Yu Xiangqin finally decided to marry Zhao Zhuangshi.

There was no time to return to the city, and she had long been looking forward to it. Even if she could go back to the city, her parents were just ordinary workers, and she couldn't find a job at all and had to eat at home.

In that case, the pressure at home will be too great.

And Zhao Zhuangshi ......

Although he is quite a bastard and has a lot of messy problems, but judging by his thoughtful concern for his mother and his sister, this person is not bad to the bone.

Yu Xiangqin is not a grinder, so after deciding that she didn't think about it anymore, she took care of Zhao Zhuangshi while preparing for the wedding.

Their wedding was scheduled for a month later, because Widow Zhao heard that the Yu family had almost emptied their family funds, and pondered that Yu Xiangqin should have no money to go home for the New Year this year, so she didn't wait any longer, married someone into the family early, and let the girl have a home.

The Yu family gave Zhao Zhuangshi the medicine fee, and Widow Zhao didn't hide it, and said that this was the old father-in-law's son-in-law.

This word is well known to everyone in all parts of the country, and there are advantages and disadvantages.

The good thing is that Yu Xiangqin will not bear the reputation of selling herself because she can't afford the cost of medicine;

The bad thing is that Zhao Zhuangshi has become a soft rice man who does not hesitate to give up one leg to eat soft rice.

Widow Zhao has long been accustomed to gossip, she can spill, no one dares to talk nonsense in front of her, and she doesn't care about what she says behind her back.

As for Zhao Zhuangshi......

He was still immersed in the dazed feeling that he suddenly had a daughter-in-law, and he didn't know that he, the former village tyrant, had become a joke after dinner.

In this regard, Widow Zhao said, anyway, he was in the health center, and he couldn't hear it. Even if he heard it, he wasn't afraid, anyway, he couldn't afford to fight with people now.

Widow Zhao herself was not idle, in addition to the sugar and meat used by Zhang Luo for marriage, she also went to Uncle Li to order a large wardrobe and desk.

She had already said that she would build a big wardrobe for her daughter-in-law, as for why she added an extra desk-

Widow Zhao said again, her daughter-in-law is an educated youth and a teacher in a literacy class, so she has nothing to do to read and write, so she must have a table! Doesn't the daughter-in-law of the elementary school teacher of the Lao He family also have a desk? What? Literacy class teachers don't need it? Why don't you need it, she said she can use it!

Others said that Widow Zhao had never seen her daughter-in-law in eight lifetimes, and she couldn't wait to pluck all the stars in the sky for her.

Yu Xiangqin listened and watched, and the smile on the corner of her mouth increased day by day.

Because she is going to get married, Zhiqing is also busy. She is not the first educated youth to get married, but it is also a rare happy event.

On Sunday's day off, a few girls huddled on the kang in the front yard to peel peanuts. Zheng Shan was also picked up by Lin Nianhe, and the little girl was next to Lin Nianhe and occupied a corner of the kang table to do her homework.

While they were chattering, Wang Hong pushed the door and came in.

"Hey, I'm freezing to death."

Wang Hong walked in quickly, put his hand on the kang, and greeted casually: "It's here, it's just right, I have something to look for you." ”

"Aunt Wang, eat peanuts." Lin Nianhe grabbed a handful of peanut kernels and handed them over.

"Don't eat it." Wang Hong waved his hand, sat on the kang and said, "The textile factory is going to recruit people who can do needlework, make hair flowers, and give a dime for one. ”

The textile factory has been tossing about this matter for several days, and there are a lot of rules and regulations, which makes Wang Hong very tired.

The backyard trio were not interested in this, especially Wen Lan, who now felt pain in her brain when she heard the word "head flower".

Wen Qingqing and Wen Softsoft glanced at each other, not very interested. Neither of them had done needlework at home, and the dime was not attractive to them.

