Uncle Zhong Yu, you eat chicken, my mother burned it, it's fragrant. Du Gui picked up a piece of oily and ruddy chicken thigh, stretched his little arm to hand it to Zhong Yu's bowl.

"Good, good." Zhong Yu hurriedly leaned over and held the bowl to take it. Take a bite and the taste is extremely delicious.

Soon, the girls of the Du family enthusiastically brought vegetables to Zhong Yu, and his bowl was piled up. He is a doctor, somewhat cleanliness, and on weekdays, if Meizi is not there, he eats alone in the hospital. Today, he only felt that the various dishes they brought him tasted very delicious, and he almost didn't want to stop using his chopsticks.

Zhong Yu doesn't know how to cook, and he doesn't even have much interest in eating, it's just for him, eating is just to fill his stomach and live, and there is almost no other use for anything else. Today he was entertained as a distinguished guest, and the girls were smiling and talking beside him, so that he suddenly had the warmth of home, so that he felt that it was a mistake to say nothing.

After dinner, the food was withdrawn, and the girls went to the kitchen to help, while Du Shu ptalked the stones and watched the horses. Du Mei re-brewed the tea, and Zhong Yu and Du Zhong sat and chatted.

One of them is a healer and the other is a farmer, and although they seem to be two types of people who are completely out of bounds, they can also speak very harmoniously, probably because they are both good people, talking about the harvest in the field, and talking about the cure for back and leg pain.

Outside the house, a round round full moon slowly climbed up, gently sprinkled the bright moonlight in the courtyard of the second room, and the rich fragrance of osmanthus flowers drifted away with the wind.

Du Ying and Du Tao took out a case, lit three sticks of incense in the incense burner, and put cakes, fresh lotus roots, pomegranates, and a bouquet of flowers that Du Ying picked in the mountain forest.

Xu led his daughters to worship religiously, begging for the blessing of the moon god Niangniang, and looking forward to the girls' ingenuity. It is rare for Zhong Yu to follow the customs of the country, and Du Zhong, Du Shu, and the stone work together, praying for smooth wind and rain, healthy family, and prosperity of the six animals.

After a simple worship, everyone ate the cakes, the pot was newly fried Mao Li, everyone ate at will, Du Gui peeled the pomegranate again, the red seeds, all full, chewed straight mouth full of honey ~ juice, sweet and delicious.

When the moon rises in the sky, Zhong Yu should go back, because he drank wine, Du Mei asked Shi to send him back to Sheshan Town, and asked him to go back to Yunshang Embroidery Village to see Aunt Shi.

The stone was still silent, but fortunately he listened to Du Mei's words and went to lead the horse outside the courtyard, Du Mei gradually got used to his lack of words, and when he saw him like this, he stopped talking.

As soon as Zhong Yu left, the eldest girl came with the little girl, and the second stunned man also came, this night should have been lively. Children are mentally headed, but adults can't stay up, Du Zhong rarely rests for a day, since he went back to rest, Xu is also tired for a day, can't bear the noise, and takes Juniper to sleep first.

The rest of the people were afraid of arguing with their sleep, so they moved to the kitchen, ate pomegranates, peeled chestnuts, drank green plum fruit tea, told the story of Chang'e Jade Rabbit, and told the allusions of Wu Gang's Huagui.

Du Mei's family has a lot of people, happy and lively, but the other three families of the Du family are not like this.

Du Shicheng since the division of the family, the body is in dire condition, sometimes good and sometimes bad, summer is fine, and when the autumn wind blows, his lungs are like stuffed with a handful of thatch, itchy and dry, coughing every day, coughing so hoarse that he can't speak, and his body is like being sucked away by monsters, and he is only skinny and bone-in-one.

Zhong Yu often came to see him and persuaded him not to work hard and recuperate, but where can he change his temperament after working hard for half his life, he remembered that in the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, a large family had dinner with He Meimei, and he couldn't help but wet his eyes.

Wei Shi knew that Du Shicheng was numb from drinking medicine, and she had no appetite for eating, she only boiled white porridge and fried a bowl of sour cowpeas today, but today is a festival, and it is worse than the usual meal.

Du Shicheng saw that Wei brought in the porridge and side dishes, and she tilted her head to the bed.

"Now it's a meal, you have something to eat, otherwise you're hungry at night, and I'll get up and get it for you." Wei said a little impatiently.

As the saying goes, there is no filial son in front of the bed for a long time, but Wei, a pillow man who has slept for decades, has also lost his patience.

"Eat for yourself." Du Shicheng's voice was hoarse, like a shovel digging into a stone, scraping uncomfortably.

"You stubborn donkey, why don't you die, die early and ascend to heaven early, you drag it every day, do you plan to boil me to death!" Wei crossed his waist and scolded.

Wei Shi heard the laughter in the second room in the courtyard, she held back her resentment in her heart, seeing that Du Shicheng was a deputy general who was not dead, and he was picking and choosing, and her anger couldn't help but rise.

"Get out!" Du Shicheng was sad, and when she said this, he was so angry that he waved his hand and knocked over the porridge bowl.

"You!" Wei Shi watched as Bai Huahua's porridge flowed to the ground in distress, and the bowl shattered into several pieces.

"Get out!" Du Shicheng roared loudly, as if tearing his throat.

