After the second snowfall, the temperature was even colder.

The little fox demon lies on the stove every day and is drowsy, and his body is visibly chubter.

Fu Duoxi dragged the little fox demon to meditate on the cliff for several days, according to the river god's mother-in-law, so that he could take off his mortal body as soon as possible and fly to heaven.

"Sister, what does Heavenly Court look like? I'm a fox demon, even if I cultivate into a demon immortal, I'm not qualified to go to heaven......"

"No matter what the heavenly court is, as long as we live happily according to our own will, it is better than the gods."

The little fox demon seems to understand whether he understands or not, and he is happy but smiles silently.

Obviously, I feel that my body is clearer, and I can fly into the air in one breath on the premise, and I can fly directly to the clouds in one breath at this time. In terms of the ability to fly, it is comparable to that Chen Yuan.

It's cloudy today, and the north wind is whistling against the window lattice.

"I don't go out today, I eat hot pot at home."

Yesterday I got a few hares and pheasants on the cliff, and today I used them to make spicy hot pot.

The black cat demon and Zong Yan can't eat spicy, so Fu Duoxi decides to make rice porridge soup base for them.

Since they got married, Zong Yan strictly fulfilled the duties of a little daughter-in-law, and served three meals a day to the black cat demon on the table. Of course, Fu Duoxi also followed the light, and there was no need to cook.

Fu Duoxi wanted to cook in person today, but Zong Yan was uncomfortable, so he had to help on the side.

"Then you go to the garden and pick some vegetables."

There were also a lot of green vegetables in the winter snow-covered vegetable garden, so Zong Yan went out with a basket and quickly picked a basket back. I also found a job for Fu Duoxi.

Fu Duoxi had already made the soup base at this time, and asked Zong Yan to prepare meatballs and slices, untie his apron, and step on the thin snow to go to Aunt Huang's house.

"How happy you brought me all the good things......"

Fu Duoxi handed over two pheasants and a hare to Aunt Huang, who couldn't stop smiling.

Rong Niang has been able to eat and drink recently, and her stomach has obviously grown. During the winter vacation, Huang Sheng accompanied his wife at home, and the couple either read and wrote in the house or went to the fields all day long......

Fu Duoxi was happy for Aunt Huang and was about to say goodbye, when someone came to Aunt Huang to go to the house for dinner. Of course, that person knew Fu Duoxi, and explained his intention with a smile on his face, her daughter would get married in two days, and asked Aunt Huang to go over and ask her to ask for etiquette in marrying a daughter.

Fu Duoxi is not completely familiar with the people in the village, but listening to Aunt Huang's words, the daughter of the family is remarried after her husband dies.

If a country woman marries, if she becomes a widow and has no children and no daughters, her in-laws are unwilling to take care of her, and her mother's family cannot take her in for a lifetime, except for marrying, there is no second way to live.

The woman's dead husband was a handsome descendant, and remarrying this was an old widower, seventeen or eighteen years older than her, so he was naturally unhappy, but there was no way, a widow like her, someone could be hired to marry as a wife, it was already an ancestor who accumulated virtue.

"On the day my daughter gets married, I will also ask the village chief Fu to come over to the town, so that my daughter can touch the blessings of the village chief."

Naturally, the woman was happy, and if she married a daughter twice, she would get twice the dowry for nothing, and if she remarried a daughter, she would not have to pay a dowry, and she would be much more comfortable for her son to marry a daughter-in-law.

Fudoki smiled at the woman and said goodbye and went home.

The hot pot is already bubbling in the ancient capital.

"In fact, the hot pot can be made into a mandarin duck pot, and it can also be made into a four-square grid and a nine-square grid, which is convenient for classifying hot dishes and taking the ...... they need."

"Then you can tell Brother Jun, Brother Jun will do anything."

