As soon as Ling Qingyu went down, her cousin embraced her warmly and shouted, "Hey, Qingyu has grown so big? I haven't seen her in the past few years. The longer she grows, the more beautiful she is!"
"My aunt is getting more and more beautiful." Ling Qingyu said with a smile, and was dragged to sit on the sofa by her cousin.
"You kid, you made fun of your aunt again, hey, let me tell you something." The aunt took Ling Qingyu's hand, looked at her with loving eyes, and said with a smile: "I heard that too, then The person surnamed Shu is not a good person. It’s a good thing we split up! We, Qingyu, are such a good character, we can find a better one. Look, the one outside is with your cousin. Yes, it’s just moving under the car. The bacon one."
Ling Qingyu followed his aunt's fingers and saw the man in the courtyard who was carrying a pig's hind leg with his cousin. He was nearly forty years old, 170 tall, with a solid body and a tendency to have a beer belly. Yes, when he took off his hat, there was a vacancy on his forehead and heart.
"Remember? This is Zhang Shun. You used to play together. His wife left early and has no children. Now he is doing well in our place. He has rented a large area of mountainous land and made something of himself to raise pigs." The chicken farm can earn millions of dollars a year, and the age is only three years older than you, so the conditions are pretty good." Aunt Biao said proudly: "I don't know how many people want to give their daughters to him, but I blocked it. No, bring it here, you and your mother have a look, and add up."
Ling Qingyu was stunned for a moment, and looked at Ling Ma who was also stunned.
Whoosh, whoosh, a few cold eyes fixed on Zhang Shun.
Zhang Shun raised his head in a daze, wiped the sweat on his forehead and heart that shrank back suddenly due to the sudden coldness, looked at the tense face of the young man in front of him who was smiling warmly, and said, "Don't look at Guoza's legs. It looks good, it’s just right, you’ll know when you get a piece of Haqie and try it.”
Ying Shisan glanced at the pile of pork products and the chickens and ducks running around with a stiff gaze at the corner of his mouth, and thought, no wonder you took so much at once, dare you think this is a betrothal gift
"Sister, what are you doing? My Qingyu family has someone!" Mama Ling ran over from her aunt and grandma, pointed at the person standing behind Ling Qingyu, and said, "See, my Qingyu's husband."
"Ah?" Aunt Biao raised her head, looked at Yan San and Yan Qi standing behind Ling Qingyu, looked at and then said softly: "I said her aunt, can't she deceive Qingyu and her uncles? Ah!" At such a young age, that one is still so seductive and beautiful...
"Why should I lie!" Seeing that the eyes of several people were not right, especially Ying Jiu's aggrieved appearance and the almost substantial gaze shot down from the stairs, Ling Qingyu said anxiously: "Aunt Biao, don't give me the wrong look!" To add to the confusion, I know that you are good for me, but I have really found someone who will be good to me in this life, I have found it!"
"Who?" Aunt Biao asked, pointing to the two people behind her.
Ling Qingyu held Yan San with one hand and Yan Qi with the other, and said firmly, "We are one family!"
Uh! Aunt Biao's gaze circled from her left hand to the fingertips of her right hand, and then back again, with an increasingly weird expression.
"Qingyu, go and have a look, let my cousin and sister-in-law do everything else." Mama Ling pushed her out of the room as soon as she arrived, turned her head and laughed, and said, "Look, where is my Qingyu? There are more people chasing, ha ha, ha ha."
"Is it true?" Aunt Biao leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Don't let the child think about it for a while, why not just break the jar?"
Ling Ma's complexion changed: "What are you talking about? That child doesn't know how good Qing Yu is. Yesterday we went to the Ling family's ancestral house to worship the ancestors, and the archway they built was smashed down. If it wasn't for Yan San, my Qing Yu Yu didn't know what would happen to him when he was smashed, but Yan San desperately protected Qing Yu from my family, and he himself was injured."
