Song Fuxi stood outside the door and asked the old lady, "It's dark at night, mother, don't you go home to sleep?" ”

Every time Song Fuxi came to the third brother's house, he didn't go in without entering the house, so as not to change his shoes.

"Don't go back, I'll stay with your third brother today, you can go back to sleep."

Sending away the second son, Mrs. Ma took the account book and whispered to Qian Peiying:

"Don't tell anyone about the money you calculated.

Keep an eye on it, your own daughter hasn't married yet.

Although you earn a lot, you can't stop your family from spending a lot.

Don't always say that you don't want to listen, don't have that big claws.

You are my third son's money box, only if you take care of the small box that manages money, this small family can prosper. ”

Qian Peiying: "I know, I know." ”

That night, Mrs. Ma slept in her little granddaughter's house.

The third daughter-in-law brought in the foot-washing water for her, and the footcloth soap and pancreas that Mi Shou gave her, and gave her a cup of water, "Milk, I'm thirsty to drink at night." ”

"Oh, good baby, get out quickly, the milk is here to check the money."

Mrs. Ma stuck her feet in the hot water and twisted her body to check the honeysuckle leaves of the fire tree.

Song Fuling came in with a towel on her shoulder, speechless.

What's going on?

Look at this, she, her milk, flowers, they sleep together tonight?

Mrs. Ma rolled her little granddaughter's eyes: "Don't worry about what you want to say, don't say it." Interrupted again, I checked in vain. It's easy to count for a while, so that you can forget a word. ”

Okay, well, you keep looking.

Song Poria spread the quilt on the kang, untied her hair, used a wooden comb to run her hair, and changed into pajamas.

The face has long been washed and wiped.

I smeared my neck, arms, legs, and feet with La Mer oils and creams before lying down under the hot bed.

Song Fuling closed her eyes and didn't speak, but Mrs. Ma was not used to it.

glanced at her granddaughter's back, then at her granddaughter, let go of the fire tree and silver flowers, and came over.

"Huh? Fat girl, you talk to your grandmother, your Peach Blossom sister got married, didn't you think about yourself? Don't be afraid, just our grandparents, no one can hear, there is nothing to be ashamed of. You should talk to me about it, have you ever thought about it? ”

Song Fuling closed her eyes and did not respond.

"Sleeping? Don't sleep, who can the milk talk to, that is, with you. If you don't say it, you listen to me nag you. ”

Mrs. Ma wiped her feet, threw her foot towel on the floor, sat cross-legged on the kang and squinted:

"Today, I thought, on the day you get married, what will be the excitement. At the time of the dowry, could you carry the dowry box into the house with the first hand, and the last one was still parked at the entrance of the village. ”

Tsk, it's sad to think about it, where will so many dowries be placed at that time.

Outside the door for everyone to see?

Yes, that's a lot of face, but what if you lose one and a half pieces?

Needless to say, the whole family will go into battle to defend it.

One person guards a few boxes, and loses a little bit, it is all expensive, and it will not be acceptable in my heart.

"Even if it is an empty box of wood, fat girl, milk and you will be worth a lot of silver. I have thought that Jinbao Mishou will be able to use it for them to get married in the future, and it will be very face-saving for one person to send three or five boxes to the woman's house. Let's take a look at the rest, if it can be used for coffins, I will keep the empty box for myself. ”

The houses I live in now are just temporary shelters.

Only her coffin is the eternal home.

Her old lady didn't know what wood could wrap herself in eternity, but she felt that whatever was produced by the Guogong Mansion was always the best.

Song Fuling: "......"

From the wedding box to the coffin board, there is no one but her milk.

"Alas, I'm still worried," Mrs. Ma really showed a sad face:

"Although the dowry is good, but the dowry must also be matched with others, right?

Otherwise, sometimes it's the truth.

You can't always ask someone to give you jade agate, and then your mother will bring some bedding and socks, there is no unusual value, right?

At the very least, that side can afford a big house, and we can afford a big carriage.

Otherwise, one end is too high, the other end is too low, and you will look up your neck when you get up. ”

Listening to these words, you can know that the old lady really took her worries seriously, "It's okay, your father is angry." I just don't know how far he can go, I'm afraid that he will be a cat and a dog day by day. ”

The old lady was really worried, and when the time came, Lu Ka Ka brought more than 100 dowry gifts, and then the whole family couldn't stuff anything valuable.

When the time comes, move to your mother-in-law's house to show your dowry, and when you open it, those royal relatives can't laugh off their big teeth? The whole city laughed.

I don't dare to imagine that picture, my heart is hairy when I think about it, it's too bumpy, and it's easy to scare myself.

"Forget it, I'd better have some fun."

As for those who are unhappy, ask the Bodhisattva to bless them, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge.

"Huh, huh? Fat girl, my grandmother dreamed yesterday, and I'm too busy today, I haven't had time to tell you yet.

