"There is still such a saying..." Xian Junniang responded absently, she had no interest in this.

What she wants to do most right now is to find a wife for Xianjun as soon as possible, so that there will be someone in the family to share the housework. Even if she cannot share the housework, there will still be someone to help Xianjun work in the fields.

Jiang Er has collapsed in the past six months, and all the work at home has fallen on her shoulders. She is exhausted!

The matchmaker was still chattering about the first seven souls, which went in and out of one ear and finally found an excuse to change the subject.

"His aunt, I will leave the matter of my family to you. I will wait for your good news at home."

After returning to the topic, the matchmaker also showed her professionalism and professionalism.

He patted his chest and said, "I'll take care of this. I've seen your handsome young man before. No big girl wouldn't appreciate such a handsome and energetic young man."

"The only flaw in your family is that the man in charge is paralyzed. This is a bit of a waste of words."

"Her aunt, if it weren't for this, I wouldn't have begged you to stay here. You have to put a lot of effort into this matter. I will definitely give you a thank you when it is done. I won't let you be burdened."

After parting ways with the matchmaker by the bridge, the sound of firecrackers came from somewhere in Mianniu Mountain opposite.

Xian Junniang knew that it was the old Wang family and the old Yang family who were burning incense, so she spit in that direction a few more times, then twisted her waist and returned to the village.

In the mountains.

A group of people placed offerings, burned incense paper and lit incense candles in front of Wang Shuanzi's grave.

Yang Huamei lay down in front of Wang Shuanzi's grave, digging at the new soil and stones on the grave with both hands. Tears flowed down her face. She cried until her voice became hoarse and she choked several times.

Dabai, Hongmei, Xiaohei, and other juniors all coughed on Wang Shuanzi.

Yang Huazhong even lit a cigarette and stuck it with the cigarette pole in front of the grave.

"Shuanzi, rest in peace. Mei'er... we will take care of you, hey!"

After the group finished everything, they stayed with Yang Huamei for a while. Looking at Yang Huamei's attitude, it seemed that there was no problem letting her stay here and cry for three days and three nights.

"Auntie, people cannot be resurrected after death, so you have to show mercy and accept change."

Instructed by Yang Huazhong's eyes, Yang Ruoqing stepped forward to support Yang Huamei and persuaded her softly.

Yang Huamei cried so hard that her face changed shape, and she choked and said: "You guys go back first, leave me here, I want to stay with Shuanzi for a while..."

Yang Ruoqing raised her head and glanced at the others, who shook their heads.

"Auntie, that won't work. We're not worried. Let's go down the mountain together."

What she originally wanted to say was that spring had already arrived, and the hibernating beasts in the mountains were gradually waking up. What if you were left here alone to encounter wild beasts?

Besides, uncle Shuanzi died a few days ago after being attacked by a leopard!

But Yang Ruoqing did not dare to say these words for fear of touching Aunt Meier's sadness.

So, she could only wink at Xiao Hei and ask Xiao Hei to come over and give him some advice.

Da Bai and Xiao Hei, relatively speaking, she has a slightly better feeling towards Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei is a foodie, but he is short-sighted, naive, stupid, dull and lazy...

But my performance today was very good, and I dared to stand up for his mother.

Xiao Hei tilted his head and watched Yang Ruoqing wink at him. Xiao Hei opened his eyes wide and then looked at her in shock, his mouth still grinning.

Yang Ruoqing felt that her eyes were being looked at by a blind man, and if she continued to do so, she would have a crooked mouth, a flat nose, and cross-eyed eyes.

Fortunately, Luo Fengtang came to Xiao Hei, patted him, and said in a commanding tone: "Go and persuade your mother to come down the mountain."

Xiao Hei was instinctively frightened when he saw Luo Fengtang, so he quickly hunched his shoulders and came over to persuade Yang Huamei.

"Mom, stop crying, you can't make my dad cry to death even if you cry for three days and three nights..."

Yang Huamei raised her head and looked at him.

Xiao Hei stretched out his hand to hold Yang Huamei's shoulder, "Mom, let's go down the mountain. Dad is dead, but we still have to live our lives. I, I'm hungry..."

…

The group of people had finally made their way down the mountain.

When going up the mountain, Yang Huamei was supported by Yang Ruoqing, and when going down the mountain, she was carried by Xiao Hei.

Why?

Two reasons.

First, Yang Huamei had cried for too long before. She was so sad that her whole body became weak and weak, and she couldn't walk.

Another reason is because Xiao Hei is hungry.

He hurriedly asked Yang Huamei to go home and cook for him, so he simply carried his mother on his back.

When they arrived at the entrance of the village, Yang Huamei, Yang Huazhou and Wang Hongtao said gratefully: "Uncle, brother, and elder brother-in-law, you all have worked hard. Don't leave, everyone. Come to my house for lunch."

Everyone waved their hands and declined Yang Huamei's kindness in a tacit understanding.

If nothing goes as expected, when Mei'er and the others go home later, Wang Hongquan will most likely still be holding his breath, and the family may have to quarrel again.

The relatives who were there to help with the mediation were all numb and tired, and just wanted to hide away.

Yang Huamei sincerely invited her again, but to no avail, everyone had no choice but to part ways.

Luo Fengtang had greeted Yang Ruoqing before when they were at the foot of the mountain. He, Liu Xueyun, and Xiao An went into the mountain in another direction to find Narisong.

These like-minded men have things that interest them, and Yang Ruoqing will definitely not interfere.

So she followed Yang Huazhong and the others back to the village, squatted down by the pond and washed her hands before entering the house.

The four wives of the Yang Huazhong family, Sun, Liu, Bao Suyun and Tan were all there.

Mrs. Tan was making a warm bucket stool by herself, while Mrs. Sun and Bao Suyun were sitting in the warm bucket of the moon ship. Both of them were doing needlework, and from time to time they would gather together to discuss a few words in a low voice.

Mrs. Liu was walking around the house with a bowl of tea in her hand. After a while, she walked to the courtyard with the tea bowl and looked towards the door of the courtyard.

He was still muttering: "It's already one o'clock at this hour, so you should be back? Why haven't you come back yet? Could it be that Mei'er stayed for dinner? That's not right, we clearly agreed when we left that we wouldn't be here anymore.

The Wang family is having dinner..."

"Are you done muttering? Can you sit down for a while?" Tan asked angrily from behind.

Mrs. Liu turned her head and smiled at Mrs. Tan: "Mom, that's true. You sit in your place and I'll go in mine. What's wrong with you?"

Mrs. Tan said: "You walk around like a lonely ghost and make me dizzy!"

Mrs. Liu said: "That's not easy. Just keep your eyes closed and don't look at me."

Mrs. Tan slammed the table: "Do you have sores on the soles of your feet or a thick tongue? If your mother-in-law says one thing to you, you will say ten things. Isn't it going to turn upside down?"

Mrs. Liu also turned around and put her hands on her hips. Sun and Bao Suyun hurriedly jumped down from the moon warming bucket. One went to comfort Mrs. Tan, and the other pulled Mrs. Liu into the yard to persuade them separately.
Chapter completed!