Today is the twenty-third day of the lunar month, the day of the New Year, and the day when the police booth returns to the door.

The husband and wife brought the prepared gifts and got into the carriage. returned to Chu's house.

Knowing that his daughter and son-in-law were going back to the door, Chu Changjian waited in the hall, but Aunt Hu couldn't help but run to the door and wait.

Chu Jingting, who was wearing a red dress, was pulled by Song Wuyang and slowly walked out of the carriage.

Seeing that the husband and wife were so loving and harmonious, Aunt Hu's heart could be regarded as a little comforted.

Zhao Mansion.

Today is Xiao Nian, the last festival before the New Year.

According to the custom, the house should be cleaned today and the king of the stove should be sacrificed.

Originally, there were subordinates in the Zhao family who didn't need them to be the masters to do these things.

But customs are customs, if everything is handled by subordinates, where is the meaning of the New Year?

Morning. The masters of the Zhao family, except for the inconvenience of being hazy and pregnant.

Everyone wore aprons, even Zhao Changqing and Liu, dressed neatly.

The one with the broom and the one with the rag took the rag, and they all cleaned the house and the yard with the people.

Zhao Zijun held a long bamboo pole with a small brush tied to it, and carefully swept away the dust around the roof of the house.

Everyone worked together to clean together, although a little tired, but the New Year's accident was more obvious.

After cleaning, everyone was tired and paralyzed, but everyone was happy to see that such a clean and tidy room had their own share of credit.

Although Hazy is pregnant and can't clean, she is also careful to prepare tea for everyone.

After a simple meal at noon, the ladies of the Zhao family were preparing to sacrifice to the Lord of the Stove at night.

"It is said that on the twenty-third day of the lunar month every year, the Lord of the Stove will go to heaven to report the good and evil of this family to the Jade Emperor, so that the Jade Emperor will reward and punish. Therefore, when the stove is delivered, people put the stove candy on the table in front of the statue of the stove king, and smear it on the mouth of the stove king, and there is also a local custom to make rice cakes with sticky rice, which means that the mouth of the stove king is sticky, so that he can not speak ill of the Jade Emperor. As the saying goes: God says good things, and it is auspicious to return to the palace. ”

Liu then told Rouge about the origin of the customs and habits of the Lord of the Stove these times.

"Grandmother, then how are we going to sacrifice to the Lord of the Stove?"

"Let's do the same as I said, but we're pulling a little bit of sugar from the melon. Wipe it on the mouth of the stove prince on the wall and let the stove prince mouth. Eating sweet sugar, God can say good things to the gods of the Jade Emperor. ”

"Grandmother, you are a bribe, you are bribing the Lord of the Stove."

"You girl, where is there bribery, it's just a custom, okay?"

Liu poked Rouge's head.

Rouge touched her head and said with her mouth pursed.

"I know, didn't I tell you about it? Which little you still take it seriously, what a child, and you were deceived by me. ”

"Am I going to take it seriously? You're a child, where do you talk to your grandmother like that? ”

Chu Mansion.

Today, the day when the eldest lady returned to the door and the day of the young man collided.

Song Wuyang and his wife first went to the main hall to greet Chu Changjian for a while. The husband and wife went to Mrs. Chu's courtyard again to meet the old lady.

I also gave the gift to the old lady.

"Come on, what kind of gifts do you bring?"

"Grandmother, my granddaughter is getting married and returning home, of course she has to bring a gift, and if she doesn't bring a gift, others will say that her granddaughter has been wronged?"

The old lady touched Chu Jingting's hand lovingly.

"Then you tell your grandmother, did this kid Song Wuyang bully you?"

"Grandmother, where do I dare to bully Madame? The power of the family is in the hands of the wife. I'm afraid that Madame will bully me? ”

"Yes, grandmother. Husband, you are very good to me, and I am very happy. ”

Chu Jingting looked at Song Wuyang, with a happy smile on her face.

"If you live happily, your grandmother, your father and your aunt will be relieved, okay, okay, my old arms and legs, you have also seen it. Go and accompany your aunt, she misses you in the past few days since you got married. ”

"Yes, Grandmother. The grandson retired. ”

This time, the dinner was set for the evening, and it was still morning, so Chu Jinting took Song Wuyang back to Aunt Hu's courtyard.

Hu Yiniang also saw Chu Jingting for a while when she just got off the carriage, and before she could say a few words Chu, Jinting went to the old lady's yard, and she could only go back to the yard to wait, and waited for a long time before her daughter came back.

The mother and daughter had something to say in whispers, and Chu Jinting sent Song Wuyang to her former boudoir and let him play in the boudoir.

"Jing Ting, you got married, how do you feel these days?"

"Auntie, I feel like life is going well these days."

"Xiaolian, uncle, is he good to Miss?"

Aunt Hu didn't ask Chu Jingting directly, but asked Chu Jingting's personal girl.

"If you go back to your aunt, your aunt is very good to Miss, and my uncle takes everything about Miss to heart."

