I didn't expect Yunxiu to be so open, and even asked him to look for the right eye.

In the past two years, he has been away all year round, and he has been out of many big cities, and the people in the big cities are relatively open, and many people are looking for their own partners.

It's not that he didn't think about looking for it like this before, looking for one he likes, but he was afraid that he wouldn't find a suitable one.

Now that Yun Xiu is willing to help her speak in front of the Gao family, then he will look for it slowly, if he finds the twenty-four years old and has not found a suitable one, then it is not too late for him to talk about marriage through the matchmaker.

"Your Zhao family is out of you and Zhenglin, you don't want to get married early, and Zhenglin is too. Years ago, the threshold of their house was not lighter than that of your family, and just yesterday, someone came to their house to say goodbye to him. If it weren't for your fourth uncle in front of him, maybe he would have blasted people out. ”

It was Han who spoke.

Because the village has been talking about it after tea and dinner recently, she mentioned it.

Zhao Zhengxue heard her say this, and he didn't know how to answer, so he didn't answer. After sitting here, he left to play with Zhao Jian and a few of them.

Now they don't often get together, they used to be in love, and now they rarely have time to get together, and they cherish these moments.

Twenty-eight is over, and in the blink of an eye, it is twenty-nine.

Twenty-nine, sticker door painting.

The red door painting is pasted on the door, and the flavor of the New Year is stronger.

The thirtieth day of the lunar month, Chinese New Year's Eve.

Early in the morning, firecrackers were already set off outside. Yun Xiu's house is still very deserted, how is it on weekdays, how is it today, but after lunch at noon, Han and Yun Xiu began to work in the kitchen.

They have to prepare and wash all the dishes they eat in the middle of the night, mix the noodles, chop the filling, and wrap the dumplings. An afternoon was wasted in the kitchen.

"Dumplings."

Han was stir-frying in the kitchen, Yun Xiu was in the hall, Red Sleeves was helping to roll the skin, she was wrapping, and Xiaoyu was standing aside and watching. Looking at Yun Xiu's dumplings one by one, she kept pointing to the wrapped dumplings and shouting.

Very well-behaved and cute.

"Does Xiaoyu want to eat dumplings?"

This sentence was a little incomprehensible to Xiao Yu, staring at a pair of big black eyes for a long time before she nodded and replied glutinously, "Yes." ”

"If you want to eat, then your mother will come out later, and you can eat more."

Seeing her like this, the smile on Yun Xiu's face never disappeared again, and she was talking to her. However, Xiaoyu ignored her anymore, sat on the small bench, and quietly watched her and Red Sleeves busy.

"It's getting dark outside."

Today is the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

When I woke up in the morning, there was no sun in the sky, and after the door painting was pasted in the morning, the sky was much gloomy.

It's been cloudy, it's been cloudy, until now it's completely cloudy.

"The wind is blowing, and it looks like it's going to snow. The Lucky Year is a good sign. ”

Hearing the opening of the red sleeves, Yun Xiu raised his head and looked out along the crack in the door. The door was opened because the stove in the house was too hot and had to be ventilated.

But now you can't close the door.

The wind was squeaking, and it was a little cold.

Hands free, standing up, Yun Xiu walked to the door, first reached out to hang up the curtain, and suddenly heard a neighing horse outside the yard.

Immediately after, there was a knock on the courtyard door.

Yun Xiu was going to go to see the door, but who knew that Zeng Hong, who was burning the fire in the kitchen, ran out of it first, "It's coming, it's coming." ”