readx;?“ What about Xiaojing?" A attentive old woman saw that the men and women were sitting outside, and even the daughters-in-law who were busy on the stove were now sitting on the table at the kitchen door, but Qiao Xiaojing was missing. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Everyone glanced around, no one saw Qiao Xiaojing's shadow, who was accompanying the old women to pick leeks Chunhua threw down the leeks, got up and went towards the original firewood house, which has now become a small thatched hut stacked with sundries, everyone's eyes invariably fell to the hurried Chunhua, and there was an inexplicable heaviness in their hearts--- that room had taken the life of Xiaojing's father Qiao Liang.

"Xiaojing, this child," is still the old woman, she sighed lightly, "The heart is too heavy, today, she must have remembered that sad thing again, it's been more than a year, and she still can't let go!"

None of the people present answered the old woman's words, but it was clear from their faces that their hearts were as heavy as their countenances.

When her mother Chunhua walked into the thatched hut, Qiao Xiaojing was kneeling on the ground, chanting words in her mouth, although she couldn't hear what she was talking about, but Chunhua knew in her heart that the child must be telling her biological father Qiao Liang that she was depressed in her heart, and didn't say anything, just gently patted her shoulder and stroked the top of her head.

"Mother. Qiao Xiaojing glanced up at her mother, with a little melancholy and a little resentment in her tearful eyes.

"Mother did this, which made you feel wronged. Chunhua squatted down and looked at her daughter affectionately.

"Mother. Qiao Xiaojing couldn't suppress the grievances in her heart anymore, threw herself into Chunhua's arms, and sobbed.

Mother Chunhua held Xiaojing tightly in her arms, gently caressing her daughter's back with both hands, tears rolling in her eyes.

"Mother," Qiao Xiaojing sobbed, her long-suppressed emotions were finally released, and her mood was much better, she snuggled in her mother Chunhua's arms, and said softly, "I don't know what's wrong, I always feel wronged recently, but I can't tell what the grievances are, I just want to cry, I want to cry a good time." ”

"Okay, there are still a lot of people out there, don't let people wait for us. Chunhua patted her daughter's head affectionately.

"If they knew that I was hiding here and crying," Qiao Xiaojing straightened up, wiped the tears on her face with the back of her hand, and looked at her mother with some embarrassment, "Will you laugh at me and say that I am ignorant?"

"No!" mother Chunhua wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes for her daughter Xiaojing......

"The matchmaker is here, the bridegroom is here......" Suddenly there was a child's cry outside the house.

Chunhua hurriedly stood up, pulled her daughter up, and instructed: "Come out quickly, people are already here, you can't hide here, you should help me take care of the guests together, you can't make people think that you are ignorant, you know?"

Qiao Xiaojing nodded, patting the dust on her knees.

Chunhua stood at the door of the hut, reached out and brushed her hair, cleaned her eye sockets, tugged at the placket of her clothes, and then straightened up and walked out of the hut, every small movement looked very serious.

At this time, everyone got up and came to the courtyard of Qiao Xiaojing's house to welcome the arrival of the matchmaker and the "groom's official" Liu Ma.

A middle-aged man in his forties walked forward with firm steps, and a slight shy smile appeared on his face when he saw the welcoming team. The patriarch Qiao Baocai stepped forward to greet the matchmaker and Liu Ma for a few words, and grabbed Liu Ma's hand and walked into the courtyard.

The banquet had already been prepared, and when the matchmaker and Liu Ma sat down, Qiao Baocai beckoned the villagers to sit down, and said excitedly: "The noble man has arrived, and the auspicious time has arrived, and the wedding banquet will start now." The children running back and forth in the yard cheered.

At this time, the patriarch Qiao Baocai walked in front of Chunhua and Qiao Xiaojing, whispered a few times, and called Liu Ma, who had just sat down, to say head to head, and then the four of them walked into the main house together. The main house has already set up the incense table, and there is Qiao Liang's spirit card in the middle, and the incense burner is supported in front of the spirit card, and half a bowl of vegetables and half a nest head are placed in front of the incense table as a tribute.

Qiao Xiaojing, on behalf of her mother Chunhua and stepfather Liu Ma, who was about to replace her father Qiao Liang, stepped forward and lit three incense sticks, bowed three times, and inserted them in the incense burner. Chunhua and her daughter Xiaojing knelt on the ground, and Liu Ma just stood beside them with a serious face.

Qiao Baocai was like making an announcement in the ancestral hall of the Qiao family, briefly explained a few words to the deceased, and made Qiao Xiaojing's mother and daughter kowtow to the deceased three times. Then the four of them walked out of the main house together, and then the "wedding feast" really began.

At first, because there were Liu Ma and the matchmaker at the banquet, everyone was more restrained, and their voices were more smiling, but after the wine, the situation was very different, many villagers spoke and acted heroically, and there were a few villagers who were not very good at wine, and there was no door on their mouths, and they all began to say what they could not say, and the wine bowls were even more upside down.

"I'm happy today," Qiao Baocai stood up, with a serious expression, and said unhurriedly, "You can drink more, you can eat more food, but you can't talk too much, let alone talk nonsense, this is a principle that must be adhered to." ”

Everyone quieted down, and many people picked up the wine bowls and quietly put them on the table, they all knew Qiao Baocai's personality, if they really angered the patriarch and the rich man Qiao Baocai, they might not know when they would suffer.

