Changping Village.
When my daughter returns home, according to the past rules in Mianniu Mountain, she has to stay at her parents' house for three days before she can go back.
There are two main reasons for this.
One: To comfort the pain of longing for the daughter and her mother and sisters. She is a new wife and spends time with her family members.
Second: The newlyweds have just tasted some aspects of happiness, but because they are young and energetic, they have no control over it.
Especially for brides who have just grown up, doing certain things too frequently will inevitably harm their health.
So I went back to my parents' house for a few days to heal my wounds and recuperate my body.
Of course, there are exceptions to everything.
For example, Yang Ruoqing, who married next door, had a meal at her parents' house on the day she returned home and then followed Luo Fengtang hand in hand back to the Luo family (face covering...)
No, the third girl only stayed at her parents' house for one night before following Liu Xueyun back to Changle County.
Yang Huaming and Mr. Liu don't think anything about this. Young people can think more openly. Young people like to work together at this time. It would be strange if they don't work together!
Tan was a little dissatisfied.
Surrounded by a group of people, he personally escorted the three girls to the entrance of the village. Before getting on the carriage, the old lady's face was still drooping, and she did not pay attention to her grandson-in-law Liu Xueyun who came over to say goodbye.
The old lady only held the third girl's hand and muttered: "This time I came back and ran away before I could even sit down. It's really the married girl who threw the water away."
The third girl smiled apologetically, hugged Ms. Tan and coaxed her: "Mistress, if it were my usual granddaughter's position, I would definitely stay with you for a few more days. Isn't it already the twenties of the twelfth lunar month, and the Chinese New Year will be celebrated in a few days?" I have to hurry back and get ready.”
Tan could barely accept this reason.
"It's agreed that we'll come over early in the first lunar month to pay New Year greetings." Mrs. Tan ordered again.
The third girl nodded, "Okay, I'll definitely come over early to wish you happy New Year."
"Remember to bring more clothes when the time comes, but I won't let you go until the end of the first year!" Mrs. Tan looked domineering.
The third girl smiled and nodded again, "Okay, I will stay with you until you get enough. If you get annoyed, drive me away."
Mrs. Tan curled her lips, she wouldn't be bothered, she liked this girl the most among her several granddaughters.
If they were fat girls, she would be an eyesore even if they walked around in front of them.
Behind him, Yang Ruoqing suddenly sneezed into the wind.
Who is talking about me?
Beside the carriage, Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming came over to persuade Tan to let go and not to waste time.
Only then did Tan reluctantly let go of his hand.
Liu Xueyun came over to say goodbye to Mrs. Tan again. Mrs. Tan glared at Liu Xueyun fiercely: "Don't bully the third girl just because our mother's home is far away. I weighed the third girl when she came back this time. I have to weigh her again when she comes here in the first month." , if you miss one or two, I won’t be done with you!”
Liu Xueyun was stunned and couldn't help turning his head to look at the three girls.
The third girl herself was stunned for a moment, looking down at herself, wondering whether to laugh or cry.
Everyone else nearby also covered their mouths and laughed. Only Tan could say this.
Yang Ruoqing saw Liu Xueyun's computer jammed and knew that this steely straight man had been tricked by Tan's words, and she didn't know how to deal with it.
As his sister and his superior, Yang Ruoqing had no choice but to come out from the crowd with a smile to help him out.
"Oh my ancestors, the two of them are fine, so don't scare them!"
Yang Ruoqing first put her hand on Tan's arm and gave Tan a gentle push.
Mrs. Tan slapped her hand away.
"Just be with the mud and don't touch it," said Tan.
Yang Ruoqing's head was covered with black lines.
She asked herself whether the taste was strong enough to eat an old woman's 'stinky tofu'.
She was too lazy to pay attention to Mrs. Tan, and said to Liu Xueyun: "Don't be afraid, this is how my grandma talks. The old man is just worried that her granddaughter will be wronged in an unfamiliar place. Just protect her more." .”
Liu Xueyun understood.
He then said solemnly to Mrs. Tan: "Please rest assured, grandma, my son-in-law will definitely take good care of Xiangxiang."
"Feed Xiangxiang and eat more, and try to gain ten pounds before the first lunar month, so that my milk will praise you." Yang Ruoqing joked again.
Liu Xueyun looked seriously at the tall and slender third girl next to her, and nodded again: "Yes!"
Now, the third girl is in a hurry.
She said coquettishly: "But please don't, I don't want to become a big fat man, he is so ugly."
"You're not ugly, you're beautiful only if you're white and fat. I remember when your aunt Mei'er was a girl in her parents' family, she was so rare. She was like a flower in every village in the world. Who wouldn't say a few words of praise when they saw me? Fat is good, fat blessed……"
Except for Liu Xueyun, who had a confused look on his face, all other people familiar with the matter had strange expressions on their faces. Liu suppressed his laughter until his stomach hurt.
Under the watch of everyone from Lao Yang's family, Liu Xueyun rode on a horse, guarding the carriage where the third girl was sitting, and embarked on the road back to Changle County.
Mrs. Sun, Bao Suyun and the others helped Ms. Tan walk back.
As Tan walked, she complained: "I'm so exhausted that I have to marry so far away. Going back and forth is more difficult than going to heaven. Why bother?"
"It's all the fat girl's fault. I have to tell Liu Xueyun to the third girl. This red line is so confusing..."
Yang Ruoqing followed, and could only roll her eyes at this.
Bao Suyun said: "Mom, how can you blame Qing'er? It was the two of them who had feelings for each other first, Qing'er was just going along with the flow..."
Cao Bamei also said: "Yes, grandma, we are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away, but if we are not destined to meet each other, we will not meet each other. Look at how much they love each other, this is fate."
"Come on, old lady, I can't compete with you. I only know that if the third girl loses weight during the first month of the year, I will have sex with that guy Liu Xueyun! If she loses a few ounces of meat, I will cut it off from him!"
"Eh~" Yang Ruoqing rubbed her arm, "Aren't you too rough and bloody when you talk? It's so scary!"
Mrs. Sun and the others also looked strange, as if they had eaten half a fly.
Ms. Liu said directly: "This old lady is crazy. Don't talk to her. The more you talk to her, the more energetic she will become."
Mrs. Tan reached out and pulled a handful of Ms. Liu's hair, causing Ms. Liu to tilt her head to one side and scream.
"Which one is crazy? Tell me clearly, you evil bitch!" Mrs. Tan said viciously, and she put more force on her hands. The pain made Mrs. Liu's face turn pale, and she felt like a big piece of her scalp was about to be peeled off by the old lady.
With the help of Sun, Bao Suyun and others, Tan finally gave up, but Liu also lost a bald spot on her head.
She covered her head and jumped aside, cursing Tan with a bare face.
Mrs. Tan blew the strand of hair in her hand into the wind, glanced at Mrs. Liu proudly, and then walked towards the old house with her head held high, looking like an old general who had won a battle.
Mrs. Liu was so angry that she stamped her feet and cursed the old lady from head to toe in her heart.
She felt aggrieved and wanted Yang Huaming to see the good things his mother had done and stop blaming her for not being filial to her mother-in-law.
Only then did he realize that Yang Huaming was not here at all. After seeing off the three girls, Yang Huaming was called to chat by Yang Huazhong.
