Just as the two were going back, someone not far away raised a question.
"Mom, what's wrong?" Jiang Caiyun asked curiously when she saw her mother constantly looking in one place.
"Nothing." Chen Mei shook her head. "I think I saw that little jerk Jiang Cheng just now."
"Impossible! This is a town, how could he appear here?" Jiang Caiyun's impression of her brother was that he was the hard laborer of the family.
"That's right! Never mind! Your business is more important!" Chen Mei didn't care about anything else. Her daughter's business was more important.
Today Chen Mei brought her daughter to the town to see a date. Matchmaker Wang introduced a scholar to her family, and she was about to take Jiang Caiyun to see him.
If you can't marry into a wealthy family, marrying someone with a career in government and being an official's wife wouldn't be bad either!
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It was already evening when Song Tingzhi and Jiang Cheng arrived home. Before they even entered the door, Xiao Hui came to greet them, wagging his tail.
"Awooo——" Xiao Hui saw Jiang Cheng coming down and called out a few times, calling out Song Yu.
"Brother! Big brother!" Song Yu heard Xiao Hui calling, and came out to see that it was his white flour meat buns... Oh no, it was his big brother and brother Jiang Cheng who came back.
"Xiao Yu." Jiang Cheng touched Song Yu's head, took out the buns from the package and handed them to him, "Let mom heat them up in the pot, otherwise they won't taste good."
"I know!" Song Yu took the bun and ran to the woodshed excitedly.
When Jiang Cheng saw Song Yu running away, he turned around and helped Song Tingzhi move things into the house, and put the food and other things in the woodshed for easy use.
"Why did you buy so many things?" Xu Sanniang came out of the woodshed after hearing the noise. Seeing them moving things around, she came over to help.
"It's nothing. Just some food and daily necessities." Jiang Cheng said, "Mom, it's not much. I can do it."
Jiang Cheng watched Xu Sanniang's swift movements but couldn't help, so he was pushed aside by Xu Sanniang.
Seeing Xu Sanniang's expression, Jiang Cheng had no choice but to put the scraps of cloth and colored threads he had bought into his room, and then went to bring the cakes Song Tingzhi had bought into the main room, so that everyone could eat together.
After a while, the things outside were over.
Xu Sanniang looked at the two sickles Song Tingzhi had bought and kept saying he was a spendthrift, saying he still had more money than what they had. But she kept praising the kitchen knife he had bought.
Xu Sanniang tried it and found it was very sharp!
After finishing their work, they went to the main house to eat. The family gathered together. They had the vegetable porridge that they hadn't finished this morning, and the white flour and meat buns that Jiang Cheng and his friends had brought back from town.
"Qianqian, this was bought for you by your elder brother and I."
Seeing that everyone had almost finished eating, Jiang Cheng took out the silver hairpin and handed it to Song Qian.
"Mine?" Song Qian didn't react for a moment.
"Yes, it's yours. Your elder brother picked it out specially for you." Jiang Cheng stuffed the hairpin directly into Song Qian's hand.
"Try it on and try it on!" Jiang Cheng urged.
Song Qian looked at the silver hairpin in her hand, reacted for a moment, and inserted it into her bun.
"It looks good! Right, mom?"
"Yes, my daughter is just pretty!" Xu Sanniang touched Song Qian's head and liked her more and more the more she looked at her.
I have to say that the old man has good vision!
"Thank you, Brother Chengcheng, thank you, Big Brother." Song Qian touched the hairpin on her head and felt very happy.
There was nothing to do after dinner, so we cleaned up and went back to our rooms.
Jiang Cheng returned to the house and took out the fabric and colored thread he had bought today, preparing to try embroidering the pattern first.
Just as he was about to start, Song Tingzhi took the things in his hand aside and stopped him from embroidering.
"It's getting dark. You're still embroidering in the house. Do you still want to use your eyes?" Song Tingyuan nodded Jiang Cheng's head.
