Wanghai County, Changping Village.

Amidst the deafening sound of the firecrackers, Liu Jinchuan carefully got off the carriage with the support of her aunt Zhou.

Yang Ruoqing happened to come here to have tea and rest, and if she caught up, she would definitely have to join the crowd and come to the door to have a look.

However, she had already met Liu Jinchuan last time.

Seeing Liu Jinchuan again this time, the girl was a little more energetic than the last time she came back to Changping Village for a blind date.

It is probably because this marriage gave her a sense of security, and she did not go back to her uncle and aunt during this period. She stayed at her aunt's house, and she would not be treated as harshly as before when it came to eating, drinking, and having sex.

Therefore, the girl's energy is much better than last time, and her hair is not tied up in a complicated bun. In fact, those women who wear buns are, to put it bluntly, pampered ones.

Yang Ruoqing has studied the real bun style of ancient people, which is different from those in later movies and TV shows.

The hair on a real person’s head, no matter how much hair you have, cannot support a crescent bun, pony bun or the like.

Hair is soft and easy to collapse. In ancient times, there were no styling products like hair cream and mousse. Therefore, ancient women put their hair in a bun. To put it bluntly, they took props, which can also be said to be molds, and stuck them on their heads, and then put them into buns.

Then his hair is wrapped around the mold, and finally fixed with various clips and hairpins.

This kind of combing method is good-looking and very elegant, but you have to be pampered and try not to make any big moves.

"Brothers and sisters, we finally meet. I am Kang Xiaozi's second sister."

She is not very tall, but she is definitely not short either. She is average among women.

"Qing'er, what do you think? She's silent, so no one can tell that she's mute?" Liu suddenly touched Yang Ruoqing's elbow and said in her ear.

Her braid is jet black and bright, her complexion looks like it is stained with red clouds, she is twenty-eight youthful, and she has a graceful figure. Wherever you go, you will see the best scenery.

That body squats down and stands up, stands up and bends down again, and that three-dimensional bun is tied on your head. Unless you use electric welding to weld it, otherwise it will fall apart after a few rounds, which is very troublesome!

Therefore, not all real ancient women have the energy and conditions to wear their hair in a bun, except during the New Year and festivals, when they don’t need to be busy, they want to look pretty.

However, Yang Ruoqing observed Kang Xiaozi's words and deeds and could probably guess what he was thinking about when it came to marriage and love.

If he just wants children, he can go out and buy a maid and come back to make a fertility machine, and he can have as many children as he wants.

When Mrs. Liu was about to squeeze through the crowd to entertain Liu Jinchuan, Ju'er and San Yatou had already passed by first.

"I am the third sister."

Although Yang Ruoqing and her cousin Kang Xiaozi are quite a few years apart, they didn't grow up together. They don't communicate much on a daily basis. They only get together to exchange a few words during holidays.

Although the facial features are not very exquisite, the overall combination makes people look very comfortable.

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes at Mrs. Liu, "Fourth Aunt, what you said is that she is your daughter-in-law, you have to protect her."

Not to mention, wherever you go, as long as you don't speak, this girl is really good-looking and pretty.

The women who stayed in farmers' homes, or the women who lived in market vendors' homes, got up before dawn every day and worked hard, washing, cooking, cleaning the yard, shoveling pig pens, and sometimes they had to carry a baby on their backs to work...

And indeed someone from the old Yang family suggested this to Kang Xiaozi, but Kang Xiaozi was not happy with it.

So it looks like the bun on the head is very three-dimensional.

Ms. Liu chuckled and looked at Liu Jinchuan, who was walking slowly, with satisfaction in her eyes, "I mean, this Liu Jinchuan is dressed up and looks presentable, not ugly."

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "That's right. This girl is still very dignified."

Underneath is a black skirt, and under the skirt are red embroidered shoes with two small daisies embroidered on the toes.

No, Ms. Liu shouted loudly into Yang Ruoqing's ear: "Come here, come here, do you want me to avoid it?"

Mrs. Liu nodded: "Okay!"

Why?

"Let the young couple live their lives together first. Once the relationship between the young couple is in place, there will definitely be no shortage of babies!"

Only on the basis of equality can we get along better and cultivate feelings.

What he wants is heart-to-heart communication and empathy. As for Liu Jinchuan, I don't know if he can have a heart-to-heart relationship or empathy with Kang Xiaozi. However, at least in terms of personality, the two of them are equal.

These words naturally earned Yang Ruoqing a blank look again.

The two of them first greeted the elder Zhou, and then the two sisters held Liu Jinchuan's arms on the left and right.

The sound of the firecrackers finally stopped, and everyone's ears felt like they were being blown away. The sequelae of the firecrackers is that everyone will habitually shout loudly even if they speak close to your ear.

Usually, women who get married like this simply comb their hair into a bun on the back of their head and fix it with a hairpin.

So Liu Jinchuan is dressed like this today. For the celebration, she is wearing a pink cotton-padded jacket.

Because although this boy was born with a physical disability, his emotions are sound. He longs for a sound, normal marriage and family, and does not want the person next to him, the mother of his children, to be bought by one of his hands.

commodity.

Yang Ruoqing said: "No need, it's not like marrying in. If you marry in, you have to avoid it. This is not necessary. Besides, you have to go forward to entertain me."

It's not like when a girl comes to your house and you just stare at her figure and guess whether she can have children, she is a human being, not your fertility machine.

Two braids are tied from the top of the head close to the scalp, extending down the sides of the ears, and then dragged to the lower back, or around the front of the body.

And older girls tend to wear braids.

If you don't have any conditions, just insert chopsticks.

"This Liu Jinchuan is skinny, but I think her hip bones are quite wide. This body will make it easier for her to have children in the future." Mrs. Liu squinted her eyes, looking up and down at Liu Jinchuan like a searchlight.

"We will be a family from now on, don't be formal."

"That's right, come on, let's go inside and talk."

When she saw Ju'er and San Yatou rushing to introduce themselves to Liu Jinchuan, Mrs. Liu curled her lips and muttered in a low voice, "What are you talking about? If people hear it, they won't be able to say it. This is not a blind man lighting a lamp in vain!"

Yang Ruoqing glared at Ms. Liu fiercely, straightened her face, and said in a low voice: "Fourth Aunt, you are the mother-in-law and the elder. How about your bearing? Stop mumbling these words, your own daughter-in-law, you

If you don’t protect or promote me, are you out of your mind?”
Chapter completed!