"What is this?"

Song Youfu walked in from outside with the sickle in his hand, frowning as he looked at the three people in the room.

"I heard you two making such a ruckus at the gate. What's there that you can't speak properly? Why are you making it so loud? Are you afraid that others won't be able to hear?"

When his father-in-law returned, he was not as easy to talk to as his mother-in-law, nor was he as useless as his husband. Although he did not normally like to talk, Wu Niang still felt that it was a little taboo to talk to him, so when he saw someone enter, he immediately shut his mouth.

Song Zhixiao wanted to speak, but was stopped by Madame Song.

"Dalang is back. He is talking to me and his wife about learning from Young Master Gu. "Why did the sound become louder when you were talking happily?"

"But it's not small. Everyone on the street hears that this house is very noisy, so I thought it was you guys who were arguing."

Song Youfu was skeptical. He placed the sickle against the wall and turned to look at his son. "You're back?"

"Yes, father. I'm back."

The old man took out a pipe from his waist, filled it with a pot of cigarettes and lit it up. He puffed out a mouthful of smoke and finally felt comfortable.

"Not bad, it's not a disgrace to have someone rush back in the middle of the journey."

This was what it meant to be your father. To be able to say something like this was also to encourage me.

Wu Niang secretly rolled her eyes at a place where Song Youfu couldn't see, and didn't mind at all.

No matter what, his son who had been away for a month had returned, along with some encouragement from his boss and some gifts. Furthermore, he had also received a month's worth of money. This was a great thing, and the whole family was happy.

The little disagreement they had with Wu Niang was covered up by the mother and son. This was not a good thing, if Song Youfu knew, it might cause some trouble.

Song Youfu said. After cooking two more dishes for dinner, the youngest child, who was back, was happy to see Ah Ge. He was also happy to see grapes.

It was the time for kids to be greedy. A bunch of grapes was quickly eaten by them.

After dinner, Song Zhixiao demonstrated all of the martial arts he had learned at the Gu household to his younger brother.

Song Zhien was not a mischievous or mischievous child in the first place, let alone a boy who was more interested in this kind of thing than reading books.

The kid who grew up in the ditches had hands and feet that were more agile and relied on his young age. He quickly learned well, but his strength was lacking.

Song Zhixiao patted the back of his head, and laughed: "Take it slow, but you cannot delay your studies, and you are not allowed to go out and cause trouble after learning half a move, understand? Otherwise, I won't hand over your new move when I come back! "

He had always been an honest child, and normally wouldn't cause trouble. Hearing Brother's words, he nodded continuously and was very obedient, afraid that Brother wouldn't teach him next time.

The next day, the two of them went up the mountain together. Song Youfu wanted to make a few baskets and needed to cut some branches from the elm tree.

Song Zhien went to school, Song Zhixiao and his father went to the mountain, leaving only the two of them at home.

stood in the middle of the room, her face filled with unwillingness, she had even already made preparations, and at most, would have a fight. Even the two of them together couldn't compare to her yesterday, why would she be afraid of a crippled old granny today?

Madame Song sat on the brick bed, fiddling with the new embroidery work, and slowly said: "Wu Niang, I know, that you're unwilling to marry into this house, I feel that I've wronged myself."

Wu Niang scoffed slightly, showing her disdain.

You don't like to feed the chickens, and in the morning the hyposome will only go to school after feeding the chickens. You don't like to cook, so long as you are free, the Dalang will cook for you, and we will not make things difficult for you, we just hope that you can live a comfortable life in this house. "Ling Chen:" .. .. "

Another sneer, Wu Niang turned her head not looking at Grandma.

Although your father-in-law and I did not say anything, we still have other thoughts in our hearts, and all of us are just thinking about it. Whether it's Dalang's money or learning ability, it's all a good thing, our relationship is like that, it's good for one family to be together, one family is naturally a good family, the same logic goes back, if you say Mian Niang is a family, if outsiders hear it, they will definitely laugh at her, but what good can you do, she lost her face, our two families will lose people, and you won't be able to take advantage of it, what are you trying to do?

Wu Niang wanted to speak, but the other party seemed to have made up her mind to speak in one breath, and did not even give her a chance to speak: "You tell me about Chen Erniu, this matter, I do not need Mian Niang to say it, I can tell you straight away, the Chen family has fallen for Mian Niang, and want to be her wife. Back then, Erniu's mother also came over to me to pass on the news, it's just that our two families are not suitable, this marriage is put down without waiting for it to be official."

