An Yang took the marriage letter.

It is made of rice paper, which is very comfortable to the touch, and there are calligraphy words on it.

Back then, An's mother was a woman full of books, so she was favored by An's father.

It's just that over the years, she has worn some of her temperament.

Now for Anyang, she picked up the brush again and sharpened the ink again.

This paper is made by herself.

For the sake of sincerity.

The An family loves Bai Nuan very much.

An Yang took the marriage certificate and entered the inner door.

In order to be solemn, the white father and the white mother deliberately cleaned up the ancestral house.

The ancestral house is the white mother's.

When Bai's father asked to marry Bai's mother, there was no such a big battle because his father died......

Yes, his poor father died, and when he came out to practice, he died, and the family property was taken away by relatives......

His seven aunts and eight aunts, all kinds of illegitimate relatives, all died......

He was alone.

Father Bai thought a little far, but it was Mother Bai who pushed him before he came back to his senses.

Seeing An Yang, who was kneeling straight respectfully in front of him, he reached out and took the marriage book.

and gave the contents of the tray to Anyang.

"This is a warm fetal hair, there is nothing in my daughter's family, I gave it to you today, and you will be a member of my Bai family in the future."

The town has this rule, when a girl is born, she must prepare her fetal hair.

An Yang's hands trembled a little, his palms were full of sweat, and he took the purse containing the white warm tire.

On it are the flowers that Bai Nuan used to embroider.

It's ugly, it's still forced by the white mother, she is willing to embroider, and she was still young at that time, so she won't.

The crooked stitches made the corners of Anyang's lips smile.

He could think of his warmth, and how reluctant and perfunctory he should have been when he heard that he was going to embroider a purse for his future husband......

This proposal lasted for a long time.

Later, the people in the town would always mention this proposal.

Everyone praised the girl of the Bai family for marrying a good son.

When I was warming my stomach in August, I woke up late at night, and I especially wanted to eat the meal that I had at the transit station on the way to the competition in City B.

Touching his stomach, which was already a little large, he sighed silently.

woke up Anyang in his dream.

Anyang has lost more than a dozen pounds since she was pregnant in Bai Nuan.

Although the whole person is still handsome, he has lost a lot of weight than before.

Seeing Bai Nuan's unrelenting appearance, he stretched out his hand to stop her, and his voice was hoarse: "What's wrong?" ”

Bai Nuan pursed her lips and touched her stomach: "Your son said that he wants to eat a boxed lunch at the bus transfer station." ”

An Yang breathed a sigh of relief, touched her stomach, and rubbed her head against her neck: "Do you want to eat it very much?" ”

"Well, the kind that can't sleep and wants to eat." Bai Nuan said without changing his face.

"Then you lie down here for a while, and I'll get some for some."

The benefits of having money are fully reflected at this moment.

Anyang asked people to prepare food, and it took about an hour to get it ready.

Bai Nuan ate two bites, but Anyang didn't let her eat it, and reached out to take it: "Nuan Nuan, this thing is heavy oil and unhygienic, just eat a little to relieve your cravings." ”

Bai Nuan watched the meal being thrown into the trash, and felt a little pain in his heart.

What a waste! Don't you know about thrift at all, don't you know Chinese virtues?

"Shall I give you some face? Good no good? Anyang saw that she was unhappy, and coaxed softly, putting the pregnant women's milk powder that had just been brewed in the palm of her hand.

It's already warm, and it won't burn her when you drink it.