When the two of them walked back with heavy baskets on their backs, Ye Hongsleeve also pulled Yang Yuehong to buy four servings of pig's feet at the noodle stall next to the Fragrance Pavilion.

Yang Yuehong felt that the price was a little expensive, so she pulled Ye Hong's sleeves who had to pay, otherwise she would pay.

"Red sleeves, if you want to eat, we can go to the market to buy fresh pork feet, I will marinate, the taste is no worse than here."

Since her brother died and her mother fell ill, she broke her penny into eight-petal flowers.

"Sister Yuehong, let's buy this time today, even my eldest brother and my mother like this taste! Uncle Yang and Aunt Yang will definitely like it, and next time I want to eat it, I'll let you make it. ”

After Ye Hongsleeve finished speaking, he twisted a piece of bone and stuffed it into her mouth.

"By the way, do you have any alcohol at home?"

Then she threw a piece into her mouth.

"Yes! You forget, my dad used to bury a jar of his hand-brewed daughter red under the peach blossom tree in the yard every year on my birthday. ”

"I almost forgot if you didn't say it, I remember when Uncle Yang buried the wine with a hoe, saying that the wine would be dug up when you got married.

You can't drink such a meaningful wine, you have to wait until you get married to dig it out, let's wait until we go back and ask Uncle Liu to buy two jars of glutinous rice bar! ”

Yang Yuehong's words reminded Ye Hongsleeve, and she remembered when she was a child when the peach blossoms were flying in March, Yang Lao Wu took a hoe to dig a pit under the tree and bury wine.

She remembered that when she was a child, she counted with her fingers before the wine would be dug up, and when it was dug up, it was when Sister Yuehong was the bride.

"Don't waste any more money, we'll dig and drink when we go back, and didn't I say I won't marry! If I really leave, what will my father do? ”

Speaking of getting married, Yang Yuehong's expression immediately dimmed.

In fact, not only is she not at ease with her father, but she also knows her current reputation in her heart.

Although no one in Chimen Village dares to gossip about her now, the people in other villages still have the same opinion of her, thinking that she has been touched by the masked gangsters and her body is dirty.

Ye Hongsleeve wanted to comfort her for a few words, but she had already put on her back and already moved forward.

There were too many things, and it was really difficult for the two of them to carry them, but the two of them had only walked for a short time when they saw a familiar carriage coming towards them.

"You dare to carry so many things on your shoulders, and you are not afraid of crushing your small body!"

Before the carriage was stable, Lian Junjie jumped out of the carriage and reached out to unload the basket on Ye Hong's sleeves and shoulders.

After throwing the basket into the carriage, he rubbed her little shoulders.

"I'm not as useless as you say!"

"You're useful, you're the best, it's done!"

Ye Hongsleeve was amused by his words, and he felt that he was about to become a crushed tofu in his eyes.

Yang Yuehong saw Lian Junjie's face full of pity and pampering when she looked at Ye Hong's sleeves, and then thought of her current situation, and felt even more bitter in her heart.

She turned around, leaning back to the carriage, trying to remove the heavy basket on her shoulders by herself, but when she turned around, she suddenly felt a lightness on her shoulders, and the basket seemed to have been lifted by someone.

She turned around and smiled at Ye Changqing's handsome face looking at her.

"I'm coming!"

A clear and deep voice sounded in her ears, and Yang Yuehong didn't react, and the back basket was completely removed from her shoulder.