The aunts nearby covered their mouths in laughter and said, "Xiaobei, you're still so attached to your mother even though you're so old."

It's one thing to do it, and another to have it said out loud.

Lin Jingbei explained with a thin layer of powder on the tips of her ears. Her bangs were slightly long, slightly covering her eyes as she lowered her head.

"No, I came here because there was a spot."

The old lady with a loud voice smiled so hard that her teeth could not be seen: "Why are you shy? I also want my son to stick to me, but that boy is like a cow. Once the rope is released, I can't find him anymore."

"That's right, my son hasn't kissed me since he started elementary school."

"My son is the same. Girls are closer to their mothers. My girl thinks of me wherever she goes."

Song Nan: "How can we boys, now that we've grown up, still cling to our mothers? If we tell others about it, they'll laugh at us."

He must clear the name of his male compatriots.

Auntie: "Then why is it that only Jingbei sticks to his mother?"

Li Xianglian: "Oh, stop it. I asked my eldest grandson to come here. What's wrong? You're not allowed to."

Besides, her eldest grandson is about to run away.

"We didn't say no. I really like sitting at the same table with the handsome boy. Your Xiaobei looks like a dough, so white and clean."

Li Xianglian scolded: "How can you praise someone like that? Your son is more like dough."

Dough is an insult here, used to call men spineless.

"Oh, that's not what I meant."

Song Nan laughed it off and sighed, "Oh, why doesn't anyone praise me? It's so sad."

The aunt said insincerely: "You are quite handsome, but you can't stand next to Xiaobei."

It hurts.

Lin Jingbei was just like his mother. He didn't talk much while sitting and just ate quietly, which made the aunties next to him jealous.

"Sister Lin, your Jingbei won't have to worry about finding a wife anymore."

"That's right, there are people who pay money for it, right? Don't city girls like handsome boys like this?"

Li Xianglian: "Please don't talk about what happened eight hundred years later. My little Bei is still young. Don't say such unpleasant things."

Her eldest grandson is a good candidate for college entrance exam, just like his mother. It is impossible for him not to go to school and return home early to get married and have children.

"Okay, okay, I won't say any more. Your son-in-law is here."

Lunch was almost over, and Song Chen sat with the men. Since he was married, he did not go with them to pick up the bride, but stayed at home to help with the work.

Song Zidong took a group of people to pick up the bride.

Song Chen came over after dinner, greeted a few aunts and sisters-in-law, and asked in a sweet voice beside Lin Lu, "Is it cold here?" He also wanted to hold her hand to test the temperature.

Lin Lu let him hold her hand: "It's okay, there's fire."

Song Chen had just helped to massage the pig and his body was stained with pig blood. He had already gone home and changed into clean clothes.

Now both father and son are wearing black down jackets with a black sweatshirt inside, which makes them look particularly fashionable among the colorful cotton-padded jackets.

If you don’t know, you might think that he is a relative of Song Zidong’s family from a big city.

The aunties also said: "Xiaolu is really lucky. Her husband and son are so handsome. If you didn't tell me, I would have thought they were from the city."

Song Chen covered her hand and said, "Aunt, please stop joking. We are all native villagers."

The auntie gave a thumbs up: "Handsome, really, even more handsome than your groom Zidong."

The eyes of the masses are sharp.

Everyone has the same aesthetic taste as the aunt.

Speaking of this, everyone was curious, "Is your eldest brother's family coming?"

Since their family moved to the city, they rarely came back, and the lives of their brothers had nothing to do with them.

Song Chen: "My second brother called and said he was back, but I don't know if it's true or not."

If I really wanted to come, I would have come back a few days earlier.

"Big brother, no one else can do what he does."

"That's right, whose boss would do this? Xiao Chen, don't pay too much attention to him when he comes back."

Song Chen just smiled and was busy whispering to Lin Lu.

He didn't hear what they said clearly.

Song Chen held Lin Lu's slightly cold hand and said with a sigh, "Why don't you go sit inside for a while? It's warm there."

Lin Lu still wanted to save face: "It's okay, once the table is moved away, we can warm ourselves by the fire. As your aunt, if I go in and warm myself by the fire and slack off without helping, what will others say about me?"

Besides, there were only old people sitting in the house, and Lin Lu had no topics to talk about with them, so it would be boring to go there.

Song Chen looked at Lin Jingbei and asked, "Have you finished decorating the new house? Why don't you take this brazier and go in there to roast some food?"

Lin Lu glared at him and said, "If I'm cold, I'll go home and warm myself. This is their new house. What's the point of carrying a brazier in there? Do you want to get beaten?"

Song Chen was also confused.

"Can you make a fire? Come on, let's go back first. I'll make it for you and we'll come back in the afternoon."

Lin Lu’s old house is right next to us, so it’s okay to go back and have a rest.

Lin Lu: "It's not good to be seen. I still have to pick and wash vegetables in the afternoon."

Song Chen: "You're stupid, I know what you're going to do, let's go."

Lin Jingbei listened to his father's "conspiracy" and pouted: "I'm going too."

He was cold too. There was no fire in the bridal chamber. He sat there cutting wedding characters and his hands became stiff.

Song Chen: "Have you finished your work?"

Song Nan ran to drink some water, and when he came back he heard this: "No, Jingbei, you want to run away."

Lin Jingbei: "You go first, I'll be there soon." The wedding characters have been cut, what can he do if he goes?

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