The old lady Qian, who was chopping cabbage in the field, turned around and saw Rong Chuan, and said in surprise: "Rong Chuan is back!"

Wulang, who was squatting to catch grasshoppers, stood up immediately when he heard this. When he saw Rongchuan, his little voice started to scream, "Brother Rongchuan!"

Then, he ran towards the end of the field, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and jumping from time to time.

The children who were helping the adults stopped working and stood up one by one to look. They also wanted to run over to greet them like Goro, but they didn't dare.

They knew that Rong Chuan was the son of the prince and an official of the boss. Looking at Rong Chuan's rich clothes and his noble temperament, they did not dare to treat him like before. They only raised their feet with envy in their eyes.

He looked at Wulang running towards Rongchuan.

Ling Yue paused her painting, turned around quickly, and saw Rong Chuan dressed in an indigo blue robe, as tall as a pine tree, walking with his head held high. The wind in the field blew his clothes and sleeves, and his hair was flying, and he looked like a young man.

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Ling Yue's eyes flashed with surprise, she narrowed her eyes slightly and raised the corners of her lips.

Rong Chuan is quite handsome, and his bearing is extraordinary, even catching up with his imperial nephews.

Rong Chuan looked at Ling Yue from afar, the smile on his face getting bigger and bigger.

At this time, Wulang ran to Rongchuan, opened his little arms and hugged him, and said happily: "Brother Rongchuan, why are you here?"

Rong Chuan smiled and rubbed Wu Lang's hair, "Let's see you guys. Wu Lang has grown taller?"

"Of course I have grown taller. I haven't seen brother Rongchuan for so many days!" Wulang's big eyes were bright and bright. To express his gratitude, he stretched out two dirty little hands and spread his fingers.

Ling Yue came over, patted his little hand, and said with a smile: "In addition, the feet are not enough. Brother Rongchuan has not been here for more than half a year."

Rong Chuan apologized: "A lot has happened these days, so I didn't come to see you."

Wulang waved his little hand and said like a grown-up: "It's okay, it's okay, just be good. Go home and let my mother prepare something delicious for you."

That tone and demeanor are quite similar to Mrs. Qian, who is warm and sincere, and will ask for food first when she comes.

Ling Yue smiled and said: "Yes, let's go home and eat something delicious."

With that said, he went back to pack the easel.

"Okay," Rong Chuan agreed, went over to help, took down her painting, rolled it up and put it in his arms, and lifted the easel with one hand.

"Brother Rongchuan, let me help you!" Wulang helped, lifting the bottom of the easel from behind.

As soon as Ling Yue saw that they could do it, she picked up the stool.

Mrs. Qian and the others also hurriedly loaded the vegetables onto the trolley so that they could go back and cook for Rong Chuan and the others. They knew that Rong Chuan was definitely not alone, there were at least twenty guards.

Mrs. Qian let her son and daughter-in-law push the cart, and she walked home carrying a basket with a frosted pumpkin.

Mrs. He also carried a basket and quickly caught up. She bumped Mrs. Qian's arm with her elbow, pursed her lips and squinted her eyes at Rong Chuan and Ling Yue who were walking side by side in front.

Mrs. Qian rolled her eyes at her and said angrily: "Is there something wrong with your eyes?"

"Tsk!" Mrs. He clicked her tongue, came up to her, and whispered: "Don't you think Rong Chuan and Si Ya are a good match? If they become a couple..."

"Bah!" Old Mrs. Qian spat at her, "Shut your mouth and stop talking nonsense! The two children are still young and don't understand anything, so just think dirty things!"

Mrs. He said aggrievedly: "Sister-in-law! The conscience of heaven and earth! I am doing this for Si Ya! They are not young anymore. It is almost the New Year. Rong Chuan will be thirteen after the New Year, and Ling Yue will be ten years old. It is really important to get engaged.

It’s not too early.”

Mrs. Qian snorted coldly: "Don't be ridiculous! Whose child is Rong Chuan? What kind of family is ours? They are like the clouds in the sky, and our family is like the mud on the ground!"

