Recommended Reading: The chapter begins> Sun smiled lovingly, sat back, and then spoke to Blacksmith Luo.

Here, after Luo Fengtang put on Xiao An's mask, Xiao An cheered and ran to the yard to play.

He walked back to Yang Ruoqing's side and said in a low voice, "Qing'er, come over for a while." ”

The two of them went out of the hall together and came to an osmanthus tree in the courtyard outside.

"What's so mysterious?" She asked with a smile.

Luo Fengtang blushed, took out an object from behind him and stuffed it into her hand.

The palm of her hand was a little cold, and she spread it out to take a look.

It is a pair of silver bracelets in the shape of dragon whiskers.

It is also carved with a bewitching blooming gardenia.

"It's ......"

She was speechless in astonishment.

On the inside of the silver bracelet, there are also carved a few small characters with the thin legs of mosquitoes, which is the name of a century-old silversmith shop in the county.

This name is the signboard, similar to those well-known franchise chains in modern times.

In the same way, you can wear the jewelry in this century-old silversmith shop in the county seat.

It's all an honor.

"Have you gone to the county seat?" She asked suddenly.

Luo Fengtang nodded.

"Put it on and show it to me." He said expectantly.

She let out an 'um' and put a team of silver bracelets on her wrists.

Then lift it up and make a few slight turns of your wrist.

"What's going on? Isn't it good-looking? She asked him.

He looked at the pair of silver bracelets on his wrists, and his eyes showed a light of infatuation.

"It's good-looking, it's so good-looking, my Qing'er looks good in everything!"

He said three words in one breath, 'good-looking'.

Her face flushed and she gave him a disgusted look.

"Wang Po sells melons and boasts, where can you boast like this!"

She said, but her heart was like drinking honey, sweet to death!

He nodded stubbornly: "It's not a boast, it's the truth." ”

"This bracelet, when I asked the silversmith to beat it last time, I didn't know the size, so the old silversmith asked his granddaughter who was the same age as Qing'er to try it."

"I'm going to get it today, and the girl wore it again and tried it out."

"She doesn't look as good as you wear Qing'er!" He said 1510.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but hook the corners of her mouth when she heard this, and her tail was about to rise to the sky.

"Good boy, when did you go to the silversmith's shop to order it? I didn't even know that you were so elusive! She said.

He laughed.

It was last time I took Da'an Dajie and them to the county seat to customize.

He didn't tell her, he just wanted to surprise her.

After being together for so long, he hasn't given her anything valuable.

"When I have a meritorious promotion in the future, I will buy better jewelry for Qing'er and make my Qing'er look beautiful!" He said again.

Yang Ruoqing was still admiring the bracelet on her wrist.

Hearing this, she raised her eyes.

"Silly boy, the gift is not valuable, but the heart." She corrected him.

He said, "It's good if you don't dislike it." ”

"Hehe, as long as it's sent by you, I'm rare!" She said again.

"Besides, sister, I'm naturally beautiful, even if I don't dress up, walking in the crowd is the focus, right?" She asked again.

Luo Fengtang nodded hurriedly.

"Well, my Qing'er is the best-looking woman in the world!"

"Hee-hee, go up!"

She gave him a complimenting look, and she buried her head and fiddled with the bracelet on her wrist.

He could see that she was not lying, but genuinely liked the bracelet.

He was very happy in his heart.

With Qing'er's current family background, let alone a silver bracelet, even a gold bracelet can afford to wear it.

But this girl is used to being simple, and never pursues these yellow and white things.

This pair of silver bracelets is her first accessory, right?

Hehe, he gave him the first accessory, and he's proud of it.

Soon, Yang Huazhong also returned.

Naturally, a batch of gifts was purchased according to the order.

Seeing the piles of gifts like a mountain in the hall at home, Yang Huazhong, like the Sun family, was very happy.

Although neither of them is the kind of person who covets the number of gifts.

But as a woman's father, even if you are open-minded, you will also value the gifts of your children's relatives.

The number and value of things sometimes reflect the importance that the husband's family attaches to their daughters.

A daughter-in-law who marries for nothing will be considered a bargain by everyone.

It will not be respected and cherished, and even if it is gone, it will not lose anything.

And those daughters-in-law who have worn off several layers of the matchmaker's lips and spent the boss a bride price to marry back.

More attention.

This has invisibly become an ineffable set of rules, which everyone understands and follows.

Therefore, when Yang Huazhong returned home and saw that the Luo family had sent such a rich Mid-Autumn Festival gift, the man was very satisfied.

At that moment, he asked the Sun family to hurry to Zhang Luo's sumptuous meal, and sent Xiao An and them to the old mansion to invite Lao Yang Tou and them to come over for dinner at noon.

He himself accompanied the blacksmith Luo to drink tea and talk.

Here, Yang Ruoqing naturally also wants to help the Sun family cook.

Luo Fengtang originally wanted to follow Yang Ruoqing's buttocks.

But this time, as a quasi-son-in-law, he came over with his uncle to give gifts.

Therefore, he couldn't go away, so he had to stay in the hall absentmindedly and listen to Luo Fengtang and Luo Blacksmith chatting.

This piece of the backyard.

Yang Ruoqing and Sun first moved all the gifts to the wing room to organize.

"Tut, this Mid-Autumn Festival gift is really heavy, our village has never given such a heavy Mid-Autumn Festival gift to the eldest son of the main family to marry a daughter-in-law in the past!"

The Sun family sorted out the gifts sent by the old Luo family one by one, and sighed.

"These gifts are so complete, most of them are because your Uncle Luo taught Tang Lingzi." Sun said again.

"Ah, there are a lot of gifts on the side, this iron must have been added by Tang Lingzi himself!" Sun analyzed again.

"The old Locke family, these two are good." The woman sighed.

"You Uncle Luo is kind, really, Tang Yanzi looks at a person who is silent, but he is careful, especially for you, there is no need to pick!"

Sun sighed at the end.

The woman turned around and looked at Yang Ruoqing with a loving expression.

"My daughter has found a good husband who is one in a hundred, and your father and I can laugh in our dreams now!" She said.

"Mother, you said so much, are you tired?"

Yang Ruoqing asked a little embarrassed.

I took a piece of horseshoe cake and put it to Sun's mouth: "Come on, come on, eat a piece of pastry brought back from the county ......"

Sun shook his head: "The good things bought in the county town are kept for you and your younger brothers to eat, and my mother won't eat them." ”

"Oh, Tang Yanzi bought a lot, my mother will eat a piece!"

Under Yang Ruoqing's compulsion, Sun finally ate a piece.

"Not to mention, the pastries in this county taste really better than the taste in this town!" Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, and took a piece to eat.

Soft and glutinous, sweet, the entrance is melting, and you still want to eat it! End of chapter content--> Remember after reading: easy to read next time, or.

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