"What did your father mean by what you just said? What's going on with you and Wangcai? Why can't I understand?"

Tan asked.

Yang Huamei pouted, but her face looked aggrieved.

"What? Dad is talking nonsense."

Yang Huamei said.

However, that obviously evasive look could not escape Tan's eyes.

Mrs. Tan felt nervous.

"Mei'er, tell mother honestly, what's going on with you and Wangcai?" Ms. Tan asked.

Yang Huamei was forced to do nothing.

He hesitated and said: "It's nothing. If there's something delicious, I'll eat half and share half of it."

"I was afraid that it would be cold at night, so I would put it in the bed and sleep together..."

The prosperous little bird is so fun.

You can also make it longer or shorter by yourself!

Mrs. Tan looked at her daughter. The old lady's face was full of worry.

The torturous day is finally over.

In the next few days, everyone stopped.

Recuperate when you need to recover from injuries, recuperate when you need to recover from illness.

Without Wangcai chasing cats and chickens, the front yard is much quieter.

This quiet day lasted until the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month.

On the night of the sixth day of the lunar month, Yang Huazhou came to the third room in the backyard to talk to him.

"Tomorrow is the seventh day of the Lunar New Year. Dad gave me five hundred coins and asked me to take Suyun to the town to buy some new clothes."

In the room, Yang Huazhou held a tea bowl and said happily.

We are getting married on the eighth day of the lunar month. The man has been in high spirits these past few days and is always smiling when he comes in and out.

If it weren't for the crying sixth sister Yang Huamei who lived opposite, Yang Huazhou would have wanted to sing loudly.

Hearing Yang Huazhou's words, Yang Huazhong and Sun's couple were very happy.

Yang Huazhong said to Yang Huazhou: "Is five hundred coins enough? How about Third Brother, can I sponsor you some more?"

Yang Huazhou shook his head repeatedly.

"enough!"

"Dad sold one acre of second-grade paddy field this time and got four taels of silver."

"I received the lottery with three taels of silver, and left one tael to buy a banquet."

"Five hundred cents is extra money for new clothes!"

Yang Huazhou reported the amount in detail.

Yang Ruoqing beside her nodded secretly.

Lao Yangtou did all this, although he also wanted a bowl of water to be smooth.

But more importantly, it was because he was worried about the face of his old Yang family.

To save face or suffer the consequences.

The marriage of a son is something that parents should worry about.

Weddings and wedding banquets are too shabby, and I am afraid of people poking my spine.

Over there, Yang Huazhou continued: "I heard from dad that when Suyun comes in, Lao Mu's family will send a matchmaker to officially propose marriage."

Yang Huazhong asked: "Mei'er's matter hasn't been settled yet, will Lan'er's marriage be decided in advance?"

Yang Huazhou lowered his voice and said, "Mei'er has permed Wang Shuanzi like that, so the marriage is probably a dirty deal."

"Lao Wang's family has not expressed its position for a long time, and my parents have stopped mentioning the marriage. I'm afraid neither party has that much thought." He said.

Yang Huazhong and Sun stopped asking.

Because I am thinking about going to town tomorrow to buy new clothes.

Yang Huazhou sat for a while and then got up and went back to the house.

Mrs. Sun fetched water there to wash Yang Huazhong's feet.

Yang Ruoqing brought hot water and urged Daan to wash his feet.

The whole night, the adults chatted here.

Da'an was sitting there alone, lying on the table writing and drawing.

"You've been painting all night, it's time to take a rest, right?"

Yang Ruoqing urged with a smile.

Seeing her walking this way, Daan's expression tightened.

He quickly raised his hand to cover the paper.

"Oh? Why don't you show it to others?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Daan blushed and remained silent.

This aroused Yang Ruoqing's curiosity even more.

"An ugly daughter-in-law must also meet her parents-in-law. Come on, bring it here and let me see what you have drawn!"

This time, Daan not only did not offer it with both hands.

Instead, he folded the pieces of paper and stuffed them into his sleeves.

"Sister, this is my secret, you can't see it," he said.

"Brat, I'm your sister!"

"Not even sister, I am an older child now and have my own privacy!"

"Sister, please respect my privacy!"

Look at Daan's serious look.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment.

"You bastard, you haven't even learned a lesson yet, why are you talking so sourly?"

"Okay, okay, I won't force you anymore."

She smiled and pointed to the hot water basin brought over: "Come here and give your smelly feet a good wash before going to bed!"

…

After breakfast, Mrs. Sun washed the pots and dishes.

Yang Ruoqing went to feed the pigs and shovel the pig pen.

When they returned to the house, Sun and Yang Huazhong were sitting at the table cutting window paper.

This is a stack of red paper sent by Yang Huazhou last night.

I want Mrs. Sun to help me cut out the word ‘hi’ and put it in the wedding room.

"Ah, mom, your hands are so skillful. The "hi" character is cut out so beautifully!"

Yang Ruoqing washed her hands, walked to the table, picked up one from the dustpan and admired it.

Paper-cutting is a hollow art popular among the people.

Mainly visually, it gives people a sense of transparency and artistic enjoyment.

It expresses people's yearning for a better life.

At the same time, this is also a technical job.

In the modern era dominated by technology and information, these folk arts that have been handed down are coming to an end day by day.

At this moment, Yang Ruoqing was twisting the delicate paper-cut in her hand, filled with emotion.

Over there, Mrs. Sun smiled while neatly controlling the scissors in her hand.

Bian said: "This is a craft passed down to me and your aunt by your grandma."

"In the past, in Sunjiagou, when people in the village held important events, they would buy red paper for us to help cut during festivals!" said Sun.

Yang Ruoqing nodded secretly.

I looked through the other paper cuts inside the dustpan.

There are quite a few tricks.

In addition to the red double happiness characters, there are also patterns of flowers, birds, insects and fish.

The dense clusters of flowers are festive and auspicious.

The chubby little boy holds a fat carp in his arms, which means good fortune and many children.

In addition, there are golden roosters crowing and magpies climbing branches...

Lifelike, vivid.

Yang Ruoqing was dazzled by the sight.

Yang Huazhong was on the side helping Sun.

The man glanced at Yang Ruoqing's surprised look and couldn't help but laugh.

He sounded proud: "Paper-cutting is a test of your skills. There are many people in every village in the country who can cut paper."

"Perhaps your mother's haircut is as good as yours, and there are so many different styles that you really can't choose just a few!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes were sparkling.

"Mom, why didn't you tell me earlier that you had this craft?" she asked.

Sun was stunned for a moment.

"What's there to say? It's like using shoes to sew clothes, and you can't eat them." Sun said disapprovingly.

Yang Ruoqing picked up the paper-cut in her hand: "Why can't we eat it? If we sell such a beautiful paper-cut in the town, we will definitely make money!"

"Especially since it's the twelfth lunar month now, people who are getting married and getting married are all rushing to get married now."

"If we sell this beautiful paper-cut, we will definitely sell it!"

What's more, this red paper is not expensive and the cost is low.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Sun temporarily put down the scissors in her hand and looked at Yang Huazhong.
Chapter completed!