Marriage is all about being a well-matched person. If you are not a good match, don't even think about it. Don't talk nonsense outside with your mouth shut. If you are pregnant with my Si Ya reputation, I will kill you!"

Mrs. He clicked her tongue and said: "Sister-in-law said this, Si Ya is my niece and granddaughter. Her reputation is bad, what good does it do to me? Isn't this the two of us talking in private? If it doesn't work, then it won't work.

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Mrs. Qian gave her a look that said, "I guess you know what you're doing." She said, "You're well fed and you'll be fine. Let's look for a suitable girl for Da Lang."

Dalang will be eighteen after this year, and his father was born at this time. Ask him who he likes, and he always says that he is not in a hurry. If he doesn't like the girl, ugh!"

Mrs. He weighed the basket and said: "I have really paid attention to this matter. But our elder man was taught by his fourth uncle. He is smart, sensible and capable, and he is tall and energetic.

, the girls in our group are really not worthy of him."

Old Mrs. Qian was so flattered by her flattery that she felt very comfortable and laughed, "That's true! But since we have just settled down and have no roots, I'm afraid the good girls from the nearby villages won't be willing to marry here."

Mrs. He said: "Don't be anxious. Once Si'er takes the exam and Rong Chuan is involved, a matchmaker will automatically come to your door."

Mrs. Qian sighed: "I hope so."

She was worried that Dongming Ziyu had not touched a book for so many years, and now he went to work in the mine every day and only read books in the evening, so he would not pass the exam this time.

When I got back, I went to the kitchen. Shangguan Ruoli was chopping ribs. When he saw her coming in, he said hello: "Mom, you're back."

Mrs. Qian put the pumpkin on the ground and said, "This pumpkin is very sweet. Do you want to see what you can do?"

Shangguan Ruoli thought for a moment and said, "Let's make a pumpkin baked with egg yolk. It's sweet, fragrant, tender, and fresh. All ages will love it."

Mrs. Qian smiled and said, "Then do more. What can I do for you?"

Shangguan Ruoli said: "Then peel and remove the seeds from the pumpkin."

Mrs. Qian picked up the knife and started peeling it. She sighed and said, "Do you think Si'er will be able to pass the middle school entrance examination next year?"

"Pretty much, I read every night and every morning." Shangguan Ruoli felt that he should have no problem taking the Tongsheng test.

Mrs. Qian said: "Tell me, what are we going to do about Da Lang's marriage? He and the girl in the compound don't see eye to eye. He works in the mine and has no contact with other girls."

Shangguan Ruoli said with a smile: "If you can't get in touch with other girls, you might get in touch with her father, uncle, uncle, etc."

Mrs. Qian's eyes lit up, she became energetic, and asked: "What did Si'er tell you? Is someone asking about Dalang and wanting to tell him that we've kissed him?"

Shangguan Ruoli said: "Da Lang is a good young man, and several people are asking about it. However, Wu Lang's father inquired privately, and found out that either the girl has a bad temper, or there are parents who are worried at home.

The eldest son is the eldest son of our family, so a daughter-in-law must be chosen carefully. Not only must she be of good character, but she must also be able to shoulder the burden of being the eldest daughter-in-law."

Mrs. Qian sighed and said: "But the old man will be eighteen after this year! It will take several months to get married and get married. How about nineteen or twenty?"

Shangguan Ruoli soaked the dried mushrooms and said, "There is a saying that if you have a good meal, don't worry about being late. Our family will get better and better, and my wife's family status will rise with the tide."

It is not too late for a man to marry after he is over twenty. By then, as long as our family's life is better and the man is capable, it will be normal for him to marry a girl of fifteen or sixteen."

When Mrs. Qian heard this, she looked slightly relaxed and said, "That's the truth."

Mrs. Li came in with two cabbages in her arms, her eyes were red, she sniffed and said, "Thank you so much, mother, and thank you so much to my fourth brother and sister, for thinking so well of me."

When the old man reached his age, she felt anxious. Seeing that no one in the family seriously mentioned his marriage, she thought that no one cared about his marriage.
Chapter completed!