When he got to the door, Jiro turned to look at Saburo who was lying down in a chic manner, shook his head and went back to the room. This path was chosen by Saburo himself.

No one pressed him away.

The path you choose will be completed on your knees. It's so easy to be a son-in-law.

Suddenly, Jiro remembered the old accounts of Saburo and his cousin that day. It's a pity that my cousin is infatuated and paid wrongly.

My cousin's family was so poor that she didn't want to buy a red head rope.

San Lang values money, and his cousin has no fun!

Jiro shook his head and hummed a song back to his room! Two silver horns, Erlang gave one to Lan Niang casually, and laughed and told San Lang about being lazy and giving him money to chop wood.

"The little uncle also gave too much. This money is enough for firewood for several feasts. Lan Niang put down the money, disagreed, and said, "Wouldn't it be bad for my little uncle to do this." I haven't gone to Huang's house yet, and I'm spending a lot of money. ”

"No, it won't. The yellow peacock took a fancy to my brother's face. What the hell is my brother, the yellow peacock won't care. Erlang crossed Erlang's legs, rested his head on his arm, and said.

The two talked for a while, and Erlang pulled Lan Niang and started messing around.

The days are like flowing water.

Erlang beat firewood for three days and piled a corner of the firewood room. Mo Yu came back with three grass carp. This time, He Duogui didn't come together.

Mo Yu's face was not very good-looking.

Mo Lanshi hurriedly pulled Mo Yu to inquire about the situation. Knowing that Aunt He Duogui actually said that Mo Yu had made up for her mother's family too much, Mo Lan's family scolded Aunt He Duogui for a long time.

It's just a scolding.

This time, I didn't leave Mo Yu to eat.

When sending Mo Yu away, Mo Lanshi pulled Mo Yu to teach her bitterly. "Later, you go back to your parents' house and bring things back secretly. Bring a basket and cover it with some cloth and grass. Don't let anyone else see it. ”

"My father and mother raised me so big, why can't I send something back." Mo Yu was not convinced.

"It's not that you won't be allowed to send, but let you hide it. Those long-tongued women, envy you, toss you. I have osmanthus cake here, and you put it on top of the basket. Show the long-tongued women. Mo Lanshi put three pieces of osmanthus cake on the basket with a painful face.

"This is the third brother and sister honoring you. I can't take it back. You keep it for food! Those people say theirs. I don't care! Anyway, how expensive it is, it won't say anything about me. Mo Yu put the pastry back.

Mo Lanshi persuaded and said, "Give it to you, take it." I'm eccentric as a mother. That's also having to be eccentric. You are a girl, and you want your brother to rely on when you get married. You take these pastries back. Let those people see, your mother's family is not stingy! ”

Mo Yu took three pieces of pastries and went back majestically.

Look at her maiden family, how good it is to her. The pastry is fragrant, the taste is sweet, and it is a precious thing.

The two of them gave three pieces of pastry, and the extra one, which was given by the mother-in-law to see her son-in-law as good!

Mo Yu was in a happy mood and walked around the village with a basket.

The children in the village were staring at it, and their saliva was about to fall. Facing the vicious eyes of those children's fathers and mothers, Mo Yu carried three pieces of pastries home.

By the time He Duogui knew about Mo Yu's feat, it was already evening.

The face has long been lost.

He Duogui could only smile bitterly.

Do you want to tell Mo Yu that the three fish are exchanged for a little pastry, and they lose money!

Mo Yu will definitely not listen, and he will make trouble.

How expensive is one head and two big.

The days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was the day when San Lang got married.

Early in the morning, the Huang family's blowing and beating team set off from the Mo family. Saburo can't ride a horse, and he sits on horseback with a little shaky legs.

The little guy led the horse on the side and comforted the old man for a long time.

San Lang straightened his back, didn't look so cowardly, and no longer had a sense of cowardice.