Wenqing marries a wife
Yang Xiu gently lifted the door curtain, and a cloud of steam took advantage of the opportunity to float over. The old lady was still obediently guarding the bellows, while Hu Yufeng stood in front of the chopping board, cutting vegetables with a knife.
Seeing this, Yang Xiu smiled and said, "Mom, take a break. I'll cut the vegetables..."
Hu Yufeng put down the kitchen knife, pointed at the large porcelain bowl on the kang and said, "Don't worry about the meal for now. I made a bowl of noodles last night, come and see if it's done. Today is the twenty-third, and I thought you could come back and we could have dinner and then go to the market."
Yang Xiu lifted the lid and found the basin was full of leavened dough. She leaned in to smell it and it smelled slightly sour.
"I'm up, so I'll buy noodles now. It'll be just right after dinner..."
"OK!"
Yang Xiu rolled up his sleeves, picked up the large porcelain basin, placed it on the chopping board, added dry flour and began to knead the dough.
"Are your parents in good health?" Hu Yufeng asked while cutting vegetables.
"Very good..." Seeing her asking about things on the plateau, although there was nothing she couldn't tell, Yang Xiu was still a little nervous.
Fortunately, Hu Yufeng changed the subject of her next question: "Your eldest brother's son is quite grown up, right?"
Yang Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it didn't revolve around sensitive people.
"I'm almost twenty, and my sister-in-law has already started preparing wedding shoes..."
The two asked and answered each other, and the atmosphere gradually became relaxed.
The old lady's ears, which had been pricked up, drooped down in relief and she continued to make a fire.
"Is my aunt's family okay?" Yang Xiu also wanted to show some concern for her mother-in-law.
Hu Yufeng: ...
"Same old...what's wrong with your dad? He's been carrying a bucket of water for a long time..." Hu Yufeng put the pickles on a plate and walked out muttering.
Yang Xiu understood what was happening when she saw this. This was another case of her being bullied at her mother's house.
I don’t know whether it was my aunt or my uncle who was angry.
"Grandma, is everything okay at home these days? Has anyone come over?" Yang Xiu asked the old lady.
"No one came, everything is fine... Oh, Wenqing has a wife..." The old lady said shocking words with a smile.
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Yang Xiu's gossip fire suddenly ignited: "When did she get married? Why didn't my aunt tell me in advance? Who did she marry?"
Yang Xiu asked a series of questions, and in his heart he had a series of questions waiting for the old lady...
The old lady didn't know whether she was married or not, she just said: "I heard Lingling said that she brought her child to live at home yesterday, that's Xueqin's sister-in-law."
Xueqin's sister-in-law is Wang Hong's wife. Good guy, Yang Xiu exclaimed. Good guy.
Unexpectedly, this person would be the one who succeeded in the end.
Wait, kid? "She brought a child?"
"Yeah, I heard it's the second kid, about the same age as Gangzi."
Emma, no wonder Qin Wenqing was so happy to let Xueqin take Qin Gang away. It seems that he knew that there would be a new son.
Hey, could this child be...
"Don't guess, the child is Wang Hong's..." Hu Yufeng said as she lifted the door curtain.
"Mom, how did you know?" Yang Xiu asked curiously.
How do I know? Of course, when the child in the dream grew up, he looked exactly like Wang Hong. No one who saw him could deny that he was Wang Hong's child. But can you say this? She said unhappily: "You'll know when you see it..."
"Liu Rong is not as brainless as Xueqin. You should be more careful in the future and have as little contact with him as possible..." Hu Yufeng couldn't help but remind her. Liu Rong was in the same brigade as his mother's family, and the women in that family had long been famous. Someone like our own Yang Xiu would have to go home crying to his mother after being beaten up twice by others.
Yang Xiu didn't know that she had become a weakling in her mother-in-law's heart, and she smiled and replied: "Okay, mom, I won't take the initiative to provoke her."
When Yang Xiu mentioned this during breakfast, Qin Wenli didn't seem surprised at all. Yang Xiu asked, "Do you know?"
"I just ran into my eldest brother and he said..."
Yang Xiu understood. It turned out that it was Qin Wenzhen who said that. Then this matter must be a done deal. Maybe the two of them even got a marriage certificate.
"Brother said that they only got the marriage certificate but didn't hold a ceremony, so he didn't tell us..."
Yang Xiu had an indescribable feeling in his heart. The farce of the past few months now seemed like a dream. Now that the new person has come in, it’s time to wake up from the dream.
Qin Yu understood most of it, and pouted, "I want to play with Shushu. I don't like other kids..."
Qin Wenli said seriously, "This is your uncle's family's business. You can't change it just because you want to. If you don't want to play with them, don't go over there. Just say this at home, don't say it outside."
Hu Yufeng also took the opportunity to say: "I know Liu Rong a little bit. He is not a soft-tempered person. We try not to have any contact with our family members. Especially you..." She looked at Qin Shengtian:
"In the future, stop talking about your daughter-in-law with your elder brother. If someone hears you and comes to your house to beat you up, just bear the consequences yourself."