Hearing Xiaolian say this, Aunt Hu was relieved.

It seems that this Song Wuyang is really good to her daughter, but she is a little worried in her heart, and she still has something to tell her daughter.

"Jing Ting, this uncle looks good to you now. It's hard for me to say, men, it's all a novelty, so you must grasp your uncle, don't let him have a woman next to him, and you also have to learn some means to attract your uncle's attention. ”

"Auntie, what do you say?"

Chu Jingting couldn't help but become shy again.

"Don't be shy, don't blush! What my aunt said was true, this man's mouth, we can't believe it all as women. Although my uncle swore in front of everyone before, there is no guarantee that he will definitely be a couple with you for the rest of your life. ”

Aunt Hu is also for her good, Chu Jinting knows it.

He nodded slightly.

"Auntie, I know what you said, your daughter has her own measure, so don't worry about your daughter anymore."

The mother and daughter whispered for a long time.

However, Song Wuyang didn't feel anxious, he had never been to Chu Jingting's boudoir before, to see what the room where his wife had lived for more than ten years was like?

Walking slowly around the room, carefully examining everything in the room.

Looking at the furnishings and layout of the room, I thought that I would also arrange the bedroom like this when I went back, so that my wife would have a familiar feeling.

At noon, Song Wuyang and his wife had a simple lunch at Aunt Zhao's place.

In the afternoon, it was time for Aunt Hu to interrogate Song Wuyang.

His mother-in-law asked herself, so much, also for her wife.

Song Wuyang didn't feel annoyed, and answered every question carefully.

This makes Aunt Hu feel quite good, this son-in-law is really a baby.

His daughter didn't choose the wrong person this time.

As the saying goes, men are afraid of getting into the wrong business, and women are afraid of marrying the wrong man.

This marriage is the most important thing in a woman's life, as far as the eye can see, her daughter not only chose a satisfactory husband, but also this husband is also very good to her.

In the evening, the husband and wife did not eat in Aunt Hu's courtyard, but went to the hall.

Even Zhou Jingya and Aunt Zhang, who were pregnant, also attended.

Zhao Mansion.

The ladies all gathered in the kitchen, and Liu was the oldest hostess in the entire Zhao family.

She picked up the sugar melon that she had prepared long ago from the board, and picked a small piece with her fingernails from the sugar melon. Glued to the portrait of the Lord of the Stove pasted on the wall, he took everyone to worship the portrait again.

Carefully put the portrait next. Put it in a clean stove and burn it.

After the ashes were burned, he led everyone out of the kitchen.

After the sacrifice of the Lord of the Stove, the kitchen has to prepare dinner.

"This portrait of my grandmother has been torn up, when are we putting a new one?"

"When you wait until the first day of the Lunar New Year, you can post a new stove prince."

"Is that any way to say that?"

Hazy doesn't understand very well.

Rong Yin explained.

"This small year is for the Lord of the Stove, the Lord of the Stove has inspected the world for a year to the twenty-third day of the lunar month, and this day will be to the heavens to report on work. Just as we have to check the accounts of each shop at the end of each year, this Jade Emperor also has to check whether every official is working with all his heart. ”

"What else?"

"We mortals are going to celebrate the New Year, and this stove king is also going to celebrate the New Year, and he has to go back to heaven to enjoy a few days after working in the world for a year. From the 23rd day of the lunar month to the first day of the Lunar New Year, this is the holiday of the Lord of the Stove. However, the first day of the new year is the beginning of the new year, and the prince of the stove will start working from this day, and we will send him away when he leaves, and when he comes back, of course, we will pick him up. ”

"So it's on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Re-paste a portrait of the Lord of the Stove on the wall, and you should take him back. ”

"yes, Rouge is so smart."

Liu's praise made Rouge only feel that he probably had no brains in the past, which was already there. I just retold the questions I said.

My grandmother praised herself for being smart, should she be so perfunctory?

In the evening, the Zhao family gathered around and had a meal with Meimei.

Nothing to do. The ladies of the Zhao family gathered together to cut the window flowers. The male dependents played chess on the side.

It is said that there are many contraindications for pregnant people, and this can't touch scissors, which is one of them.

Hazy also wants to follow Liu's and learn to cut window flowers.

However, Liu would never dare to let her touch the scissors.

"My little ancestor, you must not touch the scissors. You're pregnant and touching scissors, and after giving birth to a child in the future, your eyes will not be good. ”

"How so?"

Hazy, I didn't know there was such a thing before, and you have touched a lot of scissors in private.

"How not? There is still a truth in the statements of the older generation, you just listen to your grandmother, don't touch the scissors. ”

Hazy, I can only unfold the cut window grilles on the side.

Rong Yin's hands are also very skillful, and he cut out a lifelike portrait of a small character in a few clicks.

"Hazy, what do you look like about this?"

Hazy result of that small image, take a closer look.

"Hey, this looks like me."

"Sister, what is like you, show me quickly."

Hazy handed the small figure in his hand to Rouge.

"Well, that's it, don't you look like me?"