"Did the archway fall down?" said the aunt who was eating peanuts: "This is a big deal, and the omen is not good. Over there, don't go there in the future." Seeing Ling's mother nodding, she said to her cousin: "Don't mess around." Something happened, Qing Yu's matter, she can decide by herself."
Aunt Biao sneered and said, "I'm not doing this for the sake of the child. How can I do without a man who can take care of things? Zhang Shun is so strong..."
In the courtyard, Ying Jiu pushed Zhang Shun and his cousin away, carried two pork legs in one hand, and a large bag of rice on his shoulder, and walked into the kitchen.
Aunt Biao choked, and said: "The skill of cooking is good, you haven't seen him butchering a pig..."
In the courtyard, Ying Shisan picked up the unattractive pork leg, brushed the kitchen knife in his hand, and the whole pig leg became pieces.
Aunt Biao choked again, and said: "I can work, I kill chickens at home, carpentry..."
Yan San's swishing figure caught three chickens running around in a flash in the yard, and with a cold sword in his hand, he slashed the chicken's neck, and then dripped blood on the basin that Sum handed over. inside.
Yan Qi took a hatchet from there (on the tractor) without knowing it, and chopped the logs in the yard (cut down by Ye Po Yingjiu when he accompanied the children up the mountain) into sticks with a few strokes, and then took The nails (on the tractor) stared at the wooden strips at high speed into a chicken coop.
The movements are also extremely elegant.
"Brother Guoza is really skilled!" Zhang Shun exclaimed, but what is the reason for this glaring hostility
Ling Qingyu looked at the few men speechless and only stripped Zhang Shun's clothes to compare his figure and appearance, and hurriedly called his cousins, nephews and nieces to go in.
"Wow! How handsome! This uncle, what's your surname? Guigeng?" The sixteen-year-old niece rushed towards Yan Qi with big eyes.
Ling Qingyu felt that he had never moved so fast before, so he stood in front of her and said, "He's mine! Don't think about it, go find another handsome guy!"
"yours?"
"Yes, Uncle!"
Zhang Shun sweated through his clothes after eating a meal, and always felt that he was being watched by four wolves, but when he turned around, he must see smiling faces again, and then various talent shows ,for example…
Mince the meat face to face, kill the chicken with a knife, pluck the feathers and peel the skin (he couldn't understand why the chicken skin was peeled), put one hand over the dining table and put it away...
Even when he was passing by, he felt that they were going to show off his height behind him.
The most irritating thing is that Yan Qi's long hair is loose... A man, why do you have such long hair
And so beautiful...
My aunt ate dinner in a serious manner, and from time to time she wanted to praise Sum and Ying Shisan for their craftsmanship, and finally made it clear that she could rest assured that Wu Yi and her mother and daughter would not be bullied anymore, and then led a large group of people Swing back.
When they were leaving, Mama Ling insisted on stuffing 50,000 yuan to my aunt, but my aunt didn't refuse much. After taking it, she whispered: "Those children are sincere now, but their hearts are unpredictable. My aunt will save it for you. If you have difficulties in the future, Come find your aunt."
Mama Ling's eyes turned red immediately, she hugged her aunt tightly and said, "Auntie, in a few days, I will live with you."
"Well, come on, let's talk to my aunt too." The aunt smiled and pulled Ling Qingyu over and patted her hand, then got on the tractor-modified car and went back.
The old couple of the Wu family went to various cadre schools because of their status. Wu Yi was taken by her aunt who married a soldier who went south for a long time when she was young. Although her uncle was a veteran cadre, she retired early because of old injuries. I worked as a township cadre in the countryside of Ningcheng. In that era, I was able to eat enough. Later, when Wu Yi was pregnant with a child, it was also my aunt who took her to take care of her. Ling Qingyu lived there for a few years when she was a child.
My aunt and uncle are a little cautious, but my aunt is clear in her heart.
Except for being frivolous, trendy and weird.