"Sister-in-law, you really worry too much about your age," Ms. Sun said with a smile.
"Not to mention that our Zichuan is both talented and beautiful, he is twenty-seven years old, he is upright and young."
"Don't say twenty-seven, he is thirty-seven or forty-seven. Because of this appearance, this knowledge, this talent, this unlimited future, those beautiful girls are rushing to get married. !”
"What's more, what we Zichuan married is not to fill a house with a stepmother, nor to take a concubine, but to marry a real wife."
"When you get married, you will be the wife of the county magistrate. In the future, Zichuan will be promoted to a higher position, and your wife will rise with the tide. How wonderful, and all the relatives and friends of your mother's family will also benefit from it!"
Sun's words made Widow Liu feel a lot more at ease and she also regained a lot of confidence.
"Ms. Qing'er, if you say so, can you help me keep an eye on it? Can we let more news out?" Widow Liu begged.
Sun agreed readily.
Widow Liu couldn't wait to ask Mr. Sun: "I haven't been in the village for the past two years. Tell me, there are girls at the door of this house who are fourteen or fifteen years old? They can be sixteen, seventy or eight years old!"
Sun thought carefully for a while and reported several names in one breath.
Widow Liu was thinking while listening. Some of them had an impression, while others were a bit vague.
Even in the village, she didn't go out much, so she didn't know much about the children of all ages in the village.
"Mother Qing'er, you seem to have missed two." Widow Liu suddenly reminded.
Sun was stunned for a moment and didn't react.
Widow Liu smiled and said: "I see that in your family and your sister's family, there are two yellow-flowered girls who haven't even announced their marriage yet!"
Mrs. Sun instantly realized who Widow Liu was talking about.
"Sister-in-law, are you talking about Xiaoduo and Xiaojie?"
"Um."
Sun smiled.
"The two of them are fourteen after the Chinese New Year. They are indeed at the age to talk about their husband's family. However, I never thought about pulling Xiaoduo and Zichuan's red line,"
"My sister probably doesn't think about Xiaojie in that regard, so I won't mention it at all."
"Besides, there are Huahua from Ping'er's family and Xiangxiang, the third girl from the fourth room of Old Yang's family. These two girls are only ten years old after the Chinese New Year, which is too young."
"The old Yang family, the old Sun family, and the old Luo family don't have a suitable daughter to marry Zichuan!" Sun said in one breath.
"Xiaoduo and Xiaojie are of a good age. I also like their appearance and personality..." Widow Liu said without concealing the admiration in her eyes.
A look of embarrassment appeared on Mrs. Sun's face.
Widow Liu said: "What? You persuaded me so much before, saying that my family, Zichuan, is so good, but now that it's your turn, you are reluctant to marry your daughter to me?"
Mrs. Sun shook her head, "Sister-in-law, we plain people don't speak secretly."
"If Zichuan and Qing'er didn't have anything to do with each other before, I would definitely be happy to marry you. Zichuan is such a good son-in-law, I'm really looking forward to it!"
"It's just that Zichuan, this kid, I'm afraid he still has some obstacles in his heart that he hasn't overcome yet."
"I don't want Qing'er's sisters to get married. If Qing'er were at home, I would probably have the same idea."
"I just thought that Zichuan could marry a girl who has nothing to do with our old Yang family. This way, I can win over his heart, what do you think?" asked Sun.
Widow Liu remained silent and looked a little ugly.
"My Zichuan... is fine, there's nothing wrong..." Widow Liu said weakly.
Mrs. Sun said: "If you were really ruthless, would you have delayed the marriage until now?"
"He is busy with official business..." Widow Liu said.
Mrs. Sun smiled slightly and said, "Sister-in-law, it's just the two of us here. Let's stop talking about those pretexts. We really don't know what's going on with the children?"
"You say you're busy with business, but what about my Tang Yazi? He's even busier than Zichuan. He's leading his troops to fight in the southwest during the Chinese New Year. Why don't we get married and have children without delay?"
Widow Liu sighed, "Ms. Qing'er, you can't be beaten even when things get tough. You know how miserable I feel!"
Mrs. Sun also sighed, "I understand, I understand everything."
Widow Liu pointed to her sunken cheek and said to Mrs. Sun, "When you first saw me, didn't you ask me how I have been doing these days and why I am so thin?"
"I'll tell you the truth, I haven't come to talk to you in the past few days. I'm on a hunger strike at home!"
"Hunger strike?" Ms. Sun was shocked, "Why?"
Widow Liu said: "Isn't it just to force Zichuan to relent? That kid is too stubborn. He has been stuck in that dead end for so many years and still can't get out. I can only use this cruel move."
Mrs. Sun understood, and her face was filled with emotion.
"Hey, Zichuan is a good boy, but in this life, his fate with Qing'er and my family has not been cultivated to the point of being husband and wife..."
"Just relax now. I will help you get the news out later. Don't worry!" said Sun.
Widow Liu smiled gratefully.
The two continued to make dumplings, and Mrs. Sun said to Widow Liu: "We will eat dumplings at my house later at night. Eat two more bowls to make up for the loss. Call Shang Zichuan and come over together."
Widow Liu nodded cheerfully.
At night, when the dumplings were cooked, Widow Liu came over and said that Mu Zichuan had been reading for a long time during the day and fell asleep before dark, so she didn't call him over.
"Okay, then let him sleep. When you leave later, take some raw dumplings back and cook them for Zichuan tomorrow."
Mrs. Sun said, inviting Widow Liu to come in and sit down.
Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian also came with their two children to join in the fun. Tuoba Xian went to bed early at night, so Sun planned to leave Tuoba Xian alone early tomorrow morning.
After a while, Xiaohua entered the kitchen from outside.
"Mom, I just went over to invite Mr. Ga and uncle to come over to eat dumplings. Uncle said that he would just send Dajie and Huangmao Xiaojie over to eat a few dumplings later."
"Grandpa Grandpa is not in good health. He doesn't want to move or eat at night. He and his aunt stayed to look after Grandpa Grandpa and didn't come over."
Hearing this, Mrs. Sun grabbed Xiaohua and asked, "Have you seen your Grandpa? He doesn't look better yet?"
Maybe it was Da'an's wedding a few days ago. Old Suntou was so happy that he drank too much. When he returned to the house, he forgot to take off his clothes and fell asleep on the quilt.
As a result, I got cold. I have been lying in bed for the past few days, feeling exhausted.
Mrs. Sun went over to visit in the morning, but later she was busy and didn't go there.
Xiaohua continued, "I went to Ga Gong's house and took a look. The aunt from Sunjiagou was also there to accompany Ga Gong. Ga Gong's complexion has not deteriorated, but he said he didn't want to eat at night."
Mrs. Sun understood, "Okay, then go and set the chopsticks and bowls."
When eating dumplings, two tables were put together. Opposite Cui'er's seat was Da'an.
As long as she raised her head, she could look at that handsome and almost suffocating face across from the heat of the dishes on the table.
Cui'er wanted to see it, but didn't dare to. Keeping in mind what her mother had told her, she sat there in a well-behaved manner, stuttering politely.
Her posture is elegant, even the movement of stretching out her chopsticks to pick up vegetables looks very weak, as weak as a small green vegetable on the table.
