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"You carved it yourself?"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

Polishing a comb is a delicate job.

It is a test of skill and patience.

She glanced at the comb in her hand, and then at his.

It's too clever, isn't it?

Thinking of something, she suddenly grabbed his other hand and put it in front of her eyes to take a closer look.

Sure enough, several fingers were left with fine and dense scratches.

Too many to count, like cobwebs.

Deep or shallow.

It reminded her of when she was in elementary school, sharpening pencils with a pencil sharpener......

"It hurts, doesn't it?"

She buried her head and asked softly.

He smiled and shook his head: "A little skin trauma, it's not a ......"

Before the words fell, the warm and soft lips gently covered his rough fingers.

And with it, there was also a wet liquid.

He was stunned.

"Qing'er, what's wrong with you?"

He cupped her face.

I saw that her eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and her eyelashes were wet.

"Qing'er, you, why are you crying?"

He asked, a little panicked.

"Isn't the comb I made too ugly, I'm sorry, I, I'll definitely go to the town next time to buy a better ......"

"No!"

She shook her head and cut off his words.

"It's the best comb I've ever seen, and it's the best birthday present I've ever received when I've grown this big."

"I love it so much."

"Tang Yanzi, thank you!"

She looked at him and said with a smile.

He was a little confused.

Don't you cry when you're sad?

How can you cry when you are happy?

I really don't understand the girl's business!

In the evening, Yang Huazhou and Bao Suyun came over to chat and brought Yang Huamei's marriage news.

"The date is approved, the second dragon raises its head in the first month of February, and it is an auspicious day for the zodiac."

"Mei'er's marriage is set on that day, and there is no objection from both sides." Yang Huazhou Road.

Yang Huazhong nodded.

Yang Huazhou continued: "Lao Wang's family will provide a wedding room, a marriage bed, and a set of tables, chairs and bedding. ”

"The bride price is not half a penny, and the dowry is posted by the woman."

"The argument given by Lao Wang's family is that the scald of the embolus is only forty percent better, and the follow-up medicine and conditioning are not enough."

"Daddy has no objection to this." He said.

Yang Huazhong then nodded.

Gossip is in a woman's nature.

Sun couldn't help but ask: "Then what kind of dowry do you plan to give Mei'er?" ”

Yang Huazhou thought for a moment and said: "There are two sets of clothes, shoes and socks for the four seasons, and two sets of bedding and pillows on the bed. ”

"Clothes, cabinets, pots and buckets, and a dowry of four taels of silver."

"Didn't you sell two acres of paddy fields a few years ago, and you have eight taels of silver?" Yang Huazhong finally accosted him.

Yang Huazhou said: "Originally, it was planned to give six taels, one or two for relatives to visit during the New Year, and one or two for the bundle of the Yongxian Academy after the beginning of spring." ”

"However, the second brother and sister-in-law had a fight."

"Daddy and mother took out two taels from Mei'er's six taels and gave them to Lan'er as a dowry." Yang Huazhou Road.

Yang Huazhong was stunned.

"So, the wedding date of Lan Yatou and Lao Mu's family has also been set?" He asked.

Yang Huazhou shook his head.

"The old Mu family just sent a matchmaker to propose marriage, and Mu Zichuan hasn't come to recognize his relatives yet!"

"Oh." Yang Huazhong nodded, and then stopped asking.

At the end of the seventh day of the first month, every household put a string of short whips in front of the chicken coop.

Intended to drive away weasels.

Pray for good growth of poultry and livestock in the coming year.

While I was having dinner, there was thunder outside.

After a while, the rain began to fall.

Yang Huazhong put down his chopsticks, looked at the rain outside, and said, "It's spring today!" ”

Sun was also very happy: "It's good to fight spring, the cold weather is finally going to pass." ”

Yang Ruoqing was immersed in cooking, and when she heard the word 'spring', she was stunned.

'Hitting spring' is a local dialect.

It should be the beginning of spring, right?

Sure enough, Yang Huazhong's next words confirmed her guess.

"This year's spring is late, and it was played at the end of the month in previous years." He said.

"As the old saying goes, the beginning of spring is drenched in rain, dark and damp to Qingming."

"In the first half of the year, there was a lot of rain!" He said.

Sun nodded in agreement.

"When the rain stops, the rape wheat in the field will start growing." She said.

"You have to take care of the farm work!"

Yang Huazhong nodded: "I haven't been to see the two acres of land in Lijia Village that I bought a few years ago. ”

"When the weather clears, it's time to go over and pick up."

……

Spring rain lingers.

By the time the rain stopped, it was the twelfth day of the first month.

At breakfast, Luo Fengtang came over as promised.

A bow and arrow in a quiver, a hatchet at the waist, a dagger, and a stack of ropes.

Sun stuffed dry food on the two of them and admonished.

"It's raining for so many days, the road on the mountain is slippery, don't go too deep, you must come back before the sun sets......"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and put away the dry food: "Mother, don't worry, let's go around the outside of the mountain today." ”

After the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, she was anxious every day.

The events of the year ago cost the people and money.

After 30 years of hard work, he once returned to the pre-liberation period.

At present, there are only 700 Wen left in the family.

Of the 700 texts, 500 texts are reserved for Da'an as a restraint, and not a single child can move.

The remaining 200 wen will be used to buy rice and grain.

Five people can't support it for a few days.

After her birthday, she wanted to try her luck in the mountains, but it kept raining.

It's finally sunny today, so I have to hurry up and call Tang Lingzi to go into the mountain together.

……

"Tang Yanzi, where are we going to hunt today?"

On the mountain road, Yang Ruoqing asked Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang stopped and looked up at the towering green mountains in front of him.

He raised his hand and pointed to the south: "It's spring, the weather is warmer, and the little beasts in the south should be more haunted than elsewhere." ”

"Let's go there!"

"Okay!"

All the baggage is on Luo Fengtang's body, and she is traveling lightly.

When passing through a bamboo forest in front, Luo Fengtang stopped.

"I'm afraid there will be snakes in the mountains at this time, I'll cut a bamboo for you and take it in your hand."

He said.

"Okay!"

While he was chopping bamboo, she was not idle, risking her waist to look in the bamboo forest.

"Qing'er, what are you looking for?"

He asked curiously.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Looking for spring bamboo shoots." ”

Soon, she made a discovery.

"Ah, I've found it!"

Squatting down in surprise, he looked at the spring bamboo shoots poking out of the cracks in the soil.

"It's too small, it's not a couple of meats after peeling it, and it will take half a month to grow." She muttered to herself.

Luo Fengtang walked over with a sharpened bamboo pole.

"Then let's pick it again in half a month, this bamboo forest is remote, and no one in the village comes." He said.

Yang Ruoqing stood up, "That's the same, if they don't come, the spring bamboo shoots in this forest will be mine!" Hee-hee. ”

After taking the bamboo pole, the two of them continued to hurry and walked towards the mountains and forests to the south.

After a midwinter snow hiding, now spring has begun, and the mountains have changed color.

It is full of greenery, and the roadside is full of small flowers that cannot be named.

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