The news that Jiang Xianjun was getting married soon officially reached Lao Yang's family, because Lao Jiangtou personally came to tell Lao Yangtou this.

"In the middle of this month, Jiang Da and the others have been helping Xianjun tidy up the house these days. When the house is tidied up, the Zheng family girl can come in."

"Brother Yang, I came here specifically to tell you that you must go over and have a drink when the time comes!"

Old Jiangtou held Old Yangtou's hand tightly and invited him again and again.

Old Yangtou was grateful for the old man's sincere invitation, and his heart felt warm while the expression of concern on his face became more and more real.

"The second bedroom has not been occupied for a few days. It takes a lot of effort to clean it up, right?" Old Yang asked.

Old Jiangtou said: "It's okay, there aren't many things in the house. The main purpose is to clean Xianjun's house. After cleaning the other houses, open the windows to let some air in. It's not a wedding room anyway."

"If we take away the things related to the funeral when the second son passed away and put up the big red happy words, that's enough."

When Old Yang heard this, he thought it was really crude.

But what can we do? When children get married, the parents should handle the marriage.

No matter what the parents manage, they will manage it lively and lively. Like my family, the eldest and second child died young. Fortunately, I, the third child, and the others are here, so Yongqing and his wife can still have a lively marriage.

Lao Jiang's family is different. They don't have that condition. It would be good if Jiang Da and the others can contribute and run errands.

"That's right, as soon as the red words "Happy" are posted, everything will become festive. When the grandson's wife and great-grandson come in and add children, Xianjun props up the door, your Jiang family's second house will soon be prosperous again!"

Hearing what Lao Yangtou said, Lao Jiangtou's eyes turned red, and there was a line of old tears waiting to fall in his cloudy eyes.

Seeing this, Old Yangtou felt even more sad.

We are all old people. Compared to me, who is treated as an ancestor by my children and grandchildren, I can really be described as an old man in his old age.

"Sit down and I'll get something."

Old Yangtou withdrew his hand from Old Jiangtou, pushed the wheelchair to the bedside, took out a small bag-type thing from under the pillow, then shook and swished something from it.

He turned back to Old Jiangtou and put the thing in Old Jiangtou's palm.

Old Jiangtou took a closer look and saw that it was actually two taels of silver!

"Brother Yang, what are you doing?" Lao Jiangtou asked in shock.

Old Yangtou said: "A congratulatory gift, a congratulatory gift with wedding wine."

Lao Jiangtou was shocked. He pushed back the two taels of silver and kept saying, "You can't do it, you can't do it. This banquet is not organized by the whole village. It means preparing one or two tables of meals for relatives at home and the bride."

The people at home seeing off their relatives can just have a meal. Brother Yang, if you can go there, you are giving the greatest face to our Lao Jiang family, so how can we ask you to pay for it!"

Old Yangtou held Old Jiangtou's hand, "Others are others, I am me, I watched Xianjun grow up, and he almost became my grandson-in-law."

Speaking of this, Old Yangtou sighed, and Old Jiangtou not only sighed, but also felt ashamed.

The matter of marrying and then breaking off the engagement with the fifth brother of the old Yang family was ultimately the fault of the Jiang family...

"It's our Jiang family who can't stand up to your Yang family." Old Jiangtou said.

Lao Yangtou came back to his senses and said to Lao Jiangtou: "The matter is over. It doesn't matter if we don't mention it. It only means that the children don't have that fate. We won't force it."

Lao Jiangtou could only nod, he couldn't force it even if he tried!

"But I absolutely cannot accept this money!" Old Jiangtou pushed back the two taels of silver again.

"You have watched Xianjun grow up, and which of your grandchildren have I not watched grow up? During this period, in order to take care of me, the third child invited me over for dinner countless times.

Why, I want to treat you to a meal by taking advantage of Xianjun's marriage, and you have to pay me? Are you not giving me face? Or are you going to deliberately slap me in the face? We have been friends for decades, what are you doing?

Want to turn it over?"

Seeing Old Jiangtou's serious expression, as if he really wanted to take action, Old Yangtou was quite helpless and even a little bit dumbfounded.

"Old man, don't be like this. Why am I trying to slap you in the face? It's because I have more money than you and I want to help you. Hosting a banquet also costs money..."

"Our Jiang family can still afford the money for the banquet. If you help me like this, you are slapping me in the face!" Lao Jiangtou raised his hand and patted his face, which was so thin that his cheek bones were protruding, "You

If you really do me a favor, then on that day you can go over to the banquet with empty hands and don’t do anything, don’t take anything, and I’ll be happiest!”

Old Yangtou had no choice but to compromise.

Old Jiangtou sat for a while and chatted for a while before leaving.

…

Yang Ruoqing has been waiting for news from the county town.

Luo Fengtang sent Ye Yi back with a letter that day, and then Blacksmith Luo and Ye Yi went to the county town to accompany Yang Huazhong to treat his leg. In the past two days, no news came back from the county town.

To say I'm not anxious would be a lie.

Yang Ruoqing could only rely on reading to calm herself down.

Other than that, they need to take good care of the chickens and ducks left behind by Mrs. Sun.

As for the marriage affairs in the village, I am not in the mood to pay attention to them.

…

In a valley deep in Mianniu Mountain.

It is as quiet as a paradise. Where the lush grass stretches, a thatched hut stands quietly. There is a tree in front of the door and a swing under the tree. All kinds of rose flowers bloom along the vines and a few water birds fall on the stream in front of the house.

While slowly preening his feathers.

Smoke curled from the thatched house, and a man with half-white hair, but still tall and straight, came out of the kitchen. He wore an apron around his waist and held a plate of freshly cooked stir-fry in his hand.

"A-Xian, are the dishes and chopsticks set out? Dinner is ready."

That's right, this man is none other than Luo Fengtang's biological father, the biological uncle of the current Emperor of Da Qi, and the most majestic King Wu of Da Qi in the past.

Even though he spent half of his life living in seclusion in this valley, cooking like a family man, his innate aristocratic bearing could not be concealed at all costs.

The thatched house is elegantly decorated.

There are two pillows neatly placed on the double bed, and several sets of clothes, both men's and women's, are hung on the wooden hangers beside it.

The tea bowls and toiletries on the table are all for two people.

Obviously, these two people hid in this paradise and became a real couple of gods and immortals.

"Brother Wu, I received a letter from the north."

Tuoba Xian stood by the window. When she heard King Wu's movements behind her, she turned around slowly.

Time has been kind to the beauty, and only a few stains on her temples have been stained by weather, but her face still shows its former splendor.
Chapter completed!