I dreamed yesterday that I was lying in the gold and silver jewelry, and the dream was so bright, the gold shook my eyes, and I was shaking and rubbing my eyes.

may have been troubled by the happy events of the past few days, and in the dream it was said that you were also wearing red clothes, and you went out, and you don't know where to go.

Anyway, I was woken up by lying in the beads while holding the little golden man. ”

Song Fuling's eyelashes moved: speechless.

Her milk is too vulgar now.

In the past, I was quite a simple person, and I was very demanding of progress.

How can it be so realistic now, more than she loves to dream of Cinderella. If this is in modern times, you should love to watch idol dramas.

Listening to Sister Erya, just a while ago, Sister Erya and her grandmother went to the theater to give people a big cake ordered, and the grandmother stood in the theater and didn't leave, and it was delicious to listen to.

Just because the above is singing the story of a rich son falling in love with a poor girl.

Hearing that it was a tragedy in the end, the grandmother turned around and scolded, saying yes: babbling and singing for a long time can't be a pair, so what are you singing, wasting foaming stars.

Song Fuling complained about Mrs. Ma in her heart at the same time.

Mrs. Ma was also pouting at her little granddaughter, thinking:

When you mention the shore, you don't squeak, as if you could hide it.

If you don't squeak, you can do nothing? Fool the hell.

You wait, wait for your father to finish the imperial examination, and I will stab you open.

lest your father be stupid and always take Lu Pan as a brother, and suffocate the child on Lu Pan to others.

I want to treat your father as a filial piety, and your father always treats others as friends.

Song Fuling finally opened her eyes, covered her ears, turned her head and asked, "What are you muttering to me in your heart?" ”

Mrs. Ma flatly denied: "No, Mu Youwow, I'm going to sleep." He patted the rice husk pillow and lay down.

"Don't sleep, you must be muttering, otherwise how would my ears be hot?"

"Oh my God, I'm wronged, I'll stay at your house for a night, and I'm still being relied upon."

The backyard of the county government.

Mrs. Hu asked her husband: "Master, have you seen the daughter of the Song Ju family today?" ”

Hu Zhixian was wearing a shirt, holding a teacup in his hand, and he blew the tea foam and replied:

"I saw it, I was knowledgeable, my eyes were bright, but I couldn't think about it. At that time, I said that I would propose, but you didn't say wait, wait. ”

"What's the matter, his daughter was promised?"

Mrs. Hu was anxious.

This person, that's it, no one cares about it, but when he hears that he has been snatched away, he becomes anxious.

Hu Zhixian groaned, but not really.

So, maybe I didn't mention my relatives.

Hu Zhixian gave his wife a look and motioned for his wife to let the maids all retreat.

He went to the couch and whispered to his wife to gossip, "I guess that Song Zijiao's daughter should have been looked down upon by the Dumiao Young Master of the Guogong Mansion, and the two sides have reached the level of tacit understanding." ”

Not to mention the glittering fire trees and silver flowers, only the vases and dishes used in the Song family's house today, the exquisite craftsmanship is not something that ordinary official kilns can make.

And on that day, he met General Lu at Song's house, and General Lu called Song Fusheng's mother grandmother, whose generation was it?

Lord Li, the prefect, why did he give Song Fusheng such a big face, only a righteous son and his niece got married, and sent double gifts. Did you already know the news?

and so on, when he saw Song Juren's daughter today, Hu Zhixian felt that he seemed to have found the answer.

"What?"

Mrs. Hu was surprised: "That Song girl is so beautiful?" The young master of the Lu family still calls grandmother to the old lady in the countryside with her generation? It's unimaginable, and that's too much to do. Master, will she be admitted to the mansion? ”

"I guess so, I think I can get into the house. Song Zijiao is not a white body, he is a lifter, even if the disparity between the family is big, he will give his daughter a name. What's more, there is also the fact that Song Zijiao worked for the Guogong Mansion early. Presumably, even Grandpa Guo will consider this, and if he gets it right, he can be a noble concubine. ”

Mrs. Hu was dumbfounded and muttered: If she gives birth to a male baby before the serious young lady enters the house, it will really make a canary come out of the local chicken nest in the countryside and fly on the branches completely.

And Lord Wei knows the inside story better than Hu Zhixian.

He even knew the reason why Song Fusheng was able to walk into the sight of Lord Mao, wasn't that why General Lu threaded the needle in the middle.

Lord Wei didn't think that Brother Zijiao would send his daughter to Lu Mansion as a concubine, nor did he think that Brother Zijiao would exchange his daughter for a better future, relying on his understanding of Song Fusheng's temperament and ability.

Capable people are usually very proud.

It's like the Song Brotherhood gave up his official position and ended up in the imperial examination.

At that time, some people said behind their backs that Brother Song came up by connection, and that sending food to Lu Jiajun was with the intention of seeking wealth and danger, Brother Song: Okay, I'll stop doing it, I'll show you the end.

