Xiao Yu said: "I'm two months older than you, Qing'er, and I don't even have Xu's wife's family yet, so you're about to 'pass through'."

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

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes at Xiao Yu: "Then you should work harder and get yourself married as soon as possible. Why are you staying at home and being an old girl?"

Xiao Yu looked innocent: "What's wrong with the old girl? The old girl can also be the godmother for you and Tang Yazi's baby!"

Cao Bamei covered her mouth and laughed.

"I agree with Xiao Yu." Cao Bamei said.

"It all depends on fate whether you get married early or late. If you don't have the fate, it won't matter if you rush it!" she said.

The artillery fire was drawn to Cao Bamei.

Yang Ruoqing looked at her with a smile: "Eight Sister, what you said is that you are too old to die."

"Hurry up and tell me, when will your fate come true?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Cao Bamei blushed: "Ah, you are making fun of me."

"This is not a joke, it is a whisper between our little sisters!" Yang Ruoqing explained.

"Look, there are so many young people in our village, and many of them are not engaged yet."

"Who do you have your eye on later? Tell me in private and I will help you match them up!" she said.

Cao Bamei blushed, "What are you talking about? You are shameless and shameless. Are you not afraid of getting bored?"

Xiao Yu came over and stopped Cao Bamei's shoulder: "Let's not talk about our village, let's talk about Qing'er, the old Yang family, there are many young people there!"

"Brother Qing'er, second brother, and third brother, all of them are tall, handsome, and presentable..."

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

"Then it's your second brother." Xiaoyu agreed.

"I think your second brother is a nice person. He and his eighth sister live in the same restaurant, so they are a good match!" Xiao Yu said.

Yang Ruoqing also smiled and asked: "Eight sisters, what do you think of my second brother?"

Cao Bamei's face turned redder.

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

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

Cao Bamei stamped her foot: "I won't tell you anymore, you two bad guys, I'm going back to sleep!"

Cao Bamei picked up her sewing dustpan and turned around and ran out of the house.

Seeing her running away in a hurry, Xiaoyu pinched her chin with a scheming look.

"Well, based on my many years of experience, Eight Sisters are so excited!" she said.

Yang Ruoqing gave Xiao Yu an angry look: "She is not like us. She is thin-skinned. It would be better to make less jokes with her in the future."

"Yeah, that makes sense." Xiaoyu nodded.

Suddenly, she suddenly approached Yang Ruoqing.

"What do you mean by that? Why is she not like us? Is our skin so thick?"

Yang Ruoqing was startled for a moment, then raised her hand and pinched Xiaoyu's cheek: "It's thicker than the soles of shoes."

Xiaoyu patted Yang Ruoqing's hand away and sat aside: "If you don't care about your skin, you are invincible."

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

Xiaoyu rolled her eyes.

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

Yang Ruoqing was startled. Are bridesmaid groups also popular these days?

"I feel happy to be your bridesmaid." Xiaoyu continued.

Maybe Yue Lao will take pity on me!

Xiaoyu's words suddenly made Yang Ruoqing's mind become more active.

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

Especially for a girl, it is very memorable.

A traditional wedding was held in the village under the watchful eyes of relatives and elders.

Then, it wouldn’t be bad to find a few close friends and hold a modern wedding with Luo Fengtang!

"Okay, I will definitely ask you to be the bridesmaid." Yang Ruoqing said cheerfully.

Xiaoyu was very happy.

Yang Ruoqing asked Xiao Yu again: "Don't your parents know about the matter between you and Brother Ning?"

Xiaoyu shook her head: "I dare not tell them."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Paper can't cover up the fire. When are you going to say it?"

Xiaoyu suppressed the smile on her face: "What are you talking about? Brother Ning didn't tell me anything besides giving me something."

Yang Ruoqing thought about it, this was true.

"Well, then wait a little longer and confess to your family. The premise is that you two have solved your own problems."

she said.

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

Xiaoyu shook his head: "How should I contact you? If he sends a homing pigeon to my house, I'm afraid it will be hunted down by my brother and stewed..."

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

She patted Xiaoyu's shoulder: "Let nature take its course and take your time."

…

The sixth day of the first lunar month.

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

According to the customs in this area, 'passing the door' is actually the first time a woman visits the man's house as a guest after they get engaged.

Also known as ‘house viewing’.

The woman must go to the man's house accompanied by the matchmaker's wife and her sisters-in-law and sisters.

Yang Ruoqing lives in the same village as Luo Fengtang and has gone to his house countless times.

But this custom must be followed.

Chang Geng and Daniu were matchmakers for both parties, so naturally they were accompanied by Gui Hua and Dayun.

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

Xiaoyu helped Yang Ruoqing comb her hair.

"Qing'er, your hair is so nice, soft and soft." Xiao Yu said enviously while combing it.

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

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

"Qing'er, do you have any tips? Teach me!" Xiaoyu said.

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

Xiao Yu nodded, and while she was speaking, a pair of dexterous hands were busy on Yang Ruoqing's head.

Soon, she had a bun on her head, with long black hair on the back.

"Put two flowers on your bun to make it look festive," Xiaoyu said.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "This bun looks a bit rustic with flowers on it, so use this."

She took a box from the dresser drawer and opened it.

"Ah? What a beautiful bow tassel!"

Xiao Yu exclaimed and her eyes lit up.

"Where did you buy it? It's so beautiful!" Xiaoyu said.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips: "I made it myself."

"ah?"

Xiao Yu picked up the tassel and looked at it carefully in front of her eyes, unable to put it down.

"These beads, this bow made of cotton..."

"Oh my god, Qing'er, you are so awesome, teach me!"

"Okay, but I don't have time to teach you today. When I get back to the south, I will teach you step by step!"

"Okay, okay!"

Xiaoyu followed Yang Ruoqing's instructions and hung the tassels diagonally under her bun.
Chapter completed!