Jiang Michia felt warm in her heart, "Thank you."
"Mrs. didn't you give me the eggs when you got up in the morning? What's this called..." Song Jingyun thought for a while, "Yes, I said it's called courtesy, so I don't need to say thank you."
Moreover, the lady also said that a family does not need to say polite words.
But now the lady has forgotten it?
Song Jingyun chuckled, secretly criticizing Jiang Michia's bad memory.
Jiang Michia looked at Song Jingyun's narrow-minded look and could probably guess what he was thinking, but he didn't talk much about it and continued to eat sesame cakes.
In the end, Jiang Michia ate half of a large hanging stove sesame cake, and the remaining half went into Song Jingyun's stomach.
Because when Jiang Michia was eating, she could always hear the sound of her son-in-law swallowing hard.
It is so rare to be able to make the greedy little son-in-law suppress his hunger and give her sesame cakes to eat!
After arriving home, home-cooked chicken noodle soup.
The old hen that had been stewed all afternoon was used to make the noodles with hands. The stewed chicken was taken out and shredded into thin shreds. It was cooled and eaten with noodles.
Jiang Michia and Song Jingyun each ate a large bowl before going to bed very satisfied.
Zheng remembers that after this order has been delivered, the next delivery will be half a month later.
All the goods at the tea garden have been delivered. In winter, there is very little winter tea picking, and there is little wear and tear on the equipment, so there are almost no orders.
Remembering that in the past few days, everyone had been working from early to late in the morning, Jiang Youcheng also asked the people who worked in the workshop to relax a little in the past two days, so as not to get tired.
Near noon, Jiang Youfu and Yang arrived.
Ask Jiang Michia and his family to go home for dinner.
It was said that Jiang Xiaoxing's wedding day was coming soon, so the whole family had a reunion dinner and sat down together to discuss some etiquette and rules on the wedding day, divide their respective tasks, and avoid making mistakes.
There is no reason to refuse this kind of thing. Jiang Youcheng and Liu agreed wholeheartedly. When the family went there, they brought a piece of meat from home as a gift.
I made a sumptuous lunch at noon, including braised pork stewed with potatoes and dried beans, fried green onions and eggs, roasted skin residue, and cold lotus root slices. There were not many types of dishes, but everything was served on a large plate, enough for everyone. Eat.
Jiang Xiaotao, the eldest daughter of the Dafang family, and Jiang Xiaoli, the second daughter, also returned home today. Since they hadn’t seen Jiang Xiaoxing and Jiang Michia for a long time, the sisters got together and pulled Fang over for a kiss. Talking sweetly.
Yang and Liu were discussing how much wedding money, melon seeds and peanuts should be prepared on the day of the wedding, as well as the person who would bring the face wash.
Jiang Youfu and Jiang Youcheng were discussing the dishes for that day's wedding banquet, how much wine to prepare, and how much gift to give to the cook.
Jiang Chunyu, Jiang Maihua and Song Jingyun were left together, discussing whose cat came to the house today and wanted to eat, whose dog chased which child, how many bowls of rice you had eaten, and how much you had grown. …
"This wedding is a big deal and needs to be taken seriously, but sister-in-law shouldn't be too tired. You look much more haggard than before, and there are black circles under your eyes. You have to remember to rest." Mrs. Liu. Seeing that Yang's expression was really bad, he just advised.
Hearing this, Ms. Yang smiled bitterly, "Let's talk about it. It's not tiring to prepare for Xiaoxing's marriage. The main thing is that the Hong family..."
"What happened to the Hong family?" Ms. Liu asked.
"We don't know if something has happened. Before we talk about the wedding, the man should come with the person in charge and talk about the etiquette of the day to prevent the two parties from having different rules and something goes wrong. joke."
"But the Hong family has arrived at this time. No one has come over yet, and we don't know what they are going to do. The matchmaker has not gone away in the past two days, and there is no trace of trust. It seems that there is no such thing as a happy event. It seems like it’s done…”
The more Yang spoke, the lower his voice became. In the end, he let out a long sigh, full of melancholy.
"This is really unreasonable." Mrs. Liu also frowned, "This matter is all handled by the man. It is hard for the woman to ask more questions. If she asks too many questions, it seems that the woman is in a hurry to get married. This Hong I seem to be an honest family, why are you so ignorant of the rules?"
Honest man?
Jiang Michia's eyelids suddenly jumped.
The gambler I saw in the county town a few days ago who wanted to send his fiancée's virginity to a gambling house to pay off his gambling debts suddenly came to mind.
But soon, he shook his head again.
After all, where can such a coincidence happen in this world?
What's more, this marriage in the Hong family is something that the eldest uncle and auntie have known each other for a long time, so it should be correct...
While Jiang Michia was thinking, Song Jingyun came over and said hesitantly, "Auntie, what does Miss Xing's future husband look like?"
The sudden inquiry made Yang stunned for a moment, and then he laughed, "You have a straight face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. I'm probably about two inches shorter than you. Why do you ask this so suddenly?"
"That Hong Sanbao, does he have a mole under his left eyebrow?" Jiang Michia asked, frowning.
Yang was stunned again, "Yes."
"On your right forearm, is there a black birthmark the size of your thumb?"
"Yes." Yang nodded again, becoming more and more surprised, "Xiao Xia, Jing Yun, how do you two know these things?"
Hong Sanbao's marriage was decided earlier than Jiang Michia and Song Jingyun's marriage. When they met, Jiang Michia was still confused. Even if she had met Hong Sanbao, she probably didn't remember his appearance.
Song Jingyun arrived home late and had never seen Hong Sanbao. He didn't know Hong Sanbao either.
Not to mention something as personal as a birthmark on the forearm.
Even Jiang Youfu and Yang knew about this because when they were looking at each other, Hong Sanbao accidentally spilled the tea. It was autumn, the clothes were not thick, and the tea was boiling hot. Hong Sanbao was burned and hurriedly took it. The sleeves were rolled up, revealing the birthmark.
Only the people present knew about this matter, and private things like birthmarks on people's bodies are generally not told everywhere. How did Jiang Michia and Song Jingyun know?
Jiang Youfu and Yang looked at Jiang Michia and Song Jingyun in disbelief.
Jiang Michia, on the other hand, gritted his teeth and spat angrily, "It's really him!"
Jiang Xiaoxing's future husband, Hong Sanbao, is the shameless and ruthless gambler who tried to betray his fiancée at the door of a gambling house!
The son-in-law’s sixth sense was extremely accurate. No wonder he said that Hong Sanbao looked familiar. It turned out that there was still this connection!
This bastard!
Jiang Michia almost broke a mouthful of silver teeth.
When everyone saw Jiang Michia's eyes almost spitting out fire, and her teeth clenching, they were even more startled, and looked at each other at a loss.
"Xiaoxia, what on earth is going on?" Jiang Xiaoxing asked uneasily.
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The monthly ticket is enough to add an update. Normally, I should add another update, but recently I had to register for Erbao Primary School. I had to make an appointment, queue up, prepare materials... my head was spinning, so I had to wait until I finished the extra update. I’ll add it after a few days, sorry...
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