"Is it better in my heart, is my head still hurting, you lie down and sleep for a while, Yuan Hao brought a pheasant, and my mother will stew chicken soup for you."

After Zhou Xiumei saw Ruan Yongshan and Li Yuanhao go out, Qingping was still lying on her shoulder, as if she was still making trouble, and couldn't help but sigh softly in her heart.

"Nizi, if you really don't want to, my mother won't force you to marry Yuan Hao, don't worry, your father has me!"

Qingping couldn't help but feel relieved in her heart, it seemed that her mother did not agree with her marriage with Yuan Hao, it seems that although he was accepted as an apprentice by his father, his character should not be good.

"However, to tell you the truth, Yuan Hao grew up under the watchful eyes of his mother and father, except that the situation at home is really worse, and he is indeed a reliable person."

Seeing that Qingping seemed to have some movement, Zhou Xiumei changed her mind again.

Compared with Liu Wenyuan's polite appearance, Yuan Hao looks a little rougher, but his appearance is not bad, and there is really nothing to say about his character.

Her Qingping has a bad temper, and she really wants to marry somewhere else, she is really not at ease, but in this village, there are still people who dare to marry her family's Nizi?

Besides, the living conditions in the entire Qingchuan Township, and their Qingchuan Village are the best, even in the most difficult days, no one died of hunger, and the situation in several other villages, there are still many people who are barely hungry.

Listening to Zhou Xiumei's words, Qingping's brows furrowed even tighter, since her character is good, will her appearance be very stumpy?

After crying, she was in a good mood, and her mind was already vaguely filled with more bits and pieces of her life with her father, mother and younger brother.

However, no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't remember when she and this Yuan Hao were married, and she couldn't remember what Yuan Hao looked like.

Because she was thinking too hard, her brain began to throb again, and Qingping had to try to suppress the doubts in her heart and slowly raised her head.

"Mother, I, I don't want to get married so early!"

When Qingping looked at Zhou Xiumei, who had a loving face and worried eyes, she couldn't say anything about withdrawing from her family.

The mother is a little disdainful of Li Yuanhao's family's conditions, but she said that his character is very good, so she will observe and make a decision.

"My mother knows, and my mother is reluctant to let you marry so early, and when you want to marry again."

After a flash of joy flashed in Zhou Xiumei's eyes, there was a faint sadness, and she would wait for two years at most, and it would be too late to cause gossip.

......

There were still snow foams scattered in the sky, and Ruan Yongshan was smoking a cigarette pot and looking at Li Yuanhao who was looking up at the sky.

After a few deep breaths of eye circles, he let out a long sigh.

"Yuan Hao, Qingping, this girl is spoiled by me and your aunt, her temper is like a stubborn donkey, if you really marry her, I'm really worried that you won't be able to hold her!"

Although Qingping finally chose to turn back last night, who knows what she thinks, and it's hard to say if Liu Wenyuan's kid has some bad ideas!

"Master, I, I still want to wait for Qingping to tell me in person."

Li Yuanhao retracted his gaze, the corners of his mouth hung bitterly, remembering that when he walked into this house and came to worship Ruan Yongshan as his master, she was only ten years old and patted him on the shoulder at the age of fourteen, and asked him boldly, "Are you Li Yuanhao from Xiazhuang?" If you don't study well, why did you come to learn carpentry and electrician from my father? ’

"Also, your father is gone, you have to take care of Aunt Cui, Yuan Qing, and Yuan Ying, but don't be sad, follow my father to study hard, and you will definitely be able to earn a lot of work." ’

There was sympathy and encouragement in her eyes, and it was really these things that kept him going day by day, month by month, year by year.