, wonderful and free of pop-ups! Yang Ruoqing chuckled: "Da'an, you are so worried, maybe you are the one who is attracted by our grandma!"
Yang Huamei has been pampered as a baby by Old Yangtou and Tan since she was a child.
He is spoiled and spoiled. He can't do any work and is too lazy to do anything.
Such a woman becomes a wife and meets a man with a bad temper.
He had to be beaten every three days.
嫁给栓子，谁挨揍还说不定呢！
As for Lao Wang's family, it may be the dowry posted by Lao Yang's family.
And there are many men in the old Yang family.
Wang Shuanzi is weak and his father-in-law is tough, so he can help protect him in the village.
They hit it off immediately and each got what they wanted. It seems like a perfect match!
only--
"Mom, did you really accept the errand assigned to you by my grandma?"
Yang Ruoqing turned to ask Sun.
Yang Huamei was Tan's sweetheart, and the clothes, shoes, socks, and bedding she received as a dowry were definitely quite a lot.
If every piece of embroidery work is done, Sun will have to embroider it.
From now on until Yang Huamei gets married, Mrs. Sun will have to spend all her free time!
"Mom, you can't take it all in, right?"
Yang Ruoqing then asked again.
Sun was stunned for a moment, and her smile was a little embarrassed.
"I didn't promise everything, but I didn't refuse either..."
"Your sister-in-law is getting married. This is a happy event. Your grandma entrusted me with her embroidery work. This is a sign of your respect for me."
"It's hard for me to shirk..."
Hearing Sun's words, Yang Ruoqing was also drunk.
For someone like Tan, if you refuse explicitly, she will take it as your acquiescence.
As long as I have any work related to needlework, I have to send it here.
"It is certainly a great joy for my sister-in-law to get married, but according to our rules, she must do the wedding embroidery work herself."
Yang Ruoqing said with some displeasure.
"She doesn't know how to sew and thread herself, so she has to learn."
"If you can't learn it, then my milk will take care of it."
"It's not your third sister-in-law's turn to take care of all this!" Yang Ruoqing said.
Mrs. Sun fell silent and sat there with a slightly blushing face.
Yang Huazhong on the side said: "Your mother has always been soft-spoken and kind-hearted. As long as others praise her for her good embroidery, she will be happy to death. Right, Mother Qing'er?"
Sun smiled sheepishly and looked at Yang Ruoqing again.
"Qing'er..."
"Mom, I won't stop you if you want to do it. But there is a prerequisite for this, that is, you are very free and free."
Yang Ruoqing continued.
"I'm planning to go back and get some fabrics to make some new quilts. I can't even sleep warm at night."
"As well as our clothes, shoes and socks, you have to take care of them."
"When spring comes, farm work gets busy, and there will be no free time," she said.
After hearing Yang Ruoqing's analysis, Sun's somewhat heated mind calmed down.
"I went to that bamboo hat, and your grandma personally made me a bowl of tea and grabbed a lot of peanuts for me."
"I have been here for more than ten years, and this is the first time she has treated me like this."
"You confided in me that Mei'er was getting married. You were so happy that you cried, and I wiped away my tears too."
"Later she said that she was too old to hold a needle and thread, and Meier couldn't do it, so she begged me for help."
"I was completely in a fog at the time. I didn't think too much before I agreed..."
Sun recalled.
After hearing what happened, Yang Ruoqing sneered secretly.
It seems that he has learned a lesson from the last time Fifth Aunt came to visit.
This time Tan assigned Sun to do the work and changed his methods.
No longer giving orders fiercely.
Instead, it turned into coaxing.
The big stick was replaced with sugar-coated bullets, but the purpose remained the same: to squeeze Sun's labor.
Over there, Mrs. Sun took out the peanuts from her pocket and distributed them to Daan, Xiaoan and Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing had no intention of eating the peanuts.
"Mom, we have suffered more than once, why can't you be more vigilant?"
Yang Ruoqing looked depressed.
Why can't we always be tougher on Tan's side and say 'no' bravely?
Mrs. Sun fell silent, hanging her head like a child who had done something wrong.
Yang Ruoqing stood up and said, "I'm going to tell my mother-in-law that I will pick out two embroidery items for my mother to embroider for others, and let them figure out the rest by themselves!"
Mrs. Sun hurriedly grabbed Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er can't do it..."
"Why can't you do it? Mom, you simply can't spare so much free time!"
"I've already agreed, but if you go back and say it again, it's not good, your breasts will get angry!" Mrs. Sun muttered.
"What's wrong with this? If you can't get rid of the gong by slapping someone in the face and pretending to be fat, my grandma will still get angry!" Yang Ruoqing said.
Mother and daughter were stuck there.
When Yang Huazhong saw this, he hurriedly came out to smooth things over.
"Otherwise, I'll go talk to your nanny later and ask her to assign some embroidery work to your fourth aunt. Qing'er, don't talk about it."
"Besides, people like ours are not landlords or rich people."
"No matter how much your aunt's dowry is, it won't be much. I'm afraid it will only be a few pieces of embroidery work." Yang Huazhong said again.
Yang Ruoqing glanced at the couple and pursed her lips.
"Well, since you all like taking jobs so much, I don't have anything to say."
Yang Ruoqing sat back in the tub and warmed her feet.
Baozi’s father and mother always think from others’ point of view, retreat and tolerate.
Is it interesting to be like this?
She talked too much and turned herself into a petty villain.
Okay, then I don’t care. If you can’t hold back anymore, you will know that you are the Holy Mother and the Holy Father!
It's time to hold the lantern, old Luo's family.
Luo Daye took the two sweet potatoes and a bowl of rice that Luo Fengtang brought back and cooked a pot of sweet potato porridge.
Both Blacksmith Luo and Luo Fengtang only ate half of the bowl, and the rest went into her stomach alone.
After dinner, Blacksmith Luo went back to the east room to rest.
Luo Fengtang sat in the main room soaking his feet.
Luo Daye finished clearing the dishes and approached Luo Fengtang with a smile.
"Oh, you love to be clean. Soaking your feet before going to bed is good for your health!"
Luo Daye praised.
Luo Fengtang made no sound as he buried his head and prepared to wipe his feet.
Luo Daye came over first and grabbed the handkerchief: "Come and wipe it for you!"
"Gu, no need, I can do it myself!" Luo Fengtang said.
"Hey, what's the matter? When you were a child, not only did you wipe your feet, but you even changed diapers. I don't know how many times I did it for you!"
Luo Fengtang's face blushed slightly.
But he still bit the bullet and snatched the veil from Luo Daye's hand.
Wipe your feet.
When I was a kid, I was a kid, now I'm grown up.
For some reason, except for Qing'er, he was very resistant to these physical contacts with other women.
Even if she is her own aunt, it is the same.
Seeing Luo Fengtang wiping his feet, Luo Daye pouted and sat aside.
"Good nephew, I heard from your uncle that you earned all the money for buying the land and renovating the house?"
Luo Daye and Luo Fengtang started a family affair.
Luo Fengtang said 'hmm' and then wiped the other foot.
"My nephew is really good." Luo Daye praised.
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