Seeing everyone's cautious reaction, Liu Ma, who had just arrived, seemed a little cramped and uneasy.

Not long after everyone fell silent, there was a loud and long fart, and although everyone knew that it was embarrassing, and they should pretend not to know, the funny thing was that one of them laughed out loud, and the rest of the people could not hold it back any longer, and everyone laughed, and several of them burst into tears.

The atmosphere that had just been serious was actually affected by a fart, and Qiao Baocai's face became very ugly.

The rotten old man Xue lowered his head, stroked his silver-white beard, and said timidly: "I have been holding it for a long time, holding it back, and as soon as I relax, I will release it." I, I didn't mean to. "There are not a few teeth left of his teeth, and whenever he speaks, the sunken cheeks always bulge and suck, giving the impression that his mouth is full of gas.

This Xue Lao Han is almost old, he is already a man in his last years, his wife has long passed away, he has no children and no daughters under his knees, and he lives very lonely, from his emaciated body, protruding cheekbones and dense wrinkles, it is not difficult to see that he is also an old man who has experienced vicissitudes. Maybe because he is old, he often suffers from eye diseases, and his eyes are always rotten, so some people call him "rotten eyes".

This Xue Laohan has long known that people call him like this, and he is used to it.

"You rotten ......" Qiao Baocai pointed at Xue Laohan helplessly, and he didn't know what to say, so he stopped gnawing.

Everyone laughed again, some people were laughing at the fart, and naturally some people were laughing at the old man Xue with bad eyes, whether someone would laugh at the rich man Qiao Baocai, it is unknown. In short, except for Qiao Baocai, the rest of the people had smiles on their faces.

After many twists and turns, it finally returned to a relaxed and joyful atmosphere. Drinking and eating, chatting, and pulling have become the main theme at this time.

"The groom's official" Liu Ma, with the encouragement of Qiao Baocai, took a bowl on the left and a bowl on the right, and soon lost the restraint at the beginning, but became much more open-minded and cheerful. He stood up, took the wine bowl, and began to toast to the crowd, one bowl to the left and one bowl to the right, and soon the "bridegroom" began to shake his body as he walked, three steps forward and two steps back, and he could not sit firmly on the stool.

When the wine came up, several villagers stood up and "punched" with their throats, but most of them still sat in their seats and talked nonsense, some talked about the "groom official", some talked about the growth of crops, some talked about gods and ghosts, and of course, there were also people who made fun of the women in the village, and the laughter was bursting and the voices were boiling.

Qiao Shuangxi is still the same, he will glance at his father Qiao Baocai who is sitting in the middle and gnaws silently from time to time, but most of the time he will stare at Qiao Xiaojing, who is busy, with a lovely smile on his face.

Only the village chief Qiao Baocai had no joy on his face, neither chatting with the people around him, nor listening to others' chats, let alone participating in the fist stroke, leaning quietly on the desk alone, taking a sip of the wine bowl from time to time, and looking very depressed in his heart.

Some women couldn't stand the man's graffiti, so they also interjected a few naughty words to fight back, and the rest of the women also echoed, and everyone leaned forward and leaned back with laughter.

But there is a young woman who is not very old but different from them, she does not smile much, she lives alone outside the rhythm of everyone, she takes a bite to eat when she wants to eat, sip wine when she wants to drink, and occasionally tilts her head to look at Qiao Baocai not far away.

The young woman was dressed in a pink blouse and cream-colored trousers, and her clothes were very well-fitting, and her fair skin and delicate face were pitiful. Under the willow-leaf-like silkworm eyebrows, there are two black pearl-like eyes, exuding a blazing look, and a black and bright hair is delicately braided into a small braid and tied behind the head, which is particularly dazzling compared to the village women.

Such a woman, sitting in a group of village women with yellowish faces, gray hair, unpretentious clothes, and even faded and patched clothes, can be described as the difference between the bright moon and fluorescence. She is the daughter-in-law of Li Hanzi in the west of the village, Hong Xing.

None of the people present noticed this detail, even outsiders Qiao Xiaojing and Qiao Shuangxi.

The somewhat peculiar wedding feast lasted for more than three hours, and finally ended with several men getting drunk and most of the men walking swaying.

The men who were full of alcohol left one after another, and most of the women stayed, and they helped Qiao Xiaojing's mother and daughter to simply clean up the remaining things on the table, put the scattered dishes and chopsticks together, and then took their stools, tables and chopsticks home one by one.

The two strong men who removed the door panel installed the door panel in the distance again, and then dispersed.

Only Qiao Shuangxi left, he came to Qiao Xiaojing's side with a smile, and said in a low voice: "I'll help you pick it up, there are a lot of things, you and your aunt are too slow to clean up." ”

Qiao Xiaojing didn't seem to like Qiao Shuangxi, gave him a blank look, and said coldly: "No need, I have time, and I'm not in a hurry to sleep, it doesn't matter when I clean up." You'd better go back quickly, don't delay too late, I'll have to see you off then." ”

Qiao Shuangxi was ruthlessly rejected and left in a huff.

This "groom's official" Liu Ma was already drunk like mud, paralyzed in the yard like a broken bone, panting heavily, Qiao Xiaojing and her mother Chunhua cleaned up the things scattered in the yard, when Qiao Xiaojing walked past her stepfather Liu Ma with a square stool, this Liu Ma reached out and touched Qiao Xiaojing's ankle......

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