Perhaps because of the shroud of sadness, the return journey seemed particularly long, coupled with the rainy gusts, they stopped and stopped, several children also fell ill with fever one after another, everyone was in a hurry, and it took a month to reach the small mountain village that made people feel at ease and nostalgic.

It was already late autumn, and the wind in the north was blowing, and when passing by Fucheng, Ran Jia and An Xuning bought a lot of things for the children, and because they couldn't let go, they bought another carriage.

When they entered the village, the mother-in-law and aunts who were not afraid of the autumn wind at the entrance of the village and said that the short parents saw that they still remembered the little widow of the Meng family who went to the southern province a few months ago, and the aunt who was close to Meng Qigu immediately trotted all the way to the village chief's house, while shouting in a sharp voice: "Meng Qigu, your daughter has returned from her relatives!" ”

Almost from the head of the village to the end of the village, everyone who was idle at home heard it and walked out to the entrance of the village.

Hundreds of people were swept away, blocked at the entrance of the village, men, women and children were all looking forward to it, envious, jealous and hateful, for Mao, they didn't have a soft heart to take care of Ran Jia's difficult days, and by the way, recognize a godfather? Otherwise, they wouldn't have looked at Meng Qigu with a smile and greeted him, good guys, they brought back more things than when they left, every car was full and couldn't be fuller, and there was an extra carriage.

The horse-drawn cart is much more expensive than the ox cart, tsk, the village chief's house is about to be developed.

How can you say that the village chief's family can also get half of it?

Woo, although they don't have their share, it's good to have a good eye addiction.

The convoy stopped at the entrance of the village, An Xuning opened the curtain and jumped down in the eyes of everyone full of surprise and gossip, he turned around and hugged the four babies one by one, and helped Ran Jia jump out of the carriage.

Meng Qigu stepped forward quickly, looked at Ran Jia and then at An Xuning, and then looked at their hands tightly clasped together, with an unconcealable surprise on her face, "You, who are you?" ”

An Xuning chuckled, the autumn sun softened the cold and hard lines on this man's face, he looked at the villagers who were listening with bated breath and ears, and said in a deep voice: "We have held a wedding under the witness of Ran Jia's relatives in the south, and we will make up for it in the village in the evening." Mother, when we passed through the town, we ordered two pigs and a sheep, and we will send them later, and I will trouble you to worry about tidying up a few tables of flowing water seats. ”

Meng Qigu sighed again and again, hey, hey, she now not only has a daughter who is like a flower and a jade, but also a son-in-law who is extremely capable and capable, hey, she will have a bunch of more outstanding little grandchildren in the future, but, "Jianier, who are these children?" ”

Ran Jia's smiling little face was a little painful, "I went to look for relatives, my sister-in-law is still there, but she has already married someone else, I don't want my nephews to suffer, so I brought them all back." ”

This is their explanation after discussion, although the population of the Song Yun family has withered a little, there are still a lot of children in the family, unless they are particularly close people, they can't recognize them all, and the four generations are in the same house. In addition to being well entertained on the first day, the dart masters were arranged in the two courtyards vacated, and Ran Jia took Yun Xuhao home on the first day, he has always had a good relationship with Song Li'an's brothers and sisters.

Therefore, the dart masters should not be clear about the relationship between them.

Moreover, the dart masters are all selected by Meng Qigu, in addition to being tall and terrifying, with good fists and feet, and their mouths are also very strict, which is the kind that their families will not leak. After all, there are two dart masters who are villagers in this village.

However, the explanation is that in order to completely dissociate themselves from the past, they registered the children in the name of An Xuning. Before the car was unloaded, Meng Qigu said to her late wife: "While it's still early, you hurry up and do this, move the children and Nizi to your son-in-law's household registration, just buy something in the town, and rush back for the wedding banquet!" ”

The village chief smiled helplessly, looking at the beautiful and clever little babies, he was also happy, and he and An Xuning took a few babies to the house to do this first.

The other nine dart masters were from several nearby villages, and they went to the houses of the two dart masters to unload the goods and left, and then the Qian family's uncle-in-law returned the ox cart after a turn.

A few sturdy boys in the village pulled the ox cart and the carriage to the courtyard where Ran Jia was, and the villagers followed suit. Ran Jia and An Xuning thought about it, they took over the four little guys, and they had to do their best to provide a better living environment and education, so they were ready to go to Fucheng to live.

Despite this, with Meng Qigu and them, Ran Jia also had some reluctance to give up on this small mountain village, after all, this is the place where she has stayed for the longest time since she came to this world, and the confusion and firmness that she once belonged to here.

In the place where the red rope can arouse everyone's envy, all kinds of Tibetan silver products make everyone happy, and every household in the south has beautiful and delicate sachets, as well as a small string of assorted rice dumplings for each family.