The little fox demon said that he had no intention, but everyone looked at Fu Duoxi when they heard it, Fu Duoxi sighed in his heart, he hadn't thought about Ji Yunshen for several days, and he really forgot about him, and when the little fox demon mentioned it like this, his thoughts became complicated again.

said lightly: "It would be nice if the river god's mother-in-law could come, and the river fresh hot pot is also delicious." ”

Fu Duoxi This is a digression topic, but Zong Yan didn't hear it, and answered: "The river god rarely goes out in winter, I'm afraid I won't be able to see Granny Yanghe until the beginning of spring next year." ”

The black cat demon stabbed Zong Yan under the table, and Zong Yan stared at the black cat demon before he understood.

The black cat demon slapped it on the cheek, "You don't have powder on your face...... Hurry up and eat. ”

Fudo smiled, in order to take care of her mood, the two cat demons couldn't care about the love of sharing a bed.

After several cloudy days in a row, it finally cleared, and this day was also the day when the remarried girl went out.

Fu Duoxi was invited to attend, which is also a rare happy event in the long winter, so he specially dressed up.

The little fox demon clapped his hands and praised, "My sister is so good-looking!" ”

"Why don't we look good when we like it? Duoxi has always been good-looking, thousands of times better than Jiutian Xian'e. ”

The black cat demon caught the little fox demon, and also looked at Fu Duoxi with dazzling eyes.

Fu Duoxi's clothes were sewn by Qiu Lange and sent by others.

Qiulange had sent Fu Duoxi's clothes before, all of which were old clothes from her girlhood, and the flying light feather gold silk cloak was the cloth woven by Fu Duoxi himself.

The clothes given to the apprentices of the great gods, Qiu Lange obviously put a lot of effort into them, from spinning to weaving, and then cutting them into dresses and sewing them, this handiwork alone is priceless.

Fu Duoxi naturally cherishes this new dress very much, and walks with a particularly straight waist.

The appearance of Fu Duoxi immediately caused a sensation in the crowd. They shouted to the village chief and stepped forward to salute.

Fu Duoxi sat down, and then the bridegroom's wedding procession also arrived. The children gathered around to ask for money, and several mothers-in-law hurriedly went to the house to report the good news, preparing to help the bride out and get on the sedan chair.

Fu Duoxi is also strange that the bride can only see the bride's skirt through the curtain.

"Don't cry, it's not the first time you've been married, so you don't have to cry to get married. You have to marry happily, and your mother will feel at ease. ”

Aunt Huang said as she helped the bride out of the door, and on the other side it was Aunt Cui who was holding the bride, and the two old women were also dressed very festively today.

They didn't see Fu Duoxi in the house just now, and when they saw Fu Duoxi, they greeted him warmly. The two of them only cared about talking to Fu Duoxi, and the bride didn't pay attention to it, and the bride slid away their hands and went straight to the sedan chair carried by the four people.

"Heh, it's that we're talking too much, and the bride is fighting for the door more than her mother."

Fu Duoxi has been paying attention to the bride, and always feels that the bride only sees the swing of the skirt when she walks, and does not see the tips of her shoes under the hem of the skirt. It is said that no matter how heavy the pleated embroidered skirt is, it will shine a little tip when walking.

Just wondering to himself, the groom over there had already bowed to his father-in-law and mother-in-law, walked to the front of the sedan chair, and motioned to the sedan chair.

A series of firecrackers crackled, and the sedan chair disappeared at the entrance of the village in the flying red confetti.

Fu Duoxi heard Aunt Huang sigh lowly. Aunt Cui couldn't help but say, "I'm blind to a good-looking woman...... How much you have suffered in the past! ”

Fu Duoxi understood what they meant, the groom was thirty-six or seventeen years old, looked short and dark, and his facial features seemed to have been slapped by something, and they were all twisted together.

This ugly old man has two teenage sons in his family, both of whom have reached the age of marriage, but he spends all his belongings on marrying his daughter-in-law. One can imagine what kind of life the remarried woman can live.

Fu Duoxi has a compassionate heart, but he can't control this kind of thing. I can only eat the wedding banquet silently and go home to talk to the little fox demon.

"A bride who can't see her feet, it's definitely not a person!"

The little fox demon gnawed on the freshly roasted hare, and said with his mouth open.

Fu Duoxi's heart chuckled......

(End of chapter)