Qi family.

Qi Yu collapsed, her eyes red as she asked in her mind: [Are you crazy?! How did Cheng Jiayin die again?!]

[Please see Article 1622 of the contract: The host will consume a certain amount of materials when gaining luck.]

The luck system was calm and composed. It even pulled out the clause in the contract, enlarged the font and marked it in red.

"What kind of person would sign a contract and read over 500 pages of fine print line by line? And in your eyes, human lives are just material?!" Qi Yu said in pain, pulling her hair.

The Luck System doesn't matter: [Didn't you notice the first two times? You're just like me, treating them as NPCs in a real-life game and not paying any attention to them.]

Qi Yu was silent.

How could she not notice anything unusual?

It was only her who benefited. What did the death of the man's son have to do with her? It wasn't her who asked her fiancé to pick fruit, nor was it her who asked her fiancé to go swimming in the river!

"So, how am I supposed to get married? Aren't you a luck system? In the 1960s, a single woman would be condemned to death!"

The Luck System said calmly: [Each time Luck is granted, we will randomly select someone related to the host as the material, with close contacts being given priority. If you don't have children, your spouse will be fine. As for your parents, if you'd like, you can choose them next time?]

[How can I be called a girl of luck? Your system is truly cruel!]

She had a fierce battle with the system in her mind.

On the other hand, all the mothers who had discussed marriage with Qi Yu learned the news sooner or later, and each of them was terrified.

I really admire myself. I dared to propose marriage even though my two previous fiancés died tragically. I am so stubborn. Doesn’t my son’s life matter?

They all thought they had amnesia, and when the matchmakers came to ask again, they pretended that they had never said they were optimistic about Qi Yu.

Are you kidding? Are you tired of living and want to send your son to the Qi family to meet the living devil?

This matter caused a lot of buzz in the compound for several days, until the Laba Festival, when the joy faded and not many people paid attention to it.

The poor married mother took care of her son's funeral. After the seventh day, she just sat at the door of Qi's house and cried.

No matter who tries to persuade us, it's useless.

After all, Cheng's mother had asked the neighbors about Qi Yu's affairs. Everyone said some polite words based on the idea of ​​"I would rather tear down ten temples than regret a marriage."

There was no mention of the fate of Qi Yu's two previous fiancés.

But these days, Cheng's mother had already figured out the truth from everyone's words: everyone knew about Qi Yu Kefu, but no one kept it a secret from their family!

Can she blame so many neighbors?

No wonder, she could only hate Qi Yu, the Black Widow. She knew exactly what kind of person she was, yet she still dared to come out and find a man to marry!

The Qi family was worried and distressed. They called the police, but the police had no idea what to do.

You are talking about the law, Cheng Ma knows and abides by the law, she will not go to the Qi family, she will not beat anyone, she will just wear mourning clothes on her arms and curse them with red eyes.

Be reasonable. Cheng Ma's son has died. What's wrong with cursing a few times to vent her feelings?

But this has nothing to do with Xiang Mianmian. She is only concerned about the bubbling eight-treasure porridge in the pot.

In the middle of winter, Zhang Jidi had steaming hot sticky porridge and added sugar according to custom. Oh my God, who cared about other things? He just wanted to eat this eight-treasure porridge!

Although I eat porridge every day and I am tired of it, I still rarely eat Eight Treasure Porridge. Even Xiang Mianmian is drooling over it.

Xiang Mianmian didn’t know what authentic eight-treasure porridge looked like. Her family put red beans, mung beans, peanuts, red dates, lotus seeds, longan, kidney beans and rice in it, and cooked it into a reddish-brown color. It was very sticky and stuck to the spoon.

According to the custom here, the New Year comes after Laba Festival, and everyone has to eat good food during the New Year regardless of whether they have money or not.

Laba porridge is especially rich.

After eating too much sweet potato porridge, pumpkin porridge, and vegetable porridge, Xiang Mianmian still liked the sweet eight-treasure porridge very much and ate two full bowls.

The whole family ate their fill.

After dinner, Xiang Meimei used needle and thread to sew a rose-red braid.

This is the dress she will wear when she gets engaged on May 1st next year.

Bragi is a style of clothing, similar to modern miniskirts, navy suits, etc. To put it simply, Bragi is actually a jumpsuit.

This is a foreign style that came from the Soviet Union, and everyone likes it very much.

The characteristics of the bragi are that the upper body is tight and fit, and the lower skirt is loose, which can show women's figure.

However, since skirts are inconvenient to wear during work, female workers in factories generally do not wear them on weekdays, and most of them only wear them on weekends.

Fortunately, Xiang Meimei works in the Propaganda Department and spends most of her time holding a pen, so there are no restrictions on what she can wear.

The rose-red dress is not finished yet. There are white lines here and there. These are the cutting lines marked with chalk. They can be washed off when the dress is finished.

Xiang Meimei was sewing a collar. She was making a shirt collar. After all, she was a cadre, so clothes with collars had to be more formal.

You can't just wear this dress once at an engagement and then put it in the bottom of the closet, right?

Whose family can be so wealthy?

It may take a family three months to save up ten feet of cloth coupons, so it is definitely necessary to have multiple uses for one thing.

Xiang Mianmian and Xiang Lili were pasting matchboxes while watching their sister make clothes.

Xiang Lili sighed: "Sister, you are going to get married, what are you going to do in the future?"

She lamented the miserable days that lay ahead for her.

After all, Xiang Meimei didn't have a job before and took good care of the family, but now she is getting married, the responsibility of taking care of the family can only be handed over to Xiang Lili.

Don’t underestimate the simplicity of washing clothes and cleaning the house. Anyone who has done it knows how to kill time.

Someone had taken the lead before, but now Xiang Lili has to take over even if she doesn't want to. Her three older brothers and sisters all have jobs, and Xiang Lihua can't sit still. He only knows how to go up the mountain to catch birds and down the water to fish. Xiang Mianmian is still young, so she has to do it.