him, and sure enough, when he heard this, he left, it may be more difficult on weekdays, but now that the wedding date is approaching, He Zixuan is not in a hurry.

The door of the firewood room was closed, and Song Tinghe clenched the scissors in his hand and muttered, "No...... I must not marry someone like that......"

She seemed to have thought of something, changed her clothes and walked out of the gate of the Song family.

…………

Hang Yidong's right eyelid jumped up in the morning, as if something bad was about to happen, she crossed her fingers and calculated, there were still three days left when the divorce expired......