In villagers' families, some rules are fewer than those in big families.

For example, before a man and a woman get married, according to the rules of big and respectable families, they are usually not allowed to meet in private.

Meetings must only be attended by elders. Family gatherings are also divided into front and back yards and seats for men and women.

But for villagers, this aspect is not so strict.

As long as the two parties are engaged, the man can come to visit during New Years and holidays, and the woman can also go to the man's house.

During the busy farming season, the unmarried son-in-law must come to his father-in-law’s house to help with farm work.

Therefore, it is not unusual for the young man and woman to meet and talk before marriage, and it is within the acceptable range of the villagers.

But it's a bit weird that they slept together before they got married, at the girl's house, in front of the girl's parents' eyes.

"Aren't these two people too impatient? How could this be possible? It wouldn't sound good if they were to get married according to a decree." Mrs. Sun sighed and shook her head, expressing her disapproval.

The eldest Sun family looked even more disdainful, "Not only does it sound bad, it's simply embarrassing. It even disgraced the second wife of our Sun family."

"And last night, Xiaojie's father and I were delivering hot water to the locked room, and we happened to bump into Cui'er in the locked room."

"Perhaps when she saw us coming, she wanted to show her virtuousness and perseverance to Suo Zi by wiping Suo Zi's feet in front of us. To be honest, her movements, mannerisms, and facial expressions were nothing like that.

She was not formal, just like us old couples, she didn't think anything of it, and I looked on and blushed."

"Later, after I came out, I asked Xiaojie's father privately what it was like before. Xiaojie's father also said that he felt uncomfortable all over and wanted to leave a long time ago."

When Mrs. Sun said this, Mrs. Sun shook her head again.

"Uncle is sick and old. He keeps everything in the dark, hey!" Mrs. Sun sighed helplessly.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Auntie, no matter what, at least they are no longer an eyesore in your house right now. They have all been sent to the medical clinic in the town. You won't be bothered if you don't see them."

"By the way, what did the doctor in town say? Can Ziauzi's leg be cured?" she asked again.

Mrs. Sun thought for a moment, and when she was about to say something, she suddenly wrinkled her nose: "What is this smell? Why do I smell a burnt smell?"

Yang Ruoqing looked at the pot: "It's fish!"

"Oh, no!" Mrs. Sun stood up and rushed back to the pot like a gust of wind. While picking up the spatula, she opened the lid of the pot...

Mrs. Sun, who was at the entrance of the stove, also panicked, and quickly used the fire stick in her hand to pull away the firewood in the stove, so that the fire could be forcibly weakened.

"I really have no memory. I was so busy talking that I forgot that the fish was still simmering in the pot. It's okay, it's okay. Just a bit of the broken fish meat at the bottom was mushy, but the top part is fine!"

Mrs. Sun said with troubled words, while quickly taking the fish out of the pot, putting it on a plate and setting it aside.

Then add water to the pot and brush the pot with the loofah naan to prepare for the next dish...

Underneath, Mrs. Sun also smiled sheepishly and said, "It's not that you, eldest sister, have no memory, it's that we all have no memory!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "The main reason is that the three of us were so immersed in talking about Cui'er that we even forgot to stew the fish!"

Da Sun said: "It seems that this Cui'er is really a nuisance. When we talk about her, we almost got a pot of fish in it, huh!"

Sun and Yang Ruoqing looked at each other and both laughed. Auntie's ability to criticize others at random was second to none. It was obvious that they were going to discuss Cui'er behind her back!

"Sister, please cook less vegetables. The weather is hot right now. It would be a waste if you cook too much and you won't be able to finish it for a while." Mrs. Sun saw that Mrs. Sun was putting rapeseed oil into the pot again and reluctantly

He kept advising.

Mrs. Sun sealed the lid of the oil pot and said with a smile to Mr. Sun: "There aren't many dishes, just stick a few brown sugar glutinous rice cakes on it and we'll have the dishes and chopsticks."

Sun didn't say anything else. Everything related to glutinous rice cakes was what Yang Ruoqing liked to eat.

"Auntie, it seems that Xiaojie hasn't returned to her parents' home for a while?" Yang Ruoqing suddenly asked.

Da Sun said: "I came back last time for Qingming Festival, but I haven't come back since. It's been almost two months, and I will definitely come back for Dragon Boat Festival."

Mrs. Sun also said: "Xiaojie is almost five months pregnant. Let her go back to her parents' house to walk around more often while her body is not too heavy. By the time she is eight or nine months old, she may be too lazy to move.

.”

Mrs. Sun smiled and said: "That girl has started to be lazy now. A few days ago, her father went to the town to go to the market and went to Zhang's house to see her. When he came back, he said that Xiaojie had grown a chin and was so white and white.

fat,"

"She also told her father that she was craving braised pork ribs and asked me to cook them and bring them to her."

"No, yesterday her father accompanied Suo Zi and Cui'er to the town, and I also brought a bowl of braised pork ribs to Zhang's house for her. Really, if you want to eat braised pork ribs, you wouldn't ask Zhang Banniang to cook them for you.

Well!"

Although Mrs. Sun was chattering, her tone was full of joy.

Yang Ruoqing took advantage of the situation and said: "No matter how kind Mother Zhang is to Xiaojie, in Xiaojie's heart, the food you cook is always the most suitable for her. After all, you are your mother, and she has grown up eating the food you cooked."

There’s a big one!”

"Besides, I also know my cousin's character. She is not really greedy for pork ribs. There is no way that the Zhang family is short of her pork ribs. Her real purpose is to miss you, auntie, but she is too embarrassed to express it."

Mrs. Sun hurriedly agreed: "Qing'er is right. I think the same as Qing'er."

When Mrs. Sun heard these words, her whole body seemed to be floating with joy, and the corners of her mouth could not help but curl up.

In a pleasant atmosphere, all the dishes for the dinner were cooked, and the white rice in the big pot was simmered.

Mrs. Sun said to Mrs. Sun: "I didn't put lard in the rapeseed oil for cooking tonight. It was all cooked with this year's newly squeezed rapeseed oil. It's very fragrant. You can eat more later."

.”

Mrs. Sun nodded, "A few days ago, we went to the oil mill to squeeze the oil together. My family hasn't eaten it yet. We have to finish up last year's oil before using new oil. There is not much left. There is only one jar of last year's oil left."

Dinner was put on the table, and Xiaoduo led the children to wash their hands and sit on the stools.

Mrs. Sun took time out of her busy schedule to drive the panicked chickens back to the chicken coop, and then plugged in the wooden bolts of the chicken coop.

The chickens are finally relieved, and everyone can have a good sleep tonight.

In the main room, everyone was eating and drinking, and the aroma of the dishes and the aroma of the wine were mixed together. This rich flavor of life made people intoxicated.

All those thoughts of wandering around, wandering, and looking at the scenery outside disappeared.

Yang Ruoqing only likes this kind of family atmosphere, surrounded by strong family affection.

I have food and drink, money to spend, good health, my relatives are alive and well, my lover is by my side, my children are still young, and I have them all happily.
Chapter completed!