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Changping Village.
On Li Mao's side, the upright Yang Huazhong was paying close attention and did not dare to relax for a day.
After he heard the story told by Yang Huaming, he worried about it every day, fearing that Li Mao would suddenly get sick and hurt someone. He had to wait until Li Mao really recovered and the doctor said that the medicine could be stopped before Yang Huazhong could stop treating Mr. Li. The Gen family paid close attention.
As for Mrs. Sun, she had no time to spare. Not only did she have to do housework at home and help Xiaohua raise her two children, she also had something to worry about outside.
Ping'er came quietly to find Mrs. Sun, carrying a basket with a handkerchief covering it.
When the veil was lifted, there was half a basket of eggs with a piece of pork belly on top.
"Ping'er, you came here to visit us, why did you bring these things over?" Mrs. Sun greeted Ping'er into the house politely and was busy making tea for Ping'er.
Ping'er was originally sitting down, but she immediately stood up when she saw Mrs. Sun going to make tea: "Third Aunt, you don't need to make tea. I came here to discuss something with you."
"There is no conflict between asking for ideas and drinking tea." Mrs. Sun turned to Ping'er and smiled, quickly brewing the tea and bringing it over.
"You are a busy man. You haven't come over to play for a long time. It's rare that you come over today, so you must sit down for a while and talk."
Ping'er took the tea brought by Mrs. Sun with both hands and smiled gently: "Okay."
The two sat down facing each other. The tea was very hot. Ping'er held it in her hands and warmed her palms. First she chatted a few words about Yang Ruoqing with Sun.
They were probably chatting about how Yang Ruoqing was doing in the capital, when she would go home for the New Year, and so on.
Sun said: "They didn't spend the Chinese New Year at home last year. This year they sent a message and they all came back during the Chinese New Year."
Ping'er smiled: "That's good, my family will be lively during the Chinese New Year this year."
Sun smiled and nodded.
"You and Qing'er used to have a good relationship. When Qing'er comes back, you can come over and play more." Mrs. Sun said again.
Ping'er smiled and agreed, "I have no parents or relatives. It was Qing'er who rescued Huahua and me when we were in trouble. If it weren't for her righteousness, Huahua and I would have died no matter how many times we died."
"When we came to Changping Village, we were helpless and lived in Qing'er's house. I have long regarded Qing'er as my biological sister and the Luo family as my natal family."
Sun believed what Ping'er said.
Before Ping'er married Zhou Sheng, she stayed at the old Luo's house next door for several years. Later, she got married through the courtyard gate of the old Luo's house.
During the holidays these years, Ping'er would weigh meat and make wine and bring it to Blacksmith Luo to drink. Ping'er also did a lot of things like bringing shoes to the three children of Qing'er's family, embroidering handkerchiefs and so on.
Take the incident a long time ago when Luo Baobao had a conflict with Bingbing and kicked Bingbing into the fish pond. Zhou was so angry that he wanted to come to the Luo family to argue. It was Ping'er who stopped Zhou Sheng and persuaded him to calm down. The two families figured out the whole story and apologized to each other, which did not hurt the feelings between the two families at all.
As for when they were bathing at the pond at the entrance of the village, Ping'er would take the initiative to help Sun and Wang Cuilian bathe. This was a common occurrence.
"Ping'er, we all know your relationship with Qing'er." Sun said, "You said earlier that you couldn't make up your mind about something? Tell me."
Ping'er then put down the tea bowl in her hand, raised her head and whispered to Mrs. Sun, "Third Aunt, I'm here for no other reason than Huahua's marriage."
"Huahua's marriage?" asked Sun, and Huahua's appearance immediately came to mind.
"Is Huahua about the same age as my third daughter?" Sun asked again. In her memory, Huahua, third daughter, and other girls often played together in the past.
Ping'er said: "Huahua is one year older than the third girl. She is already sixteen now and will be seventeen after the Chinese New Year."
Sun's eyes were soft and her smile was kind, "Ah, these days go by so fast. I remember when you brought Huahua to Changping Village. She was only five or six years old, not two years older than my Feng'er. This time She has grown into a big girl in a blink of an eye."
Ping'er nodded: "Yes, ten years have passed in the blink of an eye."
Mrs. Sun leaned forward a little, looked at Ping'er intently, and asked in a low voice: "What's the news about Huahua's marriage?"
Ping'er also moved closer and said in a low voice: "Zhou Sheng and I have been paying attention to her in the past two years. We have looked at her three or five times, but no one likes her."
"She is almost seventeen now. Zhou Sheng and I are anxious, fearing that we will delay the child."
Mrs. Sun was surprised, "Why don't you like three or five of them? Isn't it because Huahua's vision is too high?"
Ping'er shook her head, "Huahua herself is fine. She has a naive personality and doesn't have much idea about this. She is not in a hurry. It's Zhou Sheng and I who are anxious. Zhou Sheng said that I have too high a vision."
"Ah? Are you too ambitious? How do you say this?" asked Sun in confusion.
I usually see Ping'er as gentle and gentle, very friendly in dealing with others, and not picky and fussy.
Ping'er smiled bitterly: "Third Aunt, my choice does not mean that the man's family should be rich. I only want to find a scholar for Huahua. It doesn't matter even if the man's family is poor. It doesn't matter if he is a poor scholar. As long as the husband If your son-in-law has ambitions and ambitions, that’s fine.”
Mr. Sun thought for a moment, "Everything is of inferior quality, only education is good. You are right to have this plan."
"It's just that in these ten miles and eight villages, although there are many people who can educate their children, there are very few who have achieved fame. Even if they are scholars, it would be good to have one among a hundred people."
Ping'er nodded lightly, "It's true that there are few. Among the three or five families we met before, only one has a scholar."
"But I took a look at the scholar, and he was twelve years older than Huahua. He had a wife before, who gave birth to a pair of children for him. The scholar died of illness before he came out to find a successor. Such a family, even if there are Scholar, I can't let Huahua marry her."
Mrs. Sun waved her hands repeatedly: "Stop it, don't say it's you, even I won't be happy to hear it."
Ping'er sighed, "Seeing that Huahua will be seventeen after the New Year, I can't afford to delay it. I'm really anxious and can't do anything. I want to ask my third aunt for help to find out about Da'an, Dajie, and Zhang Ban." Are there any suitable classmates among them who are scholars?"
Mrs. Sun understood Ping'er's intention.
"Ping'er, Third Aunt understands your thoughts about Huahua." Sun said earnestly.
"It's right for you to bring your idea to Da'an Dajie and the others. They are all scholars and young people, and the circle is full of scholars."
"In this case, I have to ask you, do you want to find a scholar to be Huahua's husband? Or do you want to recruit a scholar?"
Ping'er gritted her teeth and said, "Third Aunt, let me tell you the truth. Of course I want a better husband."
"Over the years, I have always kept in mind my wife's instructions before she died. I have spent a lot of money on Huahua, sending her to towns and counties to learn dancing, chess, calligraphy and painting, flower arranging and incense, needlework, and literacy. Although Huahua is not very good at hyphenation, she has learned it all."
