went to bed at night, and Tan talked to Lao Yang about Yang Huamei during the day.

"Mei'er seems to be really interested in that kid from the old Locke family." Tan said with a worried face.

"Mei'er's father, the fifth child's marriage is decided, we have to find a good in-law for Mei'er!"

Hearing Tan's words, Lao Yang was silently smoking a dry cigarette.

"This is what you should worry about as a mother, what do you say, then what should you do!" He said.

Tan nodded, a thoughtful look on his face.

Seeing this, Lao Yang asked again: "Look at you like this, don't you have someone in the picture?" ”

Tan knew that nothing could escape the man's eyes, so he nodded again.

"Wang Shuzi, the son of Wang Hong's family in the village, what do you think?" Tan asked.

Old Yang squinted his eyes and flipped through the affairs of Wang Hong's family in his mind.

"Wang Hongquan is the brother of Lizheng Wang Hongtao, and he is also a wealthy family in our village." Tan Shi analyzed carefully.

"Wang Hongquan has two sons, two daughters and one son under his knees."

"The two daughters are married in a neighboring village, and the family has more than ten acres of land and a yard, all of which are tied by the solder."

"Wang Hongquan and his family only got such a plug in their thirties, it's a baby bump."

"If our Mei'er marries, it will be the daughter-in-law king." Tan slammed his mouth and said.

Lao Yang also nodded: "Wang Hongquan and his family are well-known honest people in the village, and they don't dare to bully our Mei'er." ”

"Life at home is also passable, but the bolt is a little thinner, and some of ......them are weak," said Lao Yangtou.

Tan pouted: "What is this?" Bending and flattening constantly. It's good to be weak, you can't bully our Mei'er! ”

"If that fist can kill a tiger's son-in-law, I really don't worry about marrying my daughter!" Tan said.

Old Yang Tou thinks about it.

There is nothing weak about the bolt, and there are many old Yang family masters here horizontally and vertically.

Catch up with the busy farming, all the past to help, life is better.

Wang Hongquan is Lizheng's own brother, and no one dares to bully him in the village.

"Cheng, then you can ask when you go back. Let's see what attitude there is, let's discuss it later! ”

……

Snow particles fell during the night.

One by one, they hit the window with a crackling sound.

Yang Ruoqing was lying in the quilt, still feeling cold, and her feet were cold when she touched anything.

The family made cotton clothes and pants, but the quilt on the bed had not had time to change.

It's all from previous years, thin and broken.

When she slept, she put all her cotton clothes and pants on top of the quilt.

Still not the top thing.

She felt like a trumpeting bird, hugging her body and shaking.

At this time, how good would it be if there was air conditioning in the house......

Even if you don't have those, it's nice to have a bed electric blanket!

No matter how bad it is, it's good to have a hot water bottle to warm your feet!

The night passed in such a trance.

When I woke up the next morning, I opened the door and looked.

Damn, it's snowing outside, and the ground is white.

On the roof of the pig's nest opposite, covered with a thick layer of snow, three little pigs huddled in it and chirped.

Yang Ruoqing rubbed her hands, no wonder it was so cold last night.

It turned out to be brewing a snow!

"Sister, shall we build a snowman during the day?"

Da An pulled Xiao An over happily, the two boys were wearing cotton clothes and cotton pants, and their exposed faces were frozen red.

But the mood is quite high.

Yang Ruoqing held Xiao An's cold fingers, rubbed them a few times, and took a few more breaths of hot air.

He smiled and said to them, "It's a snowman, but I have to wait until I clean up the snow in the pigsty, and then add some straw to the piglets to keep warm!"

"Yay!"

The two boys responded happily, turned around and went to the yard to play in the snow.

Here, Yang Ruoqing flashed into the stove room.

Sun squatted at the door of the stove with an apron, and was filling the ashes of the stove in the two clay pots at his feet.

Porridge was boiling in a small pot, and hot air was coming out of the edge of the lid.

With the sound of gurgling bubbling.

"Mother, I'll help you serve it."

Yang Ruoqing walked over and stretched out her hands.

Sun said: "It's a little hot, it's still my mother." ”

Inside the two clay basins are filled with wood chips and loose balls of fuel.

On top of it is burning fruit charcoal.

On top of the charcoal, cover with a layer of ash at the bottom of the stove.

One is to cover the smoke and dust, and the other is to keep warm, so that the fire in the pot can continue to burn.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't resist the Sun family and stayed in the stove room.

The family had breakfast, and the snow was still falling during the day.

Yang Ruoqing and Sun worked together to clean up the pigsty.

The cattail pole that had been dried last time was pulled closer to the pig's nest.

Put it on the side and give them a block from the wind.

"Neer, I'm glad you posted these cattails last time, and this will come in handy!"

Sun praised as he took it.

Yang Ruoqing hooked her lips and smiled.

Sun asked again, "Where is this cattail stick?" ”

Yang Ruoqing said: "I broke it off some time ago and put it in a twine bag." ”

"What are you doing with those cattail sticks?" Sun asked.

Cattails are everywhere in the pond behind the village.

There is no use for anything, and pigs and cows do not eat.

But my own daughter is like a baby, hey!

Yang Ruoqing couldn't see Sun's thoughts, and smiled: "**************, the usefulness of cattail sticks is not small, and you will know it when you turn around." ”

Sun didn't ask any more questions.

She knows what her daughter is trying to make up, so sell it first!

After cleaning the pigsty, he accompanied his two younger brothers to build a snowman in the snow.

On the snowman's nose, he stuck a broken broom obliquely.

It made the two younger brothers excited to death.

Xiao An, in particular, jumped and screamed around the snowman.

"Okay, it's almost time to play, go back to the house and bake the fire in the barrel, otherwise it should catch a cold."

Sun came out of the house, and the woman scolded the children.

On his face, he was clearly filled with doting smiles.

Yang Ruoqing also hurriedly urged them: "That's all for this today, I'm afraid this snow won't stop for three or two days." ”

"Let's go into the house and make a fire, and then build a snowman tomorrow."

in the house.

Yang Huazhong snuggled up to the bed as usual, holding a bowl of hot tea in his hand.

Daan Xiao'an entered the warm bucket, and Sun also inserted his foot into it, and continued to do her needlework.

Yang Ruoqing found an excuse and went back to her house.

She sat down on her little bucket and took out a pair of needlework dustpans that Sun had bought for her.

Inside the dustpan, needlework scissors, and a few folded pieces of blue-blue cotton cloth.

Yang Ruoqing took out a piece of charcoal and traced it on the spread cotton cloth......

She recalled the length and thickness of Luo Fengtang's fingers in her mind, and moved the charcoal pen in her hand to put a pen on the cloth, outlining the prototype of a pair of gloves......

I draw a glove specification with scissors.

Then I took the reduced one as a sample, and cut one side again.

Overlap the two sides together, thread the needle leads, and sew their edges together.