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Chapter 5884 Marry a girl and pay for a mother

Luo Fengtang smiled and said nothing. That day, Risong was still thinking about Xiao Yaxue's pinch earlier.

Mrs. Xiong dared to pinch such a big man in front of so many people. She was really in heaven. Let’s see how he deals with her when she goes back to bed tonight!

As for Yang Ruoqing and Xiao Yaxue, they could only laugh at Yang Huaming's words, but they agreed in their hearts.

There are three girls in the four bedrooms. He'er is the eldest daughter. She was cared for by Yang Huaming and Liu when she was a child. When she grew up, she was completely stupid. After marrying Yu Jinbao from Yujia Village, she became even more stupid.

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I won't mention He'er anymore. If I mention it, I will vomit out all the porridge I ate in the morning. I will only talk about Ju'er and San Yatou.

These two girls, who grew up between their eldest sister and younger brothers, have been smart and sensible since childhood.

Before Ju'er got married, she took care of the food, clothing, housework and vegetable garden of her younger siblings. The hostess Liu was just a decoration.

After Ju'er got married, it was the third girl who started all this.

It’s not that the children of poor people become masters early, it’s the children of lazy people that become sensible early.

Ju'er married into Chen Biao's family and became Chen Biao's virtuous wife. Chen Biao took care of the outside and she took care of the house. The young couple took Chen Biao's widowed mother and lived a prosperous life.

Now that two sons have been born, Chen Biao's popularity has increased. Chen Biao also works as a steward in the restaurant and is Yang Ruoqing's confidant. The family's life is getting better and better.

As for the third girl, Yang Ruoqing is not worried at all.

How to behave, take care of housework, wash and mend, and interact with relatives, there is no guidance from Mrs. Liu as her own mother. The three girls rely on their own intelligence and understanding, and they also study silently behind Mrs. Sun and Bao Suyun on weekdays.

It's done in such a stylish way that people can't choose between them.

Therefore, what Yang Huaming said about some queens selling their own melons and boasting is still reasonable.

"Fourth Uncle, you have left yourself out. You should say this. It is your great fortune to have two long-faced girls like Ju'er and Sanyatou!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled, not afraid of offending Yang Huaming, "The two sisters grew up in a family like yours, and they are able to grow up so well. It is really their own destiny. Don't be dissatisfied with what I say. If you are dissatisfied,

I can use a bunch of past examples to argue with you and make you convinced."

Yang Huaming waved his hands repeatedly, "I obey, I obey."

He didn't want to argue with Yang Ruoqing even if he had a hundred words to ask. The argument was only secondary. The main reason was that the two girls of his family really grew up like weeds as she said.

Parents, shame on you!

Fortunately, the two children did not grow crookedly. On the contrary, they grew better and better. It was precisely because they grew up so well that they were able to meet such a good man as their son-in-law. I was so happy!

Today was a good day to come and get married, so Yang Ruoqing naturally wanted to give Yang Huaming, her father-in-law, some face, and the conversation quickly turned to other aspects.

The chicken, duck, fish, meat, wine, melons and fruits snacks bought in the town yesterday were all presented to them. Finally, Yang Ruoqing took out eight taels of silver and put them on the table.

"Fourth uncle, these eight taels of silver are the betrothal gift and food money for the wedding banquet. Please keep it."

Yang Huaming's eyes had been attracted by the pile of gifts before, and he thought it would be great to raise a daughter.

There are endless cigarettes to smoke, endless wine to drink, and filial piety during the holidays.

Look, I received eight taels of silver as a gift right now.

When other families in the village marry their daughters, they are very proud if they receive five taels of silver. My own family will receive eight taels of silver at once, not counting the following three pre-wedding gifts.

"Well, this kid Liu Xueyun is sensible and willing, and he is sincere to our three girls." Yang Huaming was very satisfied, and loudly called Mrs. Liu to come in. When he explained the matter, Mrs. Liu also beamed.

"I'll collect the gift money, so that your fourth uncle won't waste it all." Mrs. Liu took the money into her arms.

Yang Huaming couldn't help but pointed at Mrs. Liu: "You can talk like that? Who is more reliable?"

Mrs. Liu was too lazy to pay attention to him, and took out a paper bag from her arms and stuffed it into Yang Ruoqing: "This is the Geng Tie from our three girls, take it and combine it with Xueyun's!"

"Okay." Yang Ruoqing carefully put it away and sat back down again.

Here, Yang Huaming is still having trouble with Mrs. Liu, "Why can't I keep the bride price?"

"Why? Just because you can't even remember your daughter's birthday!" Mrs. Liu's counterattack was justified.

Yang Huaming was defeated instantly.

"Humph, fight with me, and you don't even know who pulled the girl out of her intestines, you? It only takes half a bowl of tea, cheap daddy!" After saying this, Mrs. Liu turned around and went to the kitchen to cook.

The defeated Yang Huaming was sitting there with his head hanging down. When he heard the second half of the sentence, he suddenly raised his head like a cat whose tail was stepped on: "What are you talking about? Who can take half a bowl of tea? He obviously has a stick of incense, okay?"

Okay? Just stop and tell me clearly..."

Yang Huaming chased him out of the house.

In the room, the four people at the table looked at each other, slightly embarrassed.

That Risong rubbed his nose and broke the embarrassment: "Haha, Uncle Yang and Aunt Yang are really a unique couple. What can I say? They eat and drink men and women, and they are in love with each other... Ouch, you evil bitch

Why are you pinching me again?"

Xiao Yaxue glared at her and said through gritted teeth: "If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute!"

A sumptuous lunch ended and the marriage proposal was successful.

After two discussions, we decided to get engaged on the 18th, at which time the man would send an engagement gift to the woman.

When the matchmaker left, Mrs. Liu cleared away the dishes and sat down at the table. Mrs. Tan was also there, and they all discussed the wedding banquet together.

Tan said: "I have to deliver the news to my relatives and friends in the next two days and invite them to come over for a drink on the 18th."

Mrs. Liu said: "I'll go talk to my mother's side, and the Chen family will let Ju'er talk."

Yang Huaming said: "I'll go talk to other relatives and friends."

Tan added: "Don't forget to invite a few village elders from the village, as well as your brother-in-law. The man's old clan leader is coming over, and we'll also have two old guys here to raise seniority."

Yang Huaming and Mr. Liu both nodded. At this time, everyone was in a good mood. All opinions were unanimous for the first time, and the atmosphere at the table was particularly good.

Ju'er was standing by to help with suggestions. She thought of something and summoned up the courage to ask Tan and Yang Huaming: "Na, Dad, my third sister is getting engaged. Do you want me to invite you over for a meal?"

Yang Huaming didn't want to invite him at first, so he didn't rush to speak, but looked at Mr. Tan.

Mrs. Tan waved her hand without even thinking: "No please."

"Why? Third sister's engagement is a big deal." Ju'er was confused.

A while ago, didn’t I stay at San Bo’s house?

When mentioning Old Yangtou, Tan's lips curled up in disdain: "That old guy has done so many bad things before, and this time we have to make sure he knows what it means to be a loner!"

Yang Huaming and Mr. Liu looked at each other.
Chapter completed!
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