After a heavy rain, the sky was spotless and the air was clear.

The breath was filled with the wet fragrance of plants and trees. He greedily sucked a few breaths of fresh air. Jian Ning thought that the end of the year was approaching and he had to take his second sister back.

I don’t have to go back, I built a hydropower station and suffered hard work. I treated my daughter as a cow. Jian Ning couldn’t bear it.

After a while, Jian Ning arranged for the second sister to take care of her second sister. After two days, it rained, mushrooms grew in the mountains. Tomorrow, I would pick a few baskets of mushrooms and then set a bunny. When my second sister returned home, she would stew a pot of mushrooms and rabbit meat to nourish her body.

How can I handle such heavy work as the age of the flower bud?

Thinking about things, the muddy puddles flowed under his feet and arrived at the main courtyard.

He took off his shoes on the door frame, and Jian Ning slowly scraped the mud blocks on the soles of the shoe, rubbed them on the straw mat, lifted the curtain and entered the room.

The curtain swayed and attracted the attention of the whole house. Jian Ning walked over the brazier calmly, greeted the old lady first, and then greeted the uncles and aunts, and then looked on the old lady and asked, "My mother, what are you asking for me?"

A frame was built with stones at the deepest part of the main hall, with wooden boards laid horizontally on it, and a thick layer of straw mat was laid in winter. For family meetings and chatting, a whole family would sit in a row on it.

Old Mrs. Jian sat upright on her head, leaning against the wall, and her sons sat on both sides. Two large braziers were burned on the ground, and a group of daughters-in-law and grandchildren sat next to the brazier.

It has a very ritual sense of three trials.

"Sit down and say." The old lady sat firmly on Mount Tai without raising her eyebrows, waiting for her granddaughter to make a tantrum.

The old lady was sure that Jian Ning was not an opponent, and those tricks of rolling around were learned from her stolen masters. The ancestors couldn't make much splash when they were on the side of the little monkey grandson.

Jian Ning followed the good deeds and brought a short stool to sit down with a brazier.

The charcoal fire in the basin is burning, and Jian Ning moves the stool closer to the brazier, stretches out his palm to put it on the brazier to overturn it to keep warm.

There are endless mountains in front of Shuimo Village, and small hills with high and low heights behind them. The hilly areas are covered with burnt yellow jings. The most important thing Shuimo Village is firewood, which is deeply loved by Jian Ning.

Jian Ning was greedy for warmth and didn't say anything. She kept her eyes closed and just kept her fire. Her black eyes were deep and quiet under her thick eyelashes.

For a moment, the room was silent, and only a splash of sparks splashed from the brazier.

The eldest son Jian Guoqiang raised his eyes and looked at Jian Ning, and was really shocked. His niece, who was usually whispering, was as quiet as a river under the ice in winter.

The others almost had the same doubts.

I can't figure out what Jian Ning is doing.

The old lady coughed, glanced at her eldest daughter-in-law in a slant, and signaled her to lead her head.

Cao Fengzhen sighed in her heart and had to speak: "Ning girl, it's still the same thing to ask you to come today. Last night, I went to the Xu family to investigate. Xu's wife refused to admit her account and said that she had no verbal promises in her early years. The Xu family beat her to death and could not marry into her family to lose her ancestors' face. Look..."

This is really funny, and Cao Fengzhen herself can't continue to say it.

What's the cause? It's a long story. The wife of the second wife of the Jian family gave birth to three girls in a row. Yang Guiying gave birth to Jian Ning and almost gave birth to one corpse and two lives. Fortunately, she was shocked later.

Jian Zhenjun felt sorry for his wife, so he negotiated with his mother that their second wife did not plan to continue having children, and wanted to raise his Ning girl as her son and grow up to be a son-in-law.

The old lady was so angry that her myocardial infarction was so angry that she was so cold that she looked cold for several months. She said all kinds of unpleasant threats, but her second son refused to let go.

After a long time, the old lady was out of her way. No matter how strong she is, she can't press her head and let her son and daughter-in-law give up, so she had to give up.

When Jian Ning was seven or eight years old, the old lady began to find her son-in-law for her son.

If you don’t like it, you are your own son, so you can’t help but watch your son lose his family.

Finally, the Xu family was decided.

It is hard to describe the Xu family. In the early years, Xu Deqiang and his wife fled to famine and settled in Shuimo Village with a four-year-old child. They will settle down. Xu Deqiang died of an epidemic and left behind an orphan and widowed mother.

The family lost the labor force and had no relatives. The life was so difficult that the old lady looked at it and slapped her happily. It was suitable, so suitable!

All he wants is that he has no relatives and no one can support him.

Without the aunts and sisters, they are alone and unable to support themselves. If they get married into the second family, wouldn’t they have to be obedient and honestly serve as cows and horses for their Jian family, and they will spread their branches and leaves.

The old lady is also a talented person. Helping her son chooses a son-in-law is like the emperor choosing a crown princess, for fear of the future of the foreign relatives.

The house was barely covered with hunger, and Mrs. Xu was stirred up by the big cake painted by the old lady.

The stove cannot be lifted, and the famine is so tight that the in-laws can at least support the three melons and two dates, so that half of the young man will not starve to death.

After the negotiation, the child was young and did not formally leave the gift, but the old lady would always use three or five kilograms of coarse grains to hang Mrs. Xu when she was not in the morning.

He also secretly pointed the boy from the Xu family to his granddaughter and quietly taught him that boy would be your wife in the future. If you don’t pass by the door, you have to coax him and treat him better. If you wait until you enter the door, you will set rules.

It is best to keep it stronger, and he will do the heavy and tiring work in the future.

Let him warm your bed in the cold winter,

Serve you, serve your father...

Such things.

Therefore, the original owner, who was raised as a boy since childhood, was deeply attracted to Xu Rongzuba, whether it was the bird eggs taken from trees, the wild fruits picked on the mountain, or the cakes specially saved, they kept coming to him.

The best way to protect you.

She often listened to the comments behind the scenes that anyone who is poor can't marry a wife, and she will be beaten for the rest of her life and become a barbarian, and no one will fall into a bachelor's house when she dies.

I thought I must not be a bachelor.

Her mother also talks in her ears every day that our second wife is relying on you. You can't let your father lose his family. You have to have more sons to help your parents...

Of course, you need to have a wife when you have a son. When you think about it, you must think of your wife if you have something good.

But after years of hard work, I suddenly got lost.

There is a custom in Shuimo Village that when the autumn harvest ends every year, men with connections in the village will go to do odd jobs outside to earn some money and make money for the New Year. This year, Xu Rongzu also went with him. It is said that some knots saved a noble man and got a fortune.

The Xu family once gained power and turned against each other.

The old lady naturally refused to support her. She raised her piglets until the end of the New Year, and she was looking forward to eating a few pieces of meat. What's more, she was a living person who raised you for five or six years. She would not let you say you didn't do it, but she would just grab Mrs. Xu and make a fuss.

Mrs. Xu is weak on the surface, but she has a strong heart. She never admits her love for many years.

If someone is rich and wants to marry a wife, she will have only one son. She originally agreed that she was hungry and could not let anyone go. Now that Feng Shui has been transferred to her own family, she should have to pass on the family line for the Xu family.

The terrible thing happened, and Mrs. Xu even threatened to pay for the marriage with her own life.

Mrs. Xu was really willing to do anything, and the old lady was scared.

A murder case cannot be afforded!
Chapter completed!