"That's not appropriate. Don't tell me that none of their daughters are able to be your family's wives?"

"Yes, our family is poor, and I am in such a situation, even if the betrothal gift is fully prepared, the lady must still think carefully, if not for Your Mother proposing this marriage, the marriage in Dalang might not have lasted for long. But speaking of which, the marriage was proposed by Your Mother first, you don't have to be uncomfortable, when the Your Mother brought it up, she must have thought about it for a long time, I'm just a paralytic, I don't understand these things, your mother is experienced and knowledgeable, the things she decided on definitely aren't bad. People say that after hundred years of cultivation, we would be on the same boat and then sleep in the same bed after a thousand years. Our two families have become married for several lifetimes, and this is fate. Why do you need to be unhappy all day?

Seeing that Wu Niang did not say anything, Madame Song let out a long sigh, and said: "I know my own daughter best. She is not a messed up person, and cannot do anything.

Two pairs of eyes looked at each other, Madame Song and Li looked affectionately at her daughter-in-law.

This gaze was no different from when he was looking at his children.

Wu Niang vaguely remembered that she had used this kind of gaze to look at Mian Niang, at hyposome, and even at Song Zhixiao.

She didn't really convince him with those words. She was unwilling to accept it, but she couldn't think of a way to refute him. She didn't understand why he would go all the way there in one night.

She lowered her head, thinking that one day, she would find evidence so that this family would no longer be able to refute her.

As for now, without any proof, she was still at a disadvantage.

Thinking about this, Wu Niang nodded, and replied "Oh!"

"Good boy!" Madame Song's gaze became gentler. Her daughter-in-law was more reasonable and reasonable. She was happier than if she had eaten an immortal pill.

Others didn't know what the daughter-in-law said at home.

This time, the two of them had the intention of hiding their conversation from the others.

He still remembered the last time he went to Mei Family, he saw a basket that was placed in a dilapidated corner, and he tied it with a rope. He told Song Zhixiao to go to Plum Blossom Village the next day and bring the basket over for Mian Niang to use first.

If the eunuch took his family into consideration like this, if it were not for the change of marriage, Wu Niang would naturally be moved. With the change of marriage, the relationship between the two families, no matter how much concern they had, had been reduced.

When Wu Niang carried the basket on her back, Wu Niang didn't appreciate him in the slightest. She only thought that Song Youfu still cared about his daughter, and if it wasn't for the fact that Mian Niang was at her mother's place, she wouldn't have believed that this sister would still be able to see the basket that he had made himself.

did not go back empty-handed. The Song Family did not plant any fruits, the two reed chicken legs were tied up and held in Song Zhixiao's hands, Madame Song sincerely and earnestly told her son: "Once you are there, you better properly speak to Young Master Gu about his great kindness towards us. Your father and I are extremely grateful, there is nothing that we can do, only these two hens are still decent, please do not mind them."

This was how it was for the poor. They didn't have many gifts to give, so they could only give what they thought was the best.

Wu Niang's eyes were about to roll up to the sky. 'He's the dignified young master of the Marquis Mansion, a person from the capital. What kind of precious delicacies have she not seen or eaten before?

If Song Youfu was not in front of her, she would definitely mutter to herself, but now that the family of three was here, Wu Niang could only remain silent, secretly gloating in her heart. She really wanted the Young Master Gu to look down on her and throw the two chickens out, so she would be ashamed of herself and the family.

However, this whole family still hadn't realized it. Song Zhixiao put the basket Gu Wen gave him into the basket of flowers behind him, carried the two reed chickens, bid farewell to his parents, and left the village.

was not at home, he was driving the carriage to sell tofu. tofu hyacinth was still at home, but when he saw his son-in-law, he still remembered the matters of the day before yesterday and did not speak.

Song Zhixiao saw his mother-in-law, but he ignored him. He placed the basket on the ground and left.

He felt a pinch in his heart and didn't say anything before he left. tofu hyacinth stood there and waited for the others to leave. Only then did he realize that his mother-in-law had been slapped in the face, and she was infuriated. She pointed her cane at the ground and scolded him, "You turtle egg!" He walked to the front of the basket and looked at the newly weaved basket for luck.

At the entrance of the academy stood a young woman. She faced the gatekeeper and gave a graceful bow as she said, "Please inform the two of you that Mehanlin has come out. Tell them that his family has come to see him."