Every time he saw that group, Lu Pan felt that it was a kind of optimism and vitality.

From escaping the famine, once begging for food along the road, children wearing adult clothes indecently, to now children have books to read, at this time, the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner must be very rich, right?

That's why he went to sit before he set out for the expedition.

Because he liked the atmosphere there.

That group of people is like always seeing hope, always conveying to you that they are doing well and better, looking forward to stability, looking forward to harvest, looking forward to prosperity, and there is nothing that cannot be overcome.

In the past six months, the soldiers who are outside always say that we have fought for the lights of thousands of homes, and we have fought for the peaceful life of our fathers and mothers in our hometown.

The lights of thousands of homes and the homes of the people in his mind are the lives of those people.

Lu Pan closed the picture scroll of the children reading in the field and paced to the window again.

Holding back pain, he slowed down and pushed the window open.

Young master, in the snow, who are you thinking?

Junko's words of inquiry still seemed to be ringing in her ears.

Who is it thinking?

Heh, hehe, Lu Pan's eyes were full of smiles.

When Junko came in with the second bowl of medicinal soup, what he saw was on the land side of the "snickering".

I thought: Young master, are you imagining marrying a daughter-in-law? Or are you imagining that Mr. Guan changed his name to father-in-law? Look at the joy behind your back, no wonder you drove me away.

However, no matter what you think, "Ouch, young master, the little one knows that you are annoying, but the little one still has to say." Can't open the window. The wound on your back, it's not just a sword wound, you have to take it seriously, it's mainly because you've been soaked in the sea, isn't it? ”

The medical officers told me not to have a fever.

I was worried about fever.

And once it appears, it will be repeated if it is not done well.

Lu Pan frowned, forgetting where he thought just now: "Long-winded." ”

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"Mother, do you see if my ears are red?"

Qian Peiying glanced at her daughter: "Isn't it?" It's red, you just went to the oven room and froze? ”

This New Year, everyone has not stopped.

Have a reunion dinner on the Chinese New Year's Eve, and work will continue on the first day of the new year.

Song Fuling was puzzled: "No, it's just a few steps, and I'm still wearing an ear bag." But the heat doesn't work. ”

Qian Peiying wiped her hands with her apron and touched her daughter's left ear: "It's okay if it's not frozen." I have a fever in my left ear, who is talking about you, I can't help it's your father. "Men on the left and women on the right.

Song Fuling: Where is this? Mom, why are there so many strange reasons.

Not to mention, there are really many people who are worried about Song Poria in this New Year.

On the seventh day of the first lunar month, the soldiers of Yunzhong County were outside the house.

Wu Yuanwai's family made a fortune by opening a sugar factory, and sugar beet is produced in Yunzhong County.

The family is much richer than the peasant family, and there are many days of land alone, not counting the Zhuangzi, who is rich enough to take out a lot of silver money to donate to an official as a local gentleman.

Wu Yuan was thinking about Song Ling.

He was telling his old wife that the spring had begun, and the marriage of his eldest grandson would be put on the agenda.

His old wife said, yes, I want it, I want it, I am eighteen years old, and I wanted to let the matchmaker come to see the girl of the Yu family before the emperor's funeral.

The old man of the Yu family is a person from Yunzhong County, although he is old, it is impossible to go further, and it will be almost impossible in another year or two, but after all, the granddaughter of the family is still okay with our lintel.

When Old Man Wu heard this, he suddenly disagreed with the Yu family, so he whispered to his wife that it was good that he didn't send a matchmaker at the beginning, and he talked about Song Fusheng's daughter.

Tell all aspects of Song Fusheng to his wife.

In fact, his old wife also knew that there was a plaque, and she didn't need much introduction to know the family on the other side of the river in Renjia Village.

Then again, how can anyone around here not know?

What the emperor gave them, I envy them to death. That plaque can enter the eyes of the real big family.

If the Wu family can really marry that girl, they can indeed borrow power.