Wei put away his food and left without looking back, and Du Shicheng curled up and coughed for half a night after that roar. Wei didn't even show his face and hid in the kitchen to sleep.

The big house is all men, Zhou's cooking is not good, and women are not good, only the death strength of doing life, and naturally there is no need to beg for the gift of the moon god Niangniang.

Since he fled in a hurry that day, Du Xuan has neither returned nor brought a word with him. The son will always be the mother's heart, even if it is a woman like Zhou, who is not like a woman, she misses it very much today.

Zhou's face was calm to cook and eat, without saying a word, the father and son offended her somewhere, and they didn't dare to eat loudly, let alone find fault with the dishes she cooked. It's been a few days since the family was separated, but Zhou's cooking skills haven't improved at all, and the dishes he cooks are still worse than pig food.

The three houses were also gloomy and misty.

This unexpected pregnancy caused her to appear as quickly as a bone spirit under a golden hoop stick. Xie's body is getting heavier and heavier, and his previously slender waist has become like a bucket. The face was fat, and it turned into a large cake face, which was sprinkled with sesame seeds. The big-bellied woman is on fire, and the Xie family has been sweat-stained all day long, and in Ma Rong's eyes, the person who was originally as beautiful as a fairy now seems to have become a real old woman overnight.

Ma Rong looked at her at this time, completely losing her original appetite. But because he firmly believed that Xie was pregnant with his child, he waited for the birth of the child with his last patience.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is a day of reunion, Sanjin has been sighing since the morning, and he is thinking of Du Xing in his heart. Du Jie scoffed at his father's sorrow and sorrow, and only concentrated on endorsing and making a fuss.

Xie had a big belly, a bulging skirt covering her feet, and her legs were swollen, making her really incapacitated. Today's dinner is Ma Rong's handiwork. A man who is used to holding a hoe and a shovel, where will he cook. It's just that it's going to be cooked and eaten.

"Last year, the hibiscus soup made by my second sister-in-law was really delicious." Sanjin took a bite of food, and the taste was really not flattering, and he couldn't help but chatter.

"Then why don't you go next door for the holidays!" As soon as Xie heard Sanjin's words, he immediately became angry.

"I'll just say that, what are you anxious about?" Sanjin realized that he couldn't mention the Xu family at home, especially not in front of the Xie family.

"Hmph, I don't have anything to rush, I'm just waiting to catch you two in bed!" Xie Shi was completely enraged by Sanjin's painless words.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you ruin the reputation of the second sister-in-law, do you think Du Mei can spare you!" Sanjin shouted loudly.

Xie Shi thought that after Mrs. Cao and Du Gouzi were beaten violently, they were dragged to the streets, and they lost all their face.

"Besides, I've been taking the exam for years, maybe I'll be in high school one day, if you pass me on the word that I am not decent, and the officials above will wipe me up, you will cry then!" Sanjin threatened.

This woman is very bold, if he doesn't stick to it, and when something really happens, it will be difficult to end.

Xie Shi was frightened by him, and quietly pursed his mouth, if Sanjin is hit by the lifter, she is the wife of the lifter, if she seeks an official and a half-position, she can get a lot of money, and then she will naturally leave Dujiagou and will not be so idle.

Sanjin is not a roundworm in Xie's stomach, where did she think so far-reachingly, seeing that she really didn't make trouble, he went back to the house satisfied.

When Ma Rong heard this, he saw Xie Shi's face full of joy, and he was secretly anxious, he originally thought that when Xie Shi gave birth to a child, he would take her away, although she was older than himself, but after leaving it for himself, he naturally couldn't stay here. The most important thing is, how can his child be surnamed Du!

Xie thought about the future of a beautiful thing, there is nothing to do with Ma Rong, perhaps, she thought that he was very good, and he would take him with him in the future, or like a dog, but unexpectedly, Ma Rong is not a dog, but a wolf with fangs and sharp teeth, one day, the angry wolf will tear all the good, including her, to pieces.

The Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, and the villagers get up in the rooster crowing again, wash and dry the quilts, go to the fields to work, and the days go by like water.

Du Mei still went to the grain store, and the stewards on the dock recognized her, but she still didn't wait for Song Jiu's boat. The rice in the granary went down with a bang, and people were anxious to watch.

The next day was August 17, and the old man came to the grain shop to find Du Mei, and tonight was the warm room wine, and he invited the people in the shop to go to the lively scene.

Because Du Mei promised to help him cook the wedding feast, he could not come to the grain shop on the seventeenth and eighteenth. Niu Er and Hei Jiaolong were frowning about the food, and when they saw him invited, they wanted to take advantage of the closure of the door and close for two days to delay the time, so they readily agreed.

The happy event of Lao Jitou is the first one in Dujiagou this year, his parents are gone, and there are no close people in the ancestral side branch, so almost the whole village comes to help.

In the afternoon of this day, the entire Dujiagou was immersed in joy. The tables, chairs and benches at home were all carried spontaneously, and the new set of tables and chairs made by Du Mei's family was the most eye-catching, and it was the first time to borrow them, and some people had dishes, chopsticks, cups and saucers, and they were generously taken out and used.

The men helped to buy and order, the women helped to wash, cut and cook, and of course, Du Mei had to be in charge of the big dishes.