This situation is really similar to Lin Daiyu's situation in Jia's house. Marriage has always been a worry.
However, at the end of the story, Xiaohua is lucky.
Because she met their group of enlightened relatives.
Yang Ruoqing took out the handkerchief and gently wiped the tears on Xiaohua's face.
"You silly girl, this isn't a dream, it's real." Yang Ruoqing said.
"Although we, Da'an, are the top picks, in the final analysis, the scenery is in front of others. When we close the door, we are a real family."
"We have watched you grow up. My parents treat you as their daughter, and I treat you as my sister."
"You and Da'an, your childhood sweethearts, are now married. We are happy to see it happen."
"As a family, we will give you both our most sincere blessings. We can rest assured that you will be handed over to Da'an."
"We feel more at ease having you by Da'an's side to take care of his daily life. There is nothing better than this." Yang Ruoqing said.
Xiaohua was so moved that she shed even more tears.
"But sister, apart from taking care of him in life, I don't help him at all..." she said.
Yang Ruoqing smiled again, "The man is the master of the outside world and the woman is the master of the house. The man works hard outside. If he has to rely on women, then this man has no ability."
"What is a woman? What is a daughter-in-law?"
"My wife and children are on the hot bed. We women should guard the rear for our men, protect our homes, and take good care of our children and the elderly."
"Let the man wander outside without any distractions. When he gets tired, he comes back to our warm home. This is what a husband and wife are and how they live their lives!"
"So, you have to believe in yourself, you can accompany Da'an, and the two of you will grow old together. My sister is optimistic about you!"
Yang Ruoqing's heartfelt words made Xiaohua so moved that her tears were like broken beads and she couldn't stop them no matter what.
Yang Ruoqing couldn't laugh or cry.
"Don't cry. If you keep crying, my silly brother will think I'm bullying you!" she joked.
The little flower burst into tears and turned into a smile.
"Sister, I'm just happy. Let's stop talking and let's cook the food first." Xiao Hua said.
Yang Ruoqing nodded and watched Xiaohua put an apron around her body, lighting a fire skillfully and deftly, and then preparing to wash rice and so on. Yang Ruoqing's eyes were filled with satisfaction.
Xiaohua grew up in this family, and from now on she will be the eldest daughter-in-law of this family. When she comes back, she will tell her mother,
From now on, the power of the kitchen spatula will be gradually transferred to Xiaohua.
If Mrs. Sun really couldn't stay idle, she would help put firewood, cook and prepare food for the guests. Xiaohua would have to train and sharpen her, and Xiaohua would have to carry the beams in the backyard.
Sun brought back a good life, the day after tomorrow.
After finishing work at night, Yang Huazhong called Lao Yangtou, Yang Huaming, and Lao Suntou to his home for dinner, and announced the good news at the dinner table.
Except for Lao Yangtou, everyone else was surprised about this marriage. After the surprise, they gave verbal blessings.
But Lao Yangtou was there smoking a dry cigarette and saying nothing.
When Yang Ruoqing went over to refill the tea for everyone, she glanced at Old Yangtou's expression and guessed that the old man was not happy with this marriage.
Fortunately, when I talked about this, I put Daan and Xiaohua away beforehand, otherwise it would be bad for them to see it.
"Dad, your grandson is getting engaged the day after tomorrow. Why have you been silent all night? Are you worried about something?"
Yang Huazhong also guessed something. The man smiled and asked patiently.
Old Yang raised his head, glanced at Yang Huazhong, and said: "We, Da'an, are the number one scholar. I originally thought that his future wife, even if she is not a noble lady, should be a lady of the world."
"This little flower, to put it bluntly, is just a maid in the family..."
"Master, Xiaohua is not a maid." Yang Ruoqing interrupted Lao Yangtou's words and corrected her.
"Our family is not a wealthy family and we don't have maids. Xiaohua and Xiaoduo are the sisters I brought back. They are equal to us." She added.
Old Yang glanced at Yang Ruoqing and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to argue fiercely.
Finally, he sighed and said: "That's all, the families are separated anyway, you can do whatever you want. I won't live for a few more years. I am a freeloader and no one listens to my words. In this big family It’s not as good as before, it’s not even half a catty heavier!”
These childish words...why do they sound so sour?
Just as Yang Ruoqing was about to speak, Yang Huazhong glanced at her.
Yang Ruoqing came over, shut up and sat quietly aside, letting Yang Huazhong do the ideological work of Old Yangtou.
Yang Huazhong raised his hand to refill the tea bowl in front of Lao Yang with new tea, and sat down next to Lao Yang.
"Dad, what you said is totally out of context," the man said.
"In our big family, you and your mother will always be the oldest ones in the family. Our children and grandchildren must listen to your words."
"You and your mother helped us grow up when we were young. Thank you for your hard work. Without you, there would be no me, let alone today's top pick."
"The success of our old Yang family is mostly due to you!"
"Now that you and your mother are getting older, we have grown up, have started a family, and have become grandparents. It's time for you and your mother to take a break. Let us honor you and let you enjoy a lot. It is natural and natural to live in peace and prosperity for a few years and to have a few years of leisurely food."
"No matter when, you are the most senior and most authoritative parent in our family!"
Yang Huazhong's heartfelt words made the displeasure on Old Yang's face instantly fade a lot.
The old man raised his eyelids and glanced at Yang Huazhong, "Seriously?"
Yang Huazhong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Dad, I am your son. Am I the kind of person who can deceive others? If others don't know, don't you, the father, know that?"
Lao Yangtou finally smiled, nodded and said: "That's true, Zhizi Mo Ruofu, you are indeed not the kind of person who can deceive others."
Yang Huazhong smiled and said, "As a father says, a son is sweeter than eating honey."
Old Yangtou's smile became even brighter now, even showing two yellow teeth.
"Did you learn the glib tone from Girl Qing?" Old Yang asked.
Yang Huazhong grinned, "Dad, let's be serious, Da'an and Xiaohua, I'm quite optimistic about them."
"We have watched Xiaohua grow up, and we know everything about her. Let her be our daughter-in-law, and she will be able to take care of everything at home and abroad in order."
"If it were a government lady, would you ask her to give up her good life in a big town and come to our Changping Village to serve her parents-in-law and grandparents?"
"That's absolutely impossible!" Yang Huazhong said.
"Besides, Da'an and Xiaohua have grown up as childhood sweethearts, and they both care about each other."
"This marriage is of Da'an's own free will. We didn't force him at all."