When the ox cart was empty, the villagers left with their things contented, not obsessed with the remaining carts of good things. There is still a big difference between the south and the north, but human beings are inseparable from food, clothing, housing and transportation, so the remaining ox carts are all the best Jiangmi in the south, and there are also some novel handicrafts, which are given to half of Meng Qigu's family, and half of them are left.

Meng Qigu also did not politely let her sons pull things back, and when she came back, the ox cart was half loaded, it was some dried vegetables, pickles and the like, she said that while the weather was good, she could continue to dry a few more waves of dried vegetables, and there were still a large number of vegetables ripe in the vegetable field, and everyone would definitely not be short of vegetables to eat in winter.

After putting the dried vegetables and pickles into the cellar, Ran Jia washed up a little, and was dragged by Meng Qigu to the village chief's house for dinner. The children of the two families gradually played together, and the smiles bloomed on the faces of the four children little by little, their lives have just begun, and the days to come are long, and too much attachment is a burden.

After eating, they began to renovate the wedding banquet in the evening, and the people in the town directly pulled two pigs and a sheep to slaughter, and the pig's blood and side crumbs could make two or three delicious dishes, and the pig's head, pig's tail, and pig's feet were marinated by Ran Jia.

The daughters-in-law and men in the neighborhood also helped each other, and the younger ones went around piecing together tables, chairs, pots and pans.

An Xuning bought a few firecrackers, as well as a lot of fireworks, a large string of red lanterns, red paper-cuts, red satin and so on. This time, Ran Jia sewed the wedding dress of the two along the way, because of the bumps on the road, she made it simple, which is just right for a wedding in the village.

arranged the wedding room again, Ran Jia's little face was smeared with pink in the redness, and her eyes were full of sweetness and shyness.

There are old men in the village who can play suona, and the young men are also beating drums and gongs, and the lively wedding feast begins when the sun falls on the mountain, accompanied by firecrackers and festive music that resound. This is a make-up wedding banquet, not so much, Ran Jia put on a riding style narrow sleeves sassy wedding dress, with a hazy red scarf around her face, her hair is completed in a delicate bun, and the silver head in the style of lotus flowers is hairpinned, beautiful and exquisite, which provokes the daughters-in-law and mothers-in-law in the village to block the door of the house and look at it enough, and call An Orion blessed.

Maybe they got some benefits, plus the face of the head of the Meng village's family, few people said sour things on such a festive day, but they all looked at Meng Meihe's family who were huddled outside the courtyard, and their eyebrows were stained with schadenfreude.

Meng Meihe opened a shop in the town, the appearance of making money every day, I don't know how many people have been red, their family was originally a relatively poor family in the village, and they can't see meat once a year, but now they are stained with Meng Meihe's light, and the smell of meat comes out of the chimney of the house at the end of the three days, and the children of several families around the hungry scream, straight to the adults for meat.

Everyone also knows that Meng Meihe, a little girl, can't be looked down on by anyone, so he stared at An Orion, who is tall and big without a field, and he is not reserved at all, and when he sees someone's legs, he goes weak and throws himself into his arms to others, but An Orion doesn't have a glance at it.

Of course, these are all things that they saw An Orion and Ran Jia marrying, and they looked at An Orion's eyes and never left Ran Jia, and when they thought of the past, they added oil and vinegar, and it became such a statement.

An Orion has always been cold-faced, if he really has anything with Meng Meihe, how can the two families keep dragging their feet and not doing things? Of course, Meng Meihe and their old family are sick again, and they even want to rely on others to settle down for marriage.

Hehe, there was such a charming little lady as Ran Jia before, who would take a fancy to Meng Meihe, who was shriveled and handsome?

is now unwilling to come to the ceremony to dress exquisitely Meng Meihe, and is not as beautiful as the half-covered bride of others.

Ran Jia also made a lot of candy in the afternoon, and the children tied it tightly with cut oiled paper, and each carried a small basket to the crowd in the evening.

An Xuning exchanged nine taels of silver copper plates as a reward, and the coke spoiled everyone, and all kinds of good words kept spitting out all night. It was the most joyful, happy, and generous wedding they had ever attended, and none of the rich men in the town were so satisfying.

The bright fireworks on the canopy piled up everyone's excitement to a high point, and even the people of several surrounding villages also felt the festive atmosphere together and blessed the couple together.

Meng Meihe looked at the newlyweds in wedding dresses, her heart was sour, and she was helpless, the male and female protagonists really can't be easily separated, the male protagonist only calls the female protagonist, and the female protagonist can't be destroyed as easily as Xiaoqiang. She completely declared the bankruptcy of the male protagonist's strategy plan.,Ready to go to Fucheng to look for business opportunities.,If you can get in touch with some powerful people.,Then your own little life must be much better than she first thought.。

After all, the male protagonist is powerful, but in the era of peace, he has no ability, but he has no ambition. She is with the male protagonist, and at most she is a village woman who accompanies him to live in seclusion and has little interest.

This is not what her soul, which has spanned thousands of years, wants.

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