Mu Zichuan shook his head indifferently, turned around and walked out of the house.

There are two great joys in life since ancient times.

The cave room spends candle night, when the gold list is inscribed.

Gold list, I Mu Zichuan will pick it.

Dongfang, if it weren't for the person I wanted, the title of 'Wife of the Knot' would rather be empty than indiscriminate!

Looking at the back of her son's resolute departure, Widow Liu was so angry that she almost fainted.

The Song family on the side sighed and came over to persuade at this time.

"Zichuan is too stubborn, and the second brother of Yang will ask someone to bring a good message and agree to the marriage."

"If you change your words this time, it will be more troublesome!"

Song's face was full of worry.

Widow Liu breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a hint of determination in her eyes.

"Zichuan was born to me, I must have a way to make him obedient!"

"What's the idea?" Song asked.

Widow Liu did not.

"Mother, I'm a little hungry, you go to the stove room to help me make some millet porridge."

"Okay."

Song sighed and walked out of the room.

Here, Liu got off the bed and moved a stool under the beam.

Pull out the waistband of the trousers at the waist and throw it on the beam, tie a knot, lean forward and burrow your head into the set.

Kick hard under your feet......

"Bang dang!"

As soon as Song walked outside to the window, he heard the sound of a stool falling to the ground inside.

Song secretly said that it was not good, and ran into the house with his little feet, so frightened that he immediately collapsed to the ground.

"Zichuan, Zichuan ......"

Song's shout startled Mu Zichuan, who was reading the book in the West House opposite.

Mu Zichuan rushed into the east house and saw his mother hanging on the roof beam.

His legs went limp, and he almost fell.

"Mother!"

Mu Zichuan staggered over, hugged Widow Liu, and laid her flat on the bed.

Song came over, pinched people again, and poured hot tea.

finally dragged Widow Liu back from the ghost gate.

"Three girls, why are you stupid? This is what I want the white-haired man to send the black-haired man......"

Song lay on Widow Liu's body and began to cry loudly.

Widow Liu lay there, staring blankly at the tent.

Song cried for a while, and then beat Mu Zichuan on the side hard.

"Filial piety comes first, everything your mother does is for you!"

"Can't you grant her wish?"

"Without my mother, what do you mean by winning the champion in the day?"

Mu Zichuan almost collapsed.

He fell to his knees with a thud and wept silently.

"Mother, as long as you are good, what you let your son do, your son will depend on your ......"

……

Early in the morning, Yang Ruoqing got up from the bed and helped Sun serve breakfast.

Today is the winter solstice.

The winter solstice is as big as a year.

According to the customs of Changping Village, on the winter solstice, you have to go up the mountain to worship your ancestors and burn incense.

I also have to give food to the elders and relatives and friends in the family.

This food is different from place to place.

This piece of Changping Village is dumplings.

The mother and daughter came to the stove room, and Sun kneaded the dough and rolled the dumpling skin.

Yang Ruoqing was busy chopping meat filling.

The meat was brought back from town yesterday.

She bought three catties of pork belly with skin, intending to serve them with leeks and dried tofu.

Make a full meal of dumplings and have a good 'fat winter'.

"Your grandmother will send a bowl, Chang Gung and Da Niu will have a bowl each, and Tang Lingzi's family will have a bowl......"

Sun kneading the dough while thinking with Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing nodded while chopping vegetables.

In the stove room, the rhythmic sound of chopping vegetables is like a piece of music......

In the stove room of the old Yang family in the front yard.

The three daughters-in-law of the Jin family, the Yang family, and the Liu family, under the supervision of the Tan family, were also busy in the stove room.

Yang's kneading dough, Liu's chopping meat foam, and Jin's being responsible for the stove.

Liu was chopping meat while talking to Yang.

"Second sister-in-law, listen to Mrs. Zhou, after the winter solstice, she will send Zichuan to our house to confess!"

"Oh, as soon as this family matter is recognized, Xiucailang will be the quasi-son-in-law of our old Yang family in the future."

"I'm an aunt, my face is stained when I go out!" Liu said.

"That's right, Zichuan is talented, our Lan'er is good-looking, they are a natural pair!"

Yang said with a smile, and his hand kneading the dough was even stronger.

Liu asked again: "I heard the fourth child say, when Lan'er was born, the rhododendrons behind our village bloomed." ”

"I also said that there was a god operator in our village that year, and he told our Lan'er's fortune, which is the best auspicious life?"

Liu inquired.

At the mention of this, the Yang family was even more proud.

"That year, the girls in the whole village sent their birthdays to count, and our Lan'er's life was the best!"

"It is said that our Lan'er is a rich and noble life, and the husband she married is not an ordinary man!"

"Gee, that's right." Liu slammed his mouth and said.

"Zichuan is the only talent in our village, and if he wins the champion in the future, isn't our Lan'er the champion lady?"

Liu sighed: "It's too rich! ”

Yang raised his chin proudly: "These things are all destined." ”

"The fat girl is cheap, and she is destined not to marry Zichuan. This is going around and around, Zichuan and our Lan'er are still a perfect match! Yang said.

Liu nodded in agreement.

"Did the fat girl take the birthday eight characters at that time?" Liu asked again.

Yang pursed the corners of his lips: "Forget it!" ”

"What's the result?"

"I don't know, I have to ask my mother, and the god operator told my mother, and my third brother and sister don't know." Yang said.

Liu immediately set his eyes on Tan who was standing by the pot.

"Mother, why did the god operator say that the fat girl?" Liu asked curiously.

Tan glared at Liu fiercely.

"Why do you care so much? Chop your meat! ”

"Mother, this is pork, not my meat. Winter Solstice Festival, speaking is also inauspicious......"

"Whew!"

Tan took a sip at Liu.

"Let you make dumplings, just make them well. There is so much nonsense, spittle stars are splashed everywhere, how can you eat this dumpling? ”

The Yang and Liu clans all shut up and buried their heads.

Tan said a few more words, turned around and pedaled back to his house.

As soon as Tan Shi turned around, there was another murmur in the stove room.

Over there, Tan flashed into his house and turned around and closed the door.

I took out the key, opened the drawer of the dresser, and rummaged through.

Old Yang Tou was sitting there smoking a dry cigarette and glanced at the Tan family here.

"What are you looking for?" He asked.

Tan Shi didn't raise his head and said: "Ten thousand years of old yellow calendar." ”

"Huh? What? Old Yang asked again.

Tan Shi was silent, and continued to search, and soon she found a few yellowed pieces of paper out.

The paper was damp and yellowish, and there were a few vague words on it.

"Daddy Mei'er, take a look, the names written on these two pieces of paper."

Tan handed the two pieces of paper to Lao Yangtou.

Old Yang Tou squinted next: "It's all damp, and I can't see half a word clearly." What the hell is this? ”

Tan frowned and said: "Didn't there be a god operator in our village at that time, I will take Mei'er, Lan'er, and the fat girl's birthdays for approval." ”

"God Operator said, among the girls of our old Yang family, there will be an amazing one."

"Which one, I asked? He didn't say it, saying that it was a secret that could not be revealed! ”