Xiaoyu said: "I'm two months older than Qing'er, and I haven't even had Xu's mother-in-law's house, so you're about to pass through the door." ”

"Hehe, don't look back, I'm still a girl at home, and you'll have a baby."

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Xiaoyu: "Then you should work harder, quickly marry yourself, and stay at home to be an old girl."

Xiaoyu looked innocent: "What's wrong with the old girl, the old girl can also be a godmother for you and Tang Lingzi's baby."

Cao Bamei covered her mouth and smiled.

"That's what I say, I agree with Xiaoyu." Cao Bamei said.

"Getting married early or late, it depends on fate, fate hasn't arrived, and it's not okay to be in a hurry," she said.

The artillery fire was directed to Cao Bamei.

Yang Ruoqing looked at her with a smile: "Eighth sister, what you said is so old that you are dead." ”

"Hurry up and explain, when will your fate move" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Cao Bamei blushed: "Ah, you made fun of me." ”

"It's not a joke, it's a whisper between our little sisters," Yang Ruoqing explained.

"You see, there are so many young offspring in our village, and many of them have not yet decided to marry."

"Who's the one you have come to your eye on, tell me in private, and I'll help you match," she said.

Cao Bamei blushed, "What are you talking about, you have no face and no skin, and you are not afraid of dryness"

Xiaoyu came over and stopped Cao Bamei's shoulder: "Don't say that our village is over, just say that Qing'er, the old Yang family, there are many young descendants."

"Brother Qing'er, second brother, third brother, this one is all tall and decent"

"Xiaoyu, forget my eldest brother, a nerd is not suitable for the eighth sister." Yang Ruoqing interrupted Xiaoyu's words.

"Then your second brother." Xiaoyu clapped his head.

"I see that your second brother is a good person, and he is in the same restaurant as the eighth sister, which is a good match" Xiaoyu said.

Yang Ruoqing also smiled and asked, "Eighth sister, what do you think of my second brother?"

Cao Bamei's face turned even redder.

"You two bad guys, okay, why are you making fun of me?"

"Oh, you just say, do you want to be my second sister-in-law" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.

Cao Bamei stomped her foot: "I won't tell you, two villains, I'll go back to sleep"

Cao Bamei picked up her needlework basket on the side, turned around and ran out of the house.

Seeing her back running away in a hurry, Xiaoyu pinched her chin, looking scheming.

"Well, with my years of experience, the eighth sister is moved," she said.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Xiaoyu: "She is not like us, she is thin-skinned, and it is better to play fewer jokes with her in the future." ”

"Well, that makes sense." Xiaoyu nodded.

Suddenly, she came up to Yang Ruoqing with a fierce son.

"What do you mean by that, she's not as thick as our skin?"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned, raised her hand and pinched Xiaoyu's cheeks: "It's thicker than the sole plate." ”

Xiaoyu slapped Yang Ruoqing's hand away and sat aside: "People don't need skin, the world is invincible." ”

Yang Ruoqing looked at Xiaoyu and said meaningfully: "Well, I can see it." ”

Xiaoyu rolled her eyes.

"Qing'er, when you get married, how about I be a bridesmaid for you," she asked.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned, this year, bridesmaid groups are also popular

"I'm also happy to be a bridesmaid for you." Xiaoyu continued.

Maybe the old moon will pity himself

Xiaoyu's words made Yang Ruoqing's mind suddenly come alive.

Getting married is one of the most important things in life.

Especially for a girl, it is very memorable.

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sp; In the village, under the watchful eyes of relatives and elders, a traditional wedding is held.

Then, with Luo Fengtang, find a few close good friends and hold a modern wedding, which is not bad

"Okay, I'll be looking for you to be a bridesmaid." Yang Ruoqing said briskly.

Xiaoyu was very happy.

Yang Ruoqing asked Xiaoyu again: "Your father and mother don't know about you and Brother Ning."

Xiaoyu shook her head: "Don't dare to tell them." ”

Yang Ruoqing said: "Paper can't contain the fire, when are you going to say it?"

Xiao Yu put back the smile on her face: "What are you talking about, Brother Ning didn't tell me anything except to send me something." ”

Yang Ruoqing thought about it, this is also true.

"Well, then wait a little longer and confess to your family, provided that your two own problems are solved."

She said.

"By the way, since the last time we separated, Brother Ning has not been in touch with you for a long time," Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Xiaoyu shook his head: "How can I contact him, if he releases a carrier pigeon to my house, I'm afraid he will be hunted down by my brother and stewed."

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

She patted Xiaoyu on the shoulder: "Let it be, take your time." ”

The sixth day of the first month.

Early in the morning, Aunt Osmanthus, Aunt Da Yun, Xiao Yu, Cao Bamei, Da Sun and Mrs. Sun all came over.

According to the customs in this area, passing through the door is actually the first time that the woman and the man are engaged to go back to the man's house to be a guest.

Also known as housekeeping.

The woman has to go to the man accompanied by the matchmaker's wife, as well as her sisters-in-law, sisters and sisters.

Yang Ruoqing is from the same village as Luo Fengtang, and the number of times he has been to his house has been countless times.

But this custom has to be followed.

Chang Geng and Da Niu are matchmakers on both sides, so they naturally went over accompanied by Osmanthus and Dayun.

So, early in the morning, Osmanthus and the others came to Yang Ruoqing's house for breakfast.

Xiaoyu helped Yang Ruoqing comb her hair.

"Qing'er, your hair is so good, soft and soft." Xiaoyu said enviously while combing.

Yang Ruoqing looked at herself in the bronze mirror and hooked her lips.

In order to take care of this hair, she has put a lot of effort into taking care of it.

"Qing'er, don't teach me any tricks," Xiaoyu said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Eat more black sesame seeds, peanuts, beans and so on." ”

Xiaoyu nodded, and as she spoke, a pair of dexterous hands were busy on Yang Ruoqing's head.

Soon, he pulled a round bun on the top of his head, and there was a long green silk behind it.

"Put two flowers on your bun and look festive." Light rain road.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "This bun, wearing flowers looks a little rustic, use this." ”

She took a box out of the drawer of the dresser and opened it.

"What a beautiful bow tassel"

Xiaoyu exclaimed, and her eyes lit up.

"Where did you buy it, it's so beautiful and beautiful," Xiaoyu said.

Yang Ruoqing hooked her lips: "I did it myself." ”

"Ahh

Xiaoyu picked up the tassel and looked at it carefully in front of her, and couldn't put it down.

"This bead, this bow made of cotton"

"Oh my God, Qing'er, you're so good, teach me"

"Okay, but I don't have time to teach today, and when I go back to the south, I'll teach you by hand."

"OK OK"

Xiaoyu followed Yang Ruoqing's guidance, and hung the tassel obliquely under the bun.

The girl in the bronze mirror, her temperament changed suddenly.