Chapter Ninety-Five: Looking for Mrs. Chen
In the evening, Ruixue continued to teach her two brothers to read and write, and Jiang talked to Bai Yuanan about San Lang's marriage.
"Last month, I looked for Mrs. Chen and asked her to show me San Lang's daughter-in-law, it's been more than a month and there is no news, tomorrow I want to ask again, I can't delay it any longer, I still want to marry a daughter-in-law for San Lang for the New Year." Jiang pursed his lips after speaking, a little depressed.
"Well, it's just that when you look for her again, you can mention a little bit about the gift money we offered, as well as the fact that we are going to build a yard, just ask her not to say it to the outside world for the time being, just say it to the woman." Bai Yuanan suggested that if these conditions were not added, it was estimated that it would still be the same as before.
"This, okay." Jiang hesitated and nodded, although Mrs. Chen's mouth was broken, she never said what she shouldn't say, but she might have to bring more things to go over tomorrow.
Early the next morning, the Jiang family packed up a bag of candy that he had bought in the town last time, a piece of tender yellow muslin that was originally intended to make clothes for Ruixue, and half a basket of eggs and went to Chen Miao's mother-in-law's house in the next village.
Chen's mother-in-law is surnamed Chen, but she is not from Yanxi Village, she is from a neighboring county, married to Linxi Village next door to Yanxi Village, speaking of which, she is also a bitter life, when she first got married, his man and her parents-in-law are very good, but this is less than two years, her in-laws died of illness one after another, and then her man was also sick, and I don't know what the disease is, anyway, I can't do heavy work, I can only rest at home every day. The two only gave birth to a daughter, and the daughter recruited a son-in-law at home. Within two years, I gave birth to a grandson and a granddaughter, and I thought this was a bittersweet end, but I didn't expect this son-in-law to fall to his death when he went out to work.
The family is left with the old, weak, sick and disabled, women and children, everyone says that she has a hard life, but fortunately she has been doing the matchmaking business, but no one said anything in front of her, and she also supported the whole family alone, her granddaughter is thirteen this year, and her grandson is younger, eleven.
"Little flower girl, you're busy." Jiang walked into Mrs. Chen's small courtyard and saw Mrs. Chen's daughter Yu Xiaohua drying clothes by the fence.
"Oh, sister-in-law Jiang is here." Yu Xiaohua turned her head to see that it was the Jiang family who pulled the corners of her mouth and said, because the Jiang family had been here two or three times, so Yu Xiaohua knew her.
"Is your mother at home?" Jiang gets straight to the point.
Yu Xiaohua glanced at the basket that Jiang was carrying in her hand, squinted and smiled: "Mother, this will be at home, come in." As he spoke, he quickly dried the clothes in his hand, and then turned around and walked into the house with a wooden plate.
Mrs. Chen is a short and fat woman under fifty, wearing a brown summer shirt, tied to her body like a potato, of course, the Jiang family does not know this description, after all, there is no potato species in this dynasty. The face is quite good-looking, round and fleshy, and there are not many wrinkles that a rural woman of this age should have.
She was feeding her eleven-year-old grandson, and she had already heard the noises outside.
When the Jiang family came in, she handed the bowl to the eleven-year-old kid who still had to be fed by his family, and then said with a smile: "Yo, Yuan'an daughter-in-law, you are here." ”
Jiang glanced at the kid who seemed to be sleeping with the bowl, and sighed in his heart, this child is spoiled, and it is estimated that he will be similar to the third uncle of her family in the future.
But it's none of her business, Wen Yan hurriedly handed over the basket in his hand, and said: "Yes, this is not the last time I asked you, it's been more than a month, I'll ask if there's any news." ”