Chapter 20: Calculation

"Brother, there are so many good women in the world, let's find a woman who has you in her eyes and heart in the future."

Yang Jiang nodded lightly, still not looking up.

"That's good, our family's face is going to be lost." Mother Yang wiped her tears and muttered.

"Mom, it's the Zhou family and the He family who are ashamed, what do we have to be ashamed of, at most, our family is too honest and bullied."

Dad Yang suddenly said: "I'll go to the Zhou family tomorrow, I didn't bully people like this." ”

Yang Liu persuaded his younger brother to persuade his mother, and now he began to persuade his father again: "Dad, we don't have to worry, we are waiting for them to come to the door; The Zhou family will definitely come to apologize, of course, mainly to withdraw from the marriage. ”

The whole family looked at Yang Liu, and Yang Liu said: "Dad, Mom, they came to the door to withdraw from their relatives, we agreed without saying a word, and if they brought things, we didn't want them, let them all take them away." ”

Mother Yang frowned: "Isn't this too cheap for them?" ”

Yang Liu smiled and explained: "We promised to be happy, which means that we don't care about her Zhou Fen at all, and besides, the Zhou family is powerful, and it was they who were supposed to lose, and we went to fight for a while, but they were annoyed and angry, which is not good for our family." ”

"Also, the ancestors of the Zhou family used to be bandits, and that family was a little banditry, and we have few families, so we can't resist them." Mother Yang also felt that this was the reason, and after speaking, she felt aggrieved and sighed heavily.

After speaking, Dad Yang touched his injured knee with his hand, and he was also very aggrieved.

Yang Liu knew that his family was angry, so he told him about persuading Zhou Fen to marry He Bing.

Even Yang Jiang raised his head, not understanding what his sister meant?

So, she explained in detail: "He Bing is a flower, and the Zhou family is not a fuel-efficient lamp, these two are married, and they have to quarrel every day?" Fight every day? Moreover, Zhou Fen should not be able to have children, the He Bing family has been passed down for three generations, and the He family is definitely not satisfied, but this is He Bing's sin, the Zhou family will not bow their heads at all, hum, look, it's strange that the chickens and dogs of their two families don't make trouble. ”

After hearing this, the family's hearts were a lot more relaxed, and their faces looked better.

Yang Liu picked up a crystal clear light green fruit candy and looked through it in his hand, sneering in his heart, but this is not enough!

However, there is no need to let her family know what she thinks.

Late at night, the mood of his parents and Yang Jiang was calmer, and the family went to sleep separately.

Yang Liu walked to his parents' room and saw Lin Zhiyu reading with his back to the door and bowing his head seriously.

"Zhiyu, go back to sleep."

Zhiyu closed the book, stood up and turned around, and smiled gently at Yang Liu, there was no trace of haze in his eyes, Yang Liu suddenly felt that the years were quiet, and she also smiled back, and the boredom in her heart was swept away.

Lying on the bed, Yang Liu snuggled in Lin Zhiyu's arms and told the day's events.

Lin Zhiyu nodded knowingly: "No wonder you behaved like that yesterday morning." ”

He bowed his head and kissed Yang Liu's forehead, and comforted: "Since you can't walk a road, it's better to disperse early." Our family is at most talked about a few words, and after a long time, we forget it, people, and soon we will be attracted by new things. ”

Early the next morning, after breakfast, Yang Liu said that she would help Teacher Fang and her mother make clothes, so that everyone should not come into the house to disturb her.

Mother Yang smiled: "We all have to go out to be busy, who will come back before noon?" ”

Seeing that my mother was still in the mood to joke, it seemed that she wanted to open it after a night's sleep.

Yang Jiang silently carried the hoe with a calm face and went to work.

After they left, Yang Liu closed the door of his room, plugged in the latch, and then carried the cloth into the space.

Yang Liu flipped through the book and drew drawings before he began to cut the fabric.

She first put the dress on the model, fixed it with pins, and then carefully adjusted the cut, and felt that it was almost time before she began to sew it with a sewing machine.

Mr. Fang's clothes are white muslin short-sleeved shirts, and Yang Liu has not made too many changes, only using the silver threads in the space to remove auspicious cloud patterns on the neckline and cuffs; The pockets are small folded, and there is a sense of design, and the buttons are made of plastic buttons bought by the supply and marketing cooperative.

It took only one morning to make a dress, and Yang Liu saw that it was eleven o'clock, so he came out of the space to cook.