Mother Wen has been married for many years, and she still listens to Grandma Xu the most.

The last time the eldest sister Wen Xueyan was bullied, she didn't think about how to get justice for her daughter, but how to compromise and excuse others, so as not to make things bigger, for fear of offending her mother's family.

This time, at the behest of Grandma Xu, she arranged a target for Wen Xueqi with someone behind her back. After all, if you have a partner, your in-laws have to give a bride price, and the girl can still go to work in the factory, and their family can get a lot of money.

"Second girl, we don't have briquettes at home, you go to Xiaoguanzhuang, tell the briquette seller, and ask him to send some briquettes."

Wen Xueqiquan didn't know about the blind date, and asked her mother seriously, "How many briquettes are appropriate?" ”

Mother Wen glared at her irritably, "Oh, look at the thing that asked you to do some work!" How much do you want? Just tell him, people know it. ”

Wen Xueqi knew in his heart, didn't ask any more, and pedaled into the car and went to the briquette room.

In recent years, the countryside has progressed, and instead of the whole pot that was burned before, it is now the division of labor between the pot and the briquette stove. Steamed buns and pancakes are used to burn firewood in a pot, and briquettes are burned on a stove for stir-frying and tea.

Some people specialize in playing briquettes at home to sell, and deliver them to the door, save effort, want briquettes to talk to others, you have to drive the cart to send it, everyone likes it, this place is the briquette room.

Wen Xueqi stood in the circle and observed for a long time, but he didn't find a young man of the same age. Could it be that she found a widowed middle-aged man?

A woman working next to her caught her eye.

"Auntie, I'll order briquettes."

The briquette-beating woman, with her dark-skinned and washbasin-sized face round and swollen like a ball, had a scarf on her head, and wrapped her dirty hair in it, revealing only a little hair from her ears to show their oiliness.

When she saw Wen Xueqi, she was a little disgusted, "Girl, where are you?" ”

Wen Xueqi pondered for a moment and replied truthfully, "Auntie, I am from Yishui Village, and my surname is Wen." ”

The woman looked at her in disbelief, "Are you from the old Wen family?" Why are you so skinny that you can hold a sack of wheat? Can you pull a plough to plough the land? Can you lift 20 briquettes? ”

This small official village said that daughters-in-law like stout girls. They think that Wen Xueqi, who has thin arms and legs, can't do farm work and is not good at giving birth.

Wen Xueqi shook his head, "My family loves me and never lets me work. ”

The woman's face was pulled down, and her words were very direct, "You are skinny and bone-in-cheek, and you are not blessed enough at first glance, and it is not easy to give birth to a son in Ming'er." ”

"It's okay aunt, just don't give birth, it's popular in the city now not to have children."

The woman who hit the briquettes said "ah", as if she had heard some strange talk, and she hurriedly waved her hand, so she didn't want such an ambitious hen. This girl also moved out of the city to scare her, the city people will not be old, they don't need their sons to support their old age?

"Girl, you are a city lady, don't come here in the future. I'm in a dirty place, and it doesn't fit your identity. ”

Wen Xueqi sneered, she thought that the old thing's methods were so powerful, it turned out that she was looking for such a woman to attack and find fault with her, this is a fart level!

It's not just right, anyway, she came to see the means of the old thing, and she has no intention of going on a blind date.