"But, sir, I've heard of it, isn't it a little too young in terms of age? You can't just get through the door, can you? ”

The old lady was still worried about hugging her great-grandson early, and gave an idea: "Master, aren't they called the Nine Clans?" There should be age-appropriate ones in it. Or, go back and let the matchmaker pick among them? ”

"!" Old Man Wu interrupted before he finished listening.

The eldest grandson went in, and the eldest grandson wanted to top his Wu family's court, but he only chose one to marry?

The so-called "nine clans" relationship is re-related, can marrying Song Fusheng's daughter be the same as marrying a random one?

It's better to choose a girl at home as soon as possible.

The more Old Man Wu thought about it, the more he recognized it, "What is two years late, you are confused, you don't understand the least truth." ”

"What's the truth?"

"Good food is not afraid of being late."

On the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, nursery rhyme town, Hu County Lingjia.

Aunt Cui was about to drop the teacup with jealousy in her eyes, but was blocked by her grandmother: "Auntie, you can't help it." "This is the New Year, and the sound of falling came to Mrs., and Mrs. had to chew her tongue and sue the master.

Aunt Cui hated, why did she let her son marry a peasant girl?

As soon as she remembered her son and said in a panic, "Auntie, I don't want to marry a peasant girl, Aunt Cui was anxious.

No matter how much her son is a concubine, he can't marry someone from a peasant family, and the peasant girl is rough and ruthless, how can she be worthy of worshipping heaven and earth with her son.

Besides, he also expects his son to marry a high-ranking girl, so that he can raise his son's status.

At the same time, Hu Xianling's wife was also in a bad mood, and she was frowning in the room.

Because the news that Aunt Cui knew was wrong.

Hu Xianling didn't want to use his concubine to propose marriage at all.

In Hu County's opinion, if you use a concubine to mention it, it is not a marriage, and if you don't do it, you will have a grudge.

You must know that Song Fusheng only has that girl, others don't know, but he knows the details.

Therefore, he wanted to let his second son, the second son was born to his wife, and he was the second son, and went to the Song family to find the official media to propose marriage.

Although Mrs. Hu is also in the backyard all the year round, she obviously knows more than Aunt Cui.

knew that Song Fusheng was not an ordinary farmer.

didn't hear such an idea in front of Hu County's order, and his face was strange.

However, after sending Hu Xianling to the front office, Mrs. Hu was entangled by herself.

Her second son is very good at learning, even more outstanding than her eldest son.

Mr. also said a few days ago that the resumption of scientific research can be ended.

In other words, the future is promising.

So, as Er'er goes one step further and earns a future for herself, will the daughter of the Song family still have a lower status?

If she really listened to the master's decision, at that time, would she complain about her mother?

In addition, Mrs. Hu felt that there was another thing that was very uncomfortable in her heart.

That is, Song Fusheng's wife only gave birth to one daughter.

Will his daughter follow her mother? Will it be difficult to have children?

On the fifteenth day of the first month, the Qingcheng Mansion.

Lu Pan had a fever.

Because of the news from afar that one of his father's generals had suffered a defeat and let King Wu escape, he ignored his wounds and consulted with several lieutenants sent by General Mo to be stationed here overnight.

In this way, after a night, he lay on the couch with a red face and couldn't wake up.

So I didn't know that on the day of the Shangyuan Festival, my grandmother came, my mother came, and I threw my grandfather at home for the reunion festival with him.

The old lady touched her grandson distressedly.

Lu Pan's mother even looked at her son and burst into tears.

Perhaps hearing the sound of sobbing, Lu Pan moved, and his lips squirmed in a daze, as if he was saying something.

The old lady and Lu Pan's mother hurriedly stopped choking.

The old lady gagged her mouth with a handkerchief and leaned into her grandson's mouth, Minrui, grandmother is here, Min?

"......" The old lady looked back at her daughter-in-law in confusion, fat girl?

Lu Panyao's confused dream was that he kicked off the dirty face of the fat girl when he fled the wilderness, and regretted it after throwing it off, I want to say fat girl, I didn't mean to, I didn't recognize you.