A boy of fifteen or sixteen years old has the unique vitality and youthfulness of this age group.
His bronze skin was the result of being exposed to the sun all year round. His slender figure already revealed the strength of a man.
The main thing is the way this guy looks at his elder sister, oh my god, I'm getting bored to death.
Xiaomian couldn't see it, so she might as well get out of the way, so as not to delay others' romance.
The moment she turned around.
"Huh?"
Xiaomian squinted her eyes and looked at Zhao Xiaohu again.
The young man was talking anxiously to his eldest sister. As for what he was saying, Xiaomian was not interested. What she was interested in now was the purple aura between the young man's eyebrows.
Ha, I never thought that my future eldest brother-in-law would be so noble.
After looking at the two noble children, Xiao Mian quietly returned home.
If you don't clean it up, you won't know. If you clean it up, you'll be shocked.
Looking at the small mountain of things piled up in the yard, Xiaomian asked: "Do you have to take all of this away?"
She can understand the clothes, shoes and socks, but why bring these pots and pans?
"Mom, senior brother said that the house has everything. We can just move in with our bags."
"Yeah, aren't we packing now?"
Forehead!
Xiao Mian explained: "Just bring our change of clothes."
Mrs. Song smiled and suddenly asked: "Are your eldest sister and Xiaohu together?"
"Um, does mom know?"
Ms. Song nodded. Now her heart was almost entirely focused on Damai. How could she hide what happened to this child?
"Go and call them over."
"oh."
Little Mianma slipped out and thought to herself: Mother-in-law wants to marry her son-in-law?
In the main room, two young men with red faces stood awkwardly in front of Mrs. Song.
Mrs. Song smiled and said, "I know what happened between you two."
The two of them were even more ashamed.
Da Mai touched his hot cheek with his hand, and the end could hang down to the kang.
Still a young man with great strength. Zhao Xiaohu suddenly knelt down and said, "Auntie, I want to marry Damai, please make it happen."
Mrs. Song sighed, "Xiaohu, you get up first."
Song's tone gave Zhao Xiaohu a bad feeling.
"Auntie, I will be good to Barley."
"I know."
Mrs. Song said soothingly: "I know you are a good person. I also agree with you and Damai. But there is something I have to tell you."
As she said that, Mrs. Song suddenly said seriously: "I'm going to blame Damai. This child can't get engaged at fifteen and can't marry at sixteen. If you want her to be well, it's best to get married at twenty. I don't know if you can wait.
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Zhao Xiaohu was stunned, and even Xiao Mian, who was eavesdropping outside the door, opened his eyes wide.
What do you mean, mother? Is this agreement or polite refusal?
Zhao Xiaohu glanced at Damai and uttered two words sonorously and forcefully: "I'll wait."
The young man has just started to fall in love, and his heart is with Damai. No matter what his aunt means, as long as Damai doesn't change his mind, he will wait.
The more things were packed away, the old hen was reluctant to let go as Xiao Sanshun hugged her head.
This chicken has been laying eggs for him to eat, so why should it be given to Gou Sheng's family?
Early the next morning, Zhao Qiang and his wife came, carrying large and small bags of things. Zhao Xiaohu followed behind.
Mrs. Song and Zhao Qiang were talking in the house, while Zhao Xiaohu and the eldest sister were flirting outside the door, no, they were in love.
Xiaomian was too embarrassed to eavesdrop, and she didn't know what they said in the room. Has the eldest sister's marriage been approved?
Dragging the whole family to the capital, they walked for half a month.
But Nanny Qin returned to the county inn in disgrace. The more she thought about it, the more annoyed and angry she became.
She was a first-class nun in the Duke Protector's Palace, but she was beaten by a group of village women.
I wanted to leave, but I couldn't leave until the task given by the Protector was completed.
The coachman asked Nanny Qin: "What should we do now?"
After all the fights have been fought, can you still pick up people properly?
Nanny Qin glared at the coachman: "You almost caused a big disaster. That Li Xiaomian was the one the Lord Protector ordered to treat kindly. But you almost killed her."
The coachman also hated being wronged and murmured in his heart: Who was the first to offend others with his arrogance?
"Then when are we going to pick them up?"
"What should I do? Let her cool off first."
She didn't believe that a poor girl who didn't even have decent clothes would care about the wealth in the capital?
So Grandma Qin stayed in the inn, where she had good food, drink and fun.
After finally getting out, you have to see this great river and mountains, right?
The capital city has finally arrived.
The Li family looked excitedly at the tall city walls and tall gate tower.
"Is this the capital? It's majestic, it's really majestic!"
Li Benshan used his rare vocabulary to come up with the idiom majestic, which he thought was very appropriate.
Lie Yan was already waiting at the city gate.
So it's easy to get into the city.
There are many people, many cars, and many noble people in Beijing.
Even if the whole family puts on their best clothes, they still feel like they are dressed like beggars.
No, the beggars are better dressed than them. Look at the one lying in the corner, isn't he wearing satin?
Although it doesn't fit, there is no doubt that it is satin.
Mrs. Li whispered: "Sister-in-law, let's make a satin dress later and wear it when going out."
Mrs. Song nodded. She had four thousand taels of silver in her hand, and she could still afford to wear satin clothes.
Lie Yan smiled and said, "Second aunt wants to wear satin, and we have plenty of it in our house."
Xiao Mian said: "When you buy a house, it comes with fabrics?"
Lie Yan shook his head and said embarrassedly: "Oh no, didn't I sell two ginseng trees?"
Xiaomian then remembered that the ginseng in the space was growing very well and had now expanded to a large area.
Originally, ginseng had no spiritual power, so she thought about digging it back to make way for the spiritual grass.
But since it can be sold for money...
"How much did you sell for?" Xiaomian asked.
Lie Yan immediately stretched out three fingers happily.
"Three hundred taels or three thousand taels?"
"Thirty thousand taels." Lie Yan said with a smile, "You didn't expect that? I killed two fat pigs."
As soon as the radish-thick ginseng was taken out, the young master from Dingyuanhou Mansion and the young man from the Eldest Princess Mansion were attracted by it, and the banknotes were stuffed into his hands.
"Hmm. I really didn't expect ginseng to be so valuable. I'll sell two more ginseng later."
Xiao Mian is thinking about expanding the ginseng planting area so that her family can eat and drink just by selling ginseng.
The group of people chatted and laughed and soon arrived at Huaishu Alley.
On the new house are two big characters: Li Zhai.
When everyone walked into the house, even the Song family, who had always been cautious, couldn't help but be shocked.
There are three entrances to the house, and each entrance is a brick-and-tile house.
There is also a garden. Although the garden is not big, it has all kinds of pavilions and pavilions. There is also a swing frame.
Next to the garden is the martial arts training ground. The weapons racks are neatly arranged with swords, guns, swords and halberds.
Li asked uncertainly: "Did we go to the wrong place?"
Yes, this is not like Li's house, this is like the residence of a military general's family.
Mrs. Song looked at Xiaomian.
Xiaomian nodded, "Mom, this house costs fifty thousand taels. If it's not good, can Lie Yan buy it?"
"What? Fifty thousand taels? My dear."
Mrs. Li felt that she was dreaming. She never expected to live in a house worth fifty thousand taels in this life. Isn't this a place where gods live?
Li Benshan was silent.
He worked hard all winter and earned 500 taels. The niece didn't say anything and spent 50,000 taels to buy a house.