"Uncle Luo, getting married is a major event in your life, you make your own decisions, and we don't have much to say."

Yang Ruoqing finally said.

"And when are you going to do something? Anyway, I have to send a letter to Tang Yanzi to tell him this. She said.

Blacksmith Luo raised his head excitedly, "When will you do something, you haven't discussed it with the Ma family." ”

"Although she is a widow, I still want Ming Media to marry and let her marry into the old Luo family in a beautiful manner." Locke Blacksmith said.

No one on the side squeaked, leaving him alone there.

"Qing'er and Tang Lingzi's new home is being built, and according to this progress, there are still more than three months to live in."

"If you can live in a new home, you two must also get married."

"I'm an uncle, I'm an elder, so I have to welcome your aunt into the house before you get married......

Aunt?

Yang Ruoqing turned her face sideways.

Thinking of Ma's scheming face, I was about to vomit.

"Dad, mother, you can talk to Uncle Luo, I'll go back to the house and write a letter to Tang Lingzi."

Putting aside these words, Yang Ruoqing went straight back to the backyard.

Sitting at the desk, spreading out the paper, I didn't know how to write for a long time.

I was a little irritable.

She trusts her instincts.

When Ma enters the door, the old Luo family will no longer be calm.

However, there are some things that we know are about to happen, but we are powerless to reverse them.

She did a lot of work to stop it.

Persuaded.

even chased him to Ma's house with his father Yang Huazhong and brought back the Luo blacksmith.

However, he still underestimated Ma's methods.

The nasal calf pants with the 'fine spots' that are said to be the 'fine spots' of the blacksmith Luo, hey!

She shook her head, picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and dropped the first strokes on the snow-white paper......

……

The next day, Luo Blacksmith threw all the work on the construction site to Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming.

He hurriedly went to Majia Village to talk about marriage.

"Brother Luo is so smiling that he can't close his mouth, why are you so happy? Found the silver? ”

Yang Huaming looked at the back of Blacksmith Luo leaving and quipped.

Yang Ruoqing tugged at the corners of her mouth and said: "People are in good spirits on happy occasions, and Tang Lingzi and I are about to have more aunts." ”

"Huh?" Yang Huaming's eyes widened.

"Whose girl?" He asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Majia Village." ”

"Yo, this is a good thing, Brother Luo won't have to fight a single person in the future!" Yang Huaming said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, didn't say much, and turned around to do her own thing.

What is Ma's person, and these things.

It is all the secret of the communication between Yang Ruoqing and Luo Blacksmith.

Even if it is the fourth uncle, Yang Ruoqing will not reveal the slightest rumor.

……

At night, Blacksmith Luo hurriedly came to Yang Ruoqing's house again.

"The Ma brothers and sisters are really easy-going people who are easy to discuss!"

As soon as the blacksmith Luo sat down on the stool, he couldn't help but sigh.

"As soon as I talked about my nephew's marriage, they immediately thought about it for me."

"Marriage, everything is simple."

"I don't want a penny bride price from my side, and I don't want three festivals, as long as I get married, give my sister a set of festive clothes."

"The twenty-sixth of this month is a good day, and when the time comes, I will pick up the Ma family to 'pass the door'."

"It's over, and before August, find a good day to marry."

Yang Huazhong's family listened silently.

At this point, there is nothing more to say.

"It's twenty today, and hey, it's going to be over in five or six days."

"What's that, Qing'er Niang, when I turn around and pass the door, I plan to set up a table of wine and food to invite relatives and friends, you all have to go!"

Blacksmith Luo sent out a sincere invitation.

Sun smiled and nodded: "I must go." ”

Blacksmith Luo looked at Yang Ruoqing with a smile again: "What, did you send a letter to Tang Lingzi?" ”

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's all sent out." ”

Blacksmith Luo nodded: "Go back and send another one, this time he will come back if he is busy in the barracks and can't spare time." ”

"Wait until next month to get married, let him fight for a little effort to come back for a banquet!" He said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Well, I will convey your meaning to him, uncle." ”

Locke Blacksmith went home satisfied.

……

"Hey, Brother Luo is really a poor person, this time he gets married, he is more hearty than anything else!"

Sun sighed lightly.

"I'm looking forward to the Bodhisattva blessing that Ma now, and after entering the door, I can be moved by Brother Luo, and live with him in peace!" Sun said again.

Yang Huazhong also shook his head and sighed.

"Now that the raw rice has been cooked, we can only congratulate."

……

The matter of the blacksmith Luo wanting to marry soon swept the whole village like a hurricane.

Wherever there are people, it's all about it.

The forty-year-old bachelor Deadwood is married to a young widow who is fifteen years younger than him.

The nephew wants to get married, and the uncle also wants to get married, and the two of them will be the groom and the groom together, and they will be fresh in ten miles and eight villages!

Blacksmith Luo was busy running around town to prepare things for crossing the door and getting married.

Most of the time people don't stay in the village.

Now, it's hard for Yang Ruoqing.

Wherever I went in the village, I had to be dragged by those aunts and aunts to ask about it.

Everyone is very curious about Ma's, why did they fall in love with Luo Blacksmith?

And Yang Huazhong and Sun are also miserable.

Working in the fields, picking vegetables in the garden, washing the ...... by the pond

A bunch of people came to inquire and ask.

……

In a blink of an eye, it was the night of August 25.

Because tomorrow is the twenty-sixth day, it is the day when the appointed Ma family comes to the door.

Blacksmith Luo was excited, and rushed over at night to discuss this matter with Yang Huazhong's family.

If you get married or something, you need a matchmaker.

Given that Ma is a widow and remarries, both sides intend to keep a low profile.

Blacksmith Luo still felt that he couldn't wronged Ma's, so he asked Ma Dafu to find a matchmaker in Majia Village.

On his own side, Blacksmith Luo wanted Yang Huazhong to be the matchmaker.

Yang Huazhong had no choice, so he had to take this errand head-on.

So this night, Blacksmith Luo came to talk about it.

When he was done, the blacksmith Luo walked back to the village in the night.

When he reached the gate of the courtyard, he looked up at the three rooms in the darkness in front of him.

When I returned at night and saw the three dark rooms, I felt a sense of sadness in my heart.

And tonight, he rejoices.

For in a little while, when he returns in the night, there will be a light in the house.

It was his daughter-in-law waiting for him.

When the time comes, there will be two more babies.

The wife and children are hot on the kang, and they feel like they have a good life when they think about it!

He hummed a little tune when he was about to push open the courtyard door.

A dark shadow flashed out from under the corner of the wall over there.

A lowered voice came: "Brother Luo! ”

Blacksmith Luo was stunned and turned his head to follow the prestige.

In the night, a woman stood next to the corner.

Blacksmith Luo recognized the person at a glance.

"Brother and sister Cuilian?"