Ordinary people can't do this kind of thing, they don't have the courage.

Ordinary people usually pay attention to it, and they can get benefits by themselves.

Therefore, Brother Zi Frame is not an ordinary person.

But he has reason to wonder if it is possible that General Lu saw the daughter of Brother Zijiao and had an idea?

You must know that Lu Gongzi is very young and has not yet married.

Lord Wei always had a feeling, and through the news from all sides, he felt that General Lu was very attentive to Brother Song and the Song family.

In short, no matter what it is, after he, Uncle Wei, met Song's niece, his first impression was that this child would marry well in the future, especially her father's future was on the rise. This flower-like girl makes him envious, and he has no daughter.

The huge people of Kuraba are more direct.

Huge people rise step by step on their own, and their speech is inevitably rougher.

His wife asked, how is the daughter of the Song Ju family, can you introduce it to my maiden nephew?

In ancient times, finding a partner was like this, introducing each other through a network of acquaintances, and then letting the matchmaker come to the door.

In the past two years, there have always been accidents in the imperial court, first of all, the death of the emperor and the national funeral, the war, the big flood, many people of the right age to marry have been delayed, as if they were blocked, this year there are a large number of young people to marry, marriage. Mrs. Pang is in a hurry.

This is also the reason why Song Fusheng said at the wedding banquet that "our family almost held a group wedding".

It's really like that, no one waits for anyone, and every family is doing happy events in a row.

"Madam, what do you think of beautiful things, other people's daughters look like jasmine flowers, just like your maiden nephew," except for two money, there is nothing left.

"If your daughter is like a flower, will you marry? Don't let me offend people for nothing, Brother Song and I are fine, don't even mention it. ”

After a while, the huge man took off his soap boots and said: "If I am Brother Song, I am not in a hurry to set up a family affair for my daughter, and I am not very old, who knows where I can go in the future as a father?" Now that the fire is in a hurry, do you want to marry low? That's a lot of regret. ”

There is a feeling in the tone that it is not appropriate to sell pork if it is cheap.

Well, those people who went to the wedding and saw Song Fuling thought the same thing.

Song Xiaolian's daughter is not something they can introduce to someone, and neither can their own son, so they feel unconfident.

Yang Mingyuan's sister-in-law raised her voice: "Forty taels of silver, what are you doing at home, give forty taels as a gift?" ”

"Shut up," Yang Mingyuan's mother scolded her daughter-in-law: "Mingyuan takes your sister-in-law seriously, so he will tell you if you ask him." Spend yours? ”

"No, mother, you misunderstood. I mean, what's the relationship, just give forty taels, and that can be exchanged for two coarse solid silver bracelets. So generous, I just can't figure it out, Uncle always wants to do something, like he can help our family or fall in love with other people's daughters or something. ”

"Fancy someone's daughter?"

"Huh?" Sister-in-law Yang looked inexplicable, what did she say just now, "Ah yes, I have fallen in love with someone's daughter, mother." ”

Mother Yang's mind flashed Song Fuling's appearance, and something was about to come out, so she hurriedly turned her head to find Yang Mingyuan.

Yang Mingyuan's sister-in-law stood in place, wouldn't she? Did she guess what she said casually?

……

Mother Yang appeared coldly and asked Yang Mingyuan, my son, have you taken a fancy to Miss Song?

The tip of Yang Mingyuan's pen suddenly stained the paper.

He looked up at the window and said without even a pause, "Yes." ”

His mother said, no, we don't deserve people, right?

After Yang Mingyuan finished washing his pen in silence, he turned around and asked in a flat tone: "Mother, you are my mother, do you also think that your son is unworthy?" ”

"I ......"

"Hehe, I see."

Mother Yang felt her son's disappointment in her, and hurriedly stepped forward to explain:

"Mingyuan, you are naturally good in your mother's heart, and your mother is anxious because she is afraid that you will be distracted.

The next step is to go to Beijing to take the exam, I think this thing is a little impossible.

Why can't it be done, because our family is not as good as others at the beginning.

You said that you were admitted to Xiucai, and your father was also admitted to Xiucai, and you were admitted to lift people, but your father was still admitted to lift people, and he was still in front of you, and he was a famous talent in Fengtian.

You said that if you were admitted to the lifter, her father would be on the list, and there was still a thought about it.

Therefore, no matter how hard we try, it seems that it is worse than the Song family, so you don't want to be distracted by things that can't be done, and if you are distracted, it will affect your next future. ”

The more Yang Mu explained, the more confused it became.

"Mother, go out, I'm going to read the book."

"Mingyuan?"

"Get out."

The moment the door closed, Yang Mingyuan crumpled the paper into a ball and held it in the palm of his hand.

After a cup of tea, he slowly let go again.

He was used to being told no, and his face returned to calm.