Yang Yongjin nodded: "What you said makes sense. If Mom really feels empty in her heart, let's let her help us with the embroidery, right?"

"If she has something to do, she won't be so sad thinking about all these things. How about that?"

When it came to asking Jin to take care of the embroidery, Cao Bamei showed a hint of embarrassment on her face.

"What's wrong? Why do you look like this? Are you not happy with asking my mother to take care of a daughter for us?" Yang Yongjin noticed something and asked.

Cao Bamei smiled, shook her head and said, "No, no, my mother-in-law is taking care of my daughter, so why shouldn't I be happy about it? I'd rather it!"

"but……"

"But what?"

"I have been taking care of Xiuxiu since she was born. I was worried that she would give up and refuse to be taken care of by my mother-in-law."

Yang Yongjin smiled and waved his hand: "Haha, it's okay. Children, they will get familiar with each other after a few more days together."

"After all, she is my own grandma, blood is thicker than water, so we don't have to worry about this," he said.

Cao Bamei smiled happily, nodded and said, "Well, when Fu'er picks her up later, we'll tell mother about the embroidery."

When the good news of Yang Yongxian and Li Xiuxin's engagement was spread back to Lao Yang's family, even greater good news was spread back to Changping Village.

Not only Changping Village, but also the surrounding Shiliba Village, even the nearby Qingshui Town, and even Wanghai County, are all excited about it.

That is, Mu Zichuan, the protégé of Mr. Zhang, the great scholar of Huagaidian, who was appointed by the emperor this year, returned to his hometown to visit relatives.

This day is the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, an auspicious day.

Many villagers choose to get married on this day.

In the morning, there was little wind but the sun was bright.

The entire Changping Village was enveloped in a rich festive atmosphere.

Early in the morning, Yang Ruoqing, Sun and Guihua came to the Mu family's yard to help.

"Auntie, congratulations! Your son Sichuan has returned to his hometown in fine clothes, and our whole Changping Village will be proud of him!"

In the yard, Yang Ruoqing and Widow Liu were here to congratulate her.

Today, Widow Liu is wearing clothes that are 80% new, and her hair is perfectly combed.

His face was red, full of energy, and full of smiles that couldn't be contained.

"Qing'er, what you said has touched my heart. My good girl, come on, come in and sit down."

Widow Liu greeted Yang Ruoqing and her entourage into the house.

After pouring tea and serving food, Yang Ruoqing hurriedly said: "Aunt, we don't need to entertain you. My mother, I, and several other aunts are here to help you cook."

"There will definitely be a lot of people from the government coming tomorrow morning. Uncle Li Zheng said that we women should all use our housekeeping skills to show off our skills and entertain them with the most authentic home-cooked dishes." Yang Ruoqing said.

When Widow Liu heard these words, she was even more happy and nodded repeatedly.

"You are considerate, everyone is considerate, I thank you, and I also thank you on behalf of Zichuan!"

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Mrs. Sun and other women standing around, then turned to Widow Liu and said, "Auntie, we won't delay. I'm afraid the people above will enter the village soon."

"Hurry up and arrange work for us, let's take action!" she said.

Widow Liu nodded again and began to assign tasks to everyone.

In this era, the only way for poor students to change their destiny is to study for meritorious services.

After spending ten years in cold weather with no one asking, he became famous all over the world in one fell swoop.

The moment you achieve success, you will attain enlightenment, and your chickens and dogs will ascend to heaven.

As long as there are no big mistakes, future generations will basically get rid of poverty, become rich, and become great people.

Therefore, in this ancient hierarchical society, scholars would not kneel down when meeting the county magistrate.

The master of Juren shocked the countryside even more.

And Tanhua Lang like Mu Zichuan is an elite, dark horse, and darling who has been killed out of countless students in Daqi.

Not only is it necessary to be full of talent, but it also requires a combination of luck, luck, and all aspects.

It can be said that the right time, the right place and the right people have allowed him to be appointed by the Long Live Lord in the Jinluan Palace.

This supreme honor makes countless people envious and jealous.

So today Mu Tanhua returned to her hometown to visit relatives, and all the folks in this area were excited.

Li Zhengbo Wang Hongtao was summoned by the town's security chief two days ago to explain a lot. Last night he summoned the village elders, Yang Huazhong and Yang Ruoqing to discuss it in detail.

The content of the conversation was all about how to prepare a good welcome ceremony for Mu Tanhua.

The welcoming ceremony, in Yang Ruoqing's understanding, is eating and drinking.

First, a group of women with the cleanest and best image in the village were mobilized to cook and greet the officials who came down to report the good news.

Let the officials eat happily without losing the face of Mu Tanhua or the whole Changping Village.

This is the first project.

The second item is that after the officials leave, the relatives of the Mu family, the eight villages in ten miles and eight villages, and the dignitaries in the town and county should come over to congratulate them.

We have to hold another banquet to entertain them.

These women have never been seen in other big scenes, but they can do things like cooking meals easily.

Especially the selected women are the most efficient in the village.

Sun, Osmanthus, Dayun, Huang’s sister-in-law...

Of course, Yang Ruoqing, a professional who runs a restaurant chain, also came to the scene to provide guidance.

Authentic dishes must be available so that dignitaries from outside can appreciate the customs and authentic snacks in the Xiamieniushan area.

However, there must also be dishes for big occasions.

The women were busy happily in the kitchen, talking...

Osmanthus saw Widow Liu standing at the door of the yard looking up from the window, and couldn't help but said to the other women busy in the kitchen: "Ms. Zichuan finally got over it. Her life has not been easy!"

Mrs. Sun was also full of emotion, "It's really not easy. When Zichuan's father left, she was just in her early twenties. Now, she has entered middle age. Alas!"

Osmanthus fragrans continued: "Isn't that what people have been through all their lives? She endured a harder time than us, but her family Zichuan is up to par."

"This Tanhualang, if you put it in the mouth of the Houchun Goddess, it would be difficult for one of Wenquxing to descend to the earth among a hundred people!"

When Wenquxing came to earth, the women in the kitchen started talking even more.

While working there in an orderly manner, I shared some of the strange and weird rumors I heard from elsewhere.

Hearing the chatter of women, Yang Ruoqing looked at Widow Liu standing at the courtyard door, with a heartfelt smile on her lips.

Widow Liu, it is indeed not easy.

She smiles more today than she has in the past ten years, right?

In other words, she has kept the smile she had accumulated over the past ten years to this day.

Smile, ten years are less.

Today's Widow Liu really seems to be much younger!
Chapter completed!