He Haowen looked at the actions of these people, and a touch of ridicule appeared on his lips, who can be sincere?

Liu Xiaoying could probably see it clearly, and looked at He Haowen's lonely eyes, and felt a little distressed. In the future, no one cares about the two of them!

After a few people discussed, the He family took out fifty yuan for the gift, and there was no bicycle sewing machine or watch. It's only a dry fifty yuan, and I don't know why my family is poor.

Although it is a little poor in these years, people with good marriage conditions will give hundreds of yuan, and the bell will ring when it turns three times.

Liu Xiaoying doesn't care about these things, but they are too much.

glanced at He Yuanqin, but he didn't speak, it seemed that he acquiesced.

I'm afraid this is the case with all the people, right? Originally, I thought He Yuanqin was a good one, but I didn't expect it to be a kind and muddy character.

Liu Xiaoying can not do these things, the key is what kind of attitude He Haowen has, which is very important.

Wang Xiuying also felt that the fifty yuan was indeed a little less, but seeing that Liu Xiaoying was an orphan girl, it was okay to find such a good family. At least I can have a home and no longer be harassed like the second lazy daughter-in-law.

"Yingzi, just mention what you need to see, let's discuss it." Wang Xiuying still said this on her face.

Liu Xiaoying hooked the corners of her mouth and said with a smile: "I don't have any requirements." ”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this, especially Zhang Cuiping's face with an expression that counted you as acquaintance.

Grandma Li grabbed Liu Xiaoying's hand, this He family is too bullying! You can't just say yes.

"But I've also seen other people's conditions for marriage." Liu Xiaoying opened her mouth lightly and continued: "I see that the marriage of our brigade Wang Goudan is also a bride price of fifty yuan, but people have three turns and one ring, so it doesn't matter if I don't want it." ”

Wang Xiuying knew who she was talking about when she heard Wang Goudan, and her face was a little unpleasant.

He Yuanqin saw that Wang Xiuying's face was ugly, and he didn't speak, anyway, they didn't know each other.

Wang Goudan's family is poor, but it cost 500 yuan to marry a daughter-in-law, and all the daughters-in-law are medium these years.

However, the He family is not the kind of family that Wang Goudan is, so Liu Xiaoying said this, which is nothing more than a slap in the face.

"Don't say anything else, it's just set, the wedding date is twenty days later, just after the New Year." He Yuanqin made a decision.

Liu Xiaoying glanced at He Haowen, and when she saw that his eyes signaled to her, she didn't say anything more.

"I'll go prepare the meal, and you all sit down." Liu Xiaoying got up and went to the house and closed the door casually.

Grandma Li glanced at Liu Xiaoying, feeling a little worthless for her, but she didn't have much to say as an outsider. sighed, looked at Wang Xiuying deeply, got up and left.

Wang Xiuying couldn't help but feel a little ashamed when she saw Grandma Li's eyes, but the He family was her relative, and she couldn't turn her elbow out. Although this is a little unfair to the child, after all, he is a soldier.

"Grandma Li, let's leave after eating." Liu Xiaoying saw the humanity.

Grandma Li shook her head, "I'll have to cook when I go back, you can eat." ”

Liu Xiaoying knew that Grandma Li was angry about her, and she felt warm in her heart.

Seeing that no one came out to help, Liu Xiaoying lowered her eyes, stir-fried the vegetables, added water and stewed them, and pasted a circle of bud rice flour cakes.

Zhang Cuiping sat on the kang and looked around the room, and couldn't help pouting, she was really poor and clean, and there was nothing.

Smelling the fragrance outside, Zhang Cuiping had a smile on her face.

He Haowen lowered his head and pondered for a long time, looked up at his "family", and looked a little mocking.

Is this his "family"?

He Haowen got up and went out to help Liu Xiaoying light the fire, Liu Xiaoying looked at his lonely look and sighed in his heart.

It took more than half an hour to cook, and I made a pheasant stewed potato, vinegared cabbage, soybean sprouts fried bacon, and a radish soup.

Several people looked at the rich dishes, and they were all surprised, and everyone had guesses about the situation of the Liu family. An orphan girl can afford to eat meat?

Wang Xiuying remembered what happened before the autumn harvest, and she was relieved.

"Let's eat." Liu Xiaoying put a large pot of bud rice flour cakes on the kang, and the table was full of vegetables.

Zhang Cuiping immediately crowded around He Quanquan, this kang table is also small, and several people are crowded and inserted.

"What table are you on?" Go to the pot and eat something. Zhang Cuiping said dissatisfiedly to Liu Xiaoying, the table was too small, and she was squeezed to death while sitting.

Liu Xiaoying glanced at her and continued to eat, her family, why did she want to get off the table?

He Yuanqin glared at Zhang Cuiping and said, "If you don't want to eat, go out!" "Usually at home, he doesn't want to teach his daughter-in-law a lesson, because his wife disciplines him, which is not more restrained outside, so he can only discipline her.

The boss doesn't care about his mother-in-law, let her be embarrassed, this is not his own home!

Zhang Cuiping saw that she was still squeezing, so she didn't dare to talk more, so she picked up chopsticks and started eating. A pile of meat is sandwiched with chopsticks, and the head of the mouth is not raised or the eyes are opened.

Liu Xiaoying lowered her head in disgust and ate some bean sprouts, anyway, there is no shortage of food for her, and everything used by these people will be disinfected in a while.

Several people were full of food and drink, and they were all very happy, except for He Haowen and Liu Xiaoying.

Seeing that the basin was empty, Liu Xiaoying got up and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks.