Daddy Liu thought she was waiting for him to say it, so he coughed, rubbed his thick hands, and wanted to say but didn't know how to speak, "Hey, what do I say?" ”

He pointed to Hongyu, who was sitting there honestly, and then pointed to the wing, stretched out his two index fingers and hooked them, so anxious that his face was red and his neck was thick, and he was embarrassed to say.

Zheng's face was so white that there was no blood at all, the more Daddy Liu couldn't speak, it meant that the more embarrassing this matter was, if it was spread out, it would not be a pity for her to die as a widow, how could Xiaoyu live?

"Xiaoyu and him, the raw rice is cooked and cooked." Daddy Liu finally stomped his feet and let out a sigh.

Zheng covered his face with his hands and suddenly fell crooked on the door of the hall.

Father Liu was so frightened that he didn't know whether to help him, "Brother and sister, you have to hold on." ”

"Brother Liu, forget it's my death, I don't have a face to live." Zheng didn't dare to cry loudly, pressed desperately, and leaned against the wall with a desperate face, "Let them talk." ”

Seeing this woman crying like this, Father Liu couldn't help but sigh, "It's impossible to do it now, brother and sister, I'll tell you the truth, why don't you just do it for them?" ”

What else does Zheng have to say?

Before, I felt that Hongyu was a person who couldn't afford to support his family, but now he can't dislike it.

My daughter's reputation matters.

"It just so happens that after the Qixi Festival, the light rain will be fifteen, and if you don't get married, the government will have to intervene." Father Liu slowly gave Zheng an idea.

A man died in the family, and she was a widow, where could she afford such a big event?

The Zheng family immediately asked Father Liu, "Brother Liu, you can help with this." ”

Father Liu waved his hand, "I am a corpse bearer, and it is okay to do a white thing, but it is unlucky to do a red thing." ”

Seeing Zheng looking at him with tears in his eyes, he softened, "Okay, I'll give you ideas and find some helpers." ”

Lu Qingyu never thought that she would be married off by her mother when she woke up in the afternoon.

Hongyu sat on the bamboo bed in the stove room, and saw that Father Liu and Zheng were crying one by one, and they didn't know what was wrong.

He was still thinking about the scene he saw that night, thinking that Qingyu wouldn't let him ask the little table lady, and Daddy Liu wouldn't tell him, so who would he ask.

Lu Qingyu slept until the sun was shining, only then did he get tired and lazy, got up and put on his shoes, and as soon as he pushed the door open, he saw Zheng break in with a pale face, and pulled her to the yard, "Xiaoyu, I will ask the little table lady to accompany you to the town to pull a few quilts, and you can tell your aunt what style you like." ”

Lu Qingyu was stunned, blinked, why did he suddenly pull the quilt?

But after thinking about it, too, the few beds of broken cotton wool at home are more than ten years old antiques, and they have been replaced with new ones. Now that I have more money, I should buy some clothes and bedding for my family.

So, she happily agreed, "Okay, mother, let's buy some more cloth and come back, and add two summer clothes for each person." ”

Zheng nodded, seeing that his daughter was elated, he was embarrassed to expose it.

The weather is hot, dinner is placed in the yard to eat, placed on the bamboo table of Hongyuda, and there is a moxa stick next to it, the cool breeze is blowing, but there are no mosquitoes.

After taking a sip of wild vegetable porridge, Zheng Shi opened his mouth quietly, "The eighth day of the first month of next month is a good day, have you done something?" ”

Lu Qingyu was taken aback when he heard this, "Mother, what are you doing?" ”

Zheng's fire that had been holding back for a day finally broke out, "Don't you pretend to be confused for me, wait until your belly is big?" ”

What belly is big?