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Chapter 232 Fishing

"Ning Yatou, come and take a look. Are you satisfied with the wedding dress styles that your third sister and fourth wife sew for you or not? We should change them as soon as possible." The old lady waved with great interest.

Jian Ning knocked on the pine nut and moved slowly: "It's okay, whatever."

Her breasts are comparable to Jiang Yihua, and she is too active in organizing a marriage. She doesn't want to get married early, and she wants to enjoy a few years of single life.

But, this matter is a little out of control. As long as she shows signs of late marriage, Jiang Yihua will condemn her with a pitiful little look. The eyes of her eyes are talking about you, you scumbag, you unfaithful man...

Her breasts are even more exaggerated, and they are chattering in her ears: "A good man who is hard to find even with a lantern. If you don't give a title earlier, be careful of being beaten by your side... What's more, Xiao Jiang tells me, you have taken advantage of others so much, our Jian family can't do things that are unkind..."

Jian Ning:...Who takes advantage of whom? How many thighs can be considered?

Bababa... also said: "Milk knows, the Women's Federation said at a meeting that having children is not good for the health of young people. You can first decide the status and wait for a few years before considering having children."

Jiang Yihua sang: "Yes, I won't have children within ten years."

Jian Ning is cold and hehe: Don’t think I don’t know what you are trying to do. You are not planning to ask your children to share the favor. You just want to take advantage of your own favor and try every means to eat me.

The two sang together and colluded, and Jane Ning surrendered.

"What does it mean, whatever you want? A lifetime of life, one time for a lifetime," the old lady started again.

Jian Ning choked speechlessly: "I mean I'm very satisfied, just do it."

Let’s continue to hold a criticism and controversy conference.

"Milk, why are your hands so coincidental? Look at your twine being rubbed clearly by you." Quickly change the topic.

The main hall was pressed with white energy-saving lamps, which were very bright. The old lady liked to sit cross-legged on the sofa while rubbing twine while listening to the sounds on the TV.

After breakfast every day, I come over with a zipper basket, and have a meal here at noon, and only return after a while.

Wrigging twine is a fine job, which is particularly time-consuming. Remove the leaves from the stews harvested in autumn, tie the stews into bundles, put them in a mud nest or stream in deep water, soak them for a few months, take them out and peel them, wash them off, rinse the remaining fibers, and use a needle cone to pick the stews into thin hair threads, roll them into balls like yarn balls, and braid them in the middle, which is very troublesome.

In spring, the public society will purchase it uniformly and take it to the factory to weave cloth. One or two twine thread costs 3 cents and one pound of three yuan. One winter, the women at home can rub six or seven pounds.

The rural Maodong here either puts on the soles of shoes or rubs twine. This year, the old lady has another job to supervise her skillful hands to sew wedding clothes and quilts for Jian Ning. Fortunately, a new house has just been built, and everything in the furniture is new, otherwise the old lady will be busy.

As for whether to marry into a marriage or not, no one mentioned it. Jiang Yihua took the initiative to promise to the old lady that the first child born by Jian Ning was surnamed Jian. If Jian Ning was willing to have a second child, the surname was Jiang. If Jian Ning was not willing, it would be fine, and it would be up to Jian Ning's wishes.

The subjective thought, except for getting married certificates early, he listened to Jian Ning for everything else.
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