"I wanted to try embroidering it first. I haven't embroidered for a long time!" Jiang Cheng explained when he saw that he was not angry.
"That won't work either. Embroider it in the morning." Song Tingzhi didn't care about Jiang Cheng's coquettish behavior. He was also very principled!
"Okay, I'll listen to you!" Jiang Cheng didn't want to argue with Song Tingzhi on such a small matter, and he would give in appropriately!
Now that I’m done with embroidery, I’ll naturally find something fun to do in life!
After Song Tingzhi coaxed Jiang Cheng to come twice, he washed Jiang Cheng's body and hugged Jiang Cheng to sleep contentedly.
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After breakfast, Xu Sanniang prepared to take Jiang Cheng to the river to wash clothes.
After all, the newlyweds need to be seen by the villagers, and it will be very impressive to take Jiang Cheng out!
"Sanniang, come out! This is Xiao Song's new husband! He's so handsome!"
As soon as Xu Sanniang and Jiang Cheng went out, they ran into Aunt Jiang from next door.
"Peugeot! Where are you going?"
Xu Sanniang was particularly happy!
Jiang Cheng was praised as soon as he went out. He felt a little embarrassed, but still called out "Aunt Jiang" in a low voice.
"To the river."
"That's a coincidence, let's go together!"
Xu Sanniang and Aunt Jiang chatted along the way. Aunt Jiang kept talking about how cute her eldest grandson was, and asked Jiang Cheng when he would have a big fat boy, which made Jiang Cheng feel very embarrassed.
Xu Sanniang was not in a hurry. She would give birth to the child as soon as it was due. Her family could still afford to raise the child!
As soon as they arrived at the river, the three of them chose a good spot to wash clothes. The weather was hot, and if they didn't wash their clothes after a busy day, they would smell very bad.
"Sanniang, you're here too?" Mrs. Qian came over with her daughter, Zhang Ermei, carrying clothes. Before they even arrived, the harsh, piercing voice reached them.
Jiang Cheng turned around to take a look, then turned back to ask with his eyes who Xu Sanniang was.
Xu Sanniang shook her head and signaled Jiang Cheng not to pay attention to her.
"Why aren't you talking?" Mrs. Qian walked over and inserted herself between Xu Sanniang and Jiang Cheng, pushing Jiang Cheng aside.
How could Mrs. Qian not know who Jiang Cheng was? She just didn't want to bother with the man who stole her daughter's man!
Jiang Cheng had no choice but to move to the side.
Zhang Ermei found a place to squat next to Jiang Cheng and glared at Jiang Cheng unhappily.
This made Jiang Cheng confused. He had never seen her before!
"What are you talking about? When will your second sister get married?" Xu Sanniang rolled her eyes and kept moving her hands to finish washing quickly and go back!
"Why are you in such a hurry? I have to be picky about my second sister. I didn't find anyone I liked before, so it didn't work out!"
"Your second sister isn't young anymore, be careful or there won't be anything left!"
Xu Sanniang pretended not to understand what she meant. Zhang Ermei had always wanted to marry into the Song family, but she disagreed. The key point was that Tingzhi was not happy about it either! She didn't even look at her daughter's character. She was lazy and gluttonous. She thought she had a little bit of appearance, and her eyes were flying to the sky!
With Jiang Cheng here, she couldn't say much, so as to save face for Mrs. Qian!
"Why do you talk like that?" Mrs. Qian said angrily.
"Let's go, Chengcheng." Xu Sanniang quickly squeezed the clothes clean, threw them into the basin, and called Jiang Cheng to go back with her.
I won’t be able to hold it in any longer!
"I understand, Mom." Jiang Cheng squeezed the clothes, picked up the basin and stood up.
Before Jiang Cheng got up, Zhang Ermei glared at him again and snorted.
Jiang Cheng ignored her and decided to ask his mother who these two people were when he got back.
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