Yu Xiangqin instantly recovered from the state of silly music, and raised her hand high: "I'll do it, I'll do it!" ”

Wang Hong looked at her, pursed her lips, and teased: "Okay, I'll note it to you, you and your mother-in-law are also companions." ”

Yu Xiangqin's face flushed symbolically.

She's been listening to this too much lately, and she's been immune for a long time.

Wang Xue and Miao Hongqi looked at each other for a long time, and finally Wang Xue asked, "Aunt Wang, is there a quantity requirement for this job?" ”

"No, you can do as much as you want, receive as much as you want, pay as much as you want." Wang Hong knew what they were worried about, and continued, "If you two know how to needle and thread, you can do it, and the needle and thread will be sent, and you don't need to add anything." ”

"Okay, I'll do it." Miao Hongqi said immediately.

"I can do that too." Wang Xue also said.

"Okay, I'll write it down for all of you." Wang Hong lowered her eyes and remembered her name, "What about you?" I remember that Xiaolan is skillful. ”

Wen Lan waved her hand again and again: "Don't, don't count me, I made Hezi make a mess and his head hurts when he thinks about it!" ”

But she thought about it for a while, and changed her mind again: "I'll do it anyway, count me in!" ”

"How do you think it's a play? To do it or not? ”

"Do it, I'll do it!"

Wen Lan's eyes were firm.

She also thought of the fear of being dominated by Lin Nianhe just now, and fainted. It's good to be a head flower, things are small, and she is not afraid of being seen, she can take it to school, and she can do it when there is no class!

Isn't a dime also money!

"What about you?" Wang Hong looked at the four people who had never spoken.

Lin Nianhe stuffed a peanut into Zheng Shan's small mouth: "Aunt Wang, do you think I look like someone who can do needlework?" ”

Wang Hong: "No, next." ”

Wang Shumei has been busy knitting sweaters for Wang Xiaoxiao recently, and said with a smile that she can't do it now, and she will talk about it when she is busy during this time.

Wen Qingqing and Wen Ruansoft are in the same condition as Lin Nianhe, and they all say that they can't do needlework.

"Okay, you guys are busy, I'll go to another house." Wang Hong wrote down her name in the notebook, got up and walked out.

As soon as she lifted the curtain and pushed the door open, she heard someone shouting outside: "Is Lin Zhiqing here?" ”

Wang Hong took a look, and after being stunned for a moment, he recognized it: "It's Shanshanniang, come into the house, Nianhe Shanshan is all in this house!" ”

Zheng Lirong carried a large box and a sack, and after entering the door, she put things aside casually, and her eyes were glued to Zheng Shan.

I haven't seen her for a few months, and her daughter is dark and fat, wearing a clean pink floral padded jacket, combing neat pigtails, and two small bows tied at the ends of her hair.

Zheng Shan raised her head, her bright big eyes flushed a hint of red, she pursed her lips and called, "Mother." ”

Zheng Shan spoke after she was kidnapped last time, but she said very little, basically to Lin Nianhe, and occasionally popped out a few words to Bai Xiaojun, such as - go away, don't make noise, shut up.

Lin Nianhe testified that this is really not Zheng Shan's problem as a sister, but Bai Xiaojun's real lack of lessons.

Lin Nianhe even felt that Zheng Shan's temper was too good, if she had a younger brother who tried to stuff all kinds of insects into her mouth every day, she could pump him on the beam of the hanging house with a belt.

"Hey, hey!"

Zheng Lirong's eyes were red, and she took a few steps forward, but she didn't dare to reach out to hug Zheng Shan, but rubbed her hands vigorously first, afraid that the cold on her body would stain the child.

She intended to dodge, but Zheng Shan sensitively misunderstood, the little girl's eyes turned even redder, she pursed her lips, and her little hand trembled and picked up the pencil she had just put down again.

She was just about to bow her head, but her pigtail was grabbed by Lin Nianhe, and when she looked up, she was facing Lin Nianhe's smiling eyes.

"Don't pounce on your mother, she's covered in snow and cold."

(End of chapter)