Qin Shengtian choked when he heard this, and quickly glanced at Yang Xiu, drank a mouthful of soup and swallowed the steamed bun before retorting in a low voice: "When did I nag my daughter-in-law? Look at what you said..."
"You know whether I said it or not. I'm just reminding you. You can decide for yourself whether you believe it or not." Hu Yufeng didn't bother to argue with him.
Daughter-in-law Yang Xiu looked at her father-in-law in shock, then at her mother-in-law, and then at her father-in-law again.
Qin Shengtian smiled unnaturally: "I didn't say anything about you, it was your father who said that Xueqin was not good, and I just listened..."
"I won't listen to him anymore and I will avoid him..." Qin Shengtian added, put down the bowl and slipped away.
*
After dinner, Hu Yufeng asked the old lady to wash the dishes, and she asked Yang Xiu to pack up the things for the stall.
It was terribly cold in winter, and the basin had to be wrapped in layer upon layer before being put on the tricycle.
Li Lanhua, who had not been seen for a long time, also went to the market today. The mother-in-law, daughter-in-law and her three companions were all dressed warmly and sitting in the truck bed.
The north wind was howling all the way, and just when Yang Xiu's face was about to become numb, they finally arrived at Shangguan Town.
This year it is New Year’s Eve on the 29th, and there are only two markets left before the New Year, today and the 26th, so there are a lot of people.
The mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law struggled to move to the stall, and saw the old man who was about to unload his things saw them pushing the cart and was about to leave.
"It's already this late, I thought you guys weren't coming. This guy was just about to set up..." said Sister Li from next door enthusiastically.
"I was delayed at home and came late." Hu Yufeng saw the old man's miserable appearance and asked, "What are you selling? Are you taking up space?"
The old man had set up a stall several times and had heard about the disputes among stalls at the market. I was a little timid at first because I was occupying someone else's territory. But now seeing Hu Yufeng's friendly smile, I felt more at ease and said, "I made five or six cutting boards myself..."
When Hu Yufeng heard that it was a chopping board, she said straightforwardly: "Just leave the chopping board standing, so don't move it, just leave it as is..."
It’s not easy to set up a stall. The old man looks like an honest person. There are not many empty stalls at this moment.
The old man said gratefully: "Thank you very much, thank you very much, I don't take up any space, I can just lean on your table..."
Seeing that he knew his limits, Hu Yufeng nodded and let him do as he pleased, while she and Yang Xiu began to work.
After everything was arranged properly, Yang Xiu grabbed a piece of dough from the basin, kneaded, pulled, swung and rubbed it, and the light yellow dough of fried dough appeared on the chopping board. Hu Yufeng picked them up and slid them down the edge of the pot. With a flip and a scoop, the delicious food came out of the pot and generously exuded fragrance on the rack.
The old man selling chopping boards swallowed unconsciously when he saw this scene, then he thought of his old wife at home, and his eyes became hopeful again.
Aunt Gu was still the one who supported the crowd: "I'll take two to try today as usual. Will you come next time?"
"Come on, next episode, for the last time before the New Year."
Hearing the affirmative answer, Aunt Gu was very happy: "Okay, then I'll come over next time..."
Hu Yufeng was also very happy: "Okay, take it, and we'll see you next time..."
After Aunt Gu said goodbye with a smile, customers came up one after another to buy, including old customers and new faces. Fortunately, their stall will allow new customers to try the food first, and most people are willing to pay after trying it.
Some people would buy some fried dough twists and then look at the stall next door to see if they needed anything, and everyone would be happy.
Except for those who sell chopping boards. It's simple. Nowadays, farmers don't spend money to buy chopping boards. They just make them by cutting down trees themselves. He had been arranging the items for such a long time, and seeing that the people next door had collected all the money, but no one in his shop even asked the price, the old man couldn't help feeling anxious.
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At this moment, a rough hand suddenly appeared in front of him, holding a greasy fried dough twist. The old man looked up and saw the girl selling fried dough twist looking at him with a smile and said, "It's so cold, eat something hot..."
The old man stepped back and waved his hands: "No, no, you can't keep it to sell it, but I will waste it..."
Hu Yufeng smiled: "It's okay, just one." She stuffed the cigarette into the old man's hand without saying anything. The man couldn't avoid it and his hand touched it. He could only take it with an embarrassed smile.
Hu Yufeng squatted down and looked at the chopping board. She found that the chopping board was polished very finely. She touched it and knocked on it: "Is it made of pear wood?"
The old man nodded quickly with a fried dough twist in his mouth.
"I just wanted to buy one, so leave this one for me..." Hu Yufeng pointed to the medium-sized one.
"Oh, okay, okay..." The old man nodded excitedly. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and put the remaining half of the twist on it.
Hu Yufeng hurriedly called out: "It's greasy, wait a minute, I'll get you a bag to put it in..."
Yang Xiu quickly took out a paper bag and handed it over. The old man was too embarrassed to take it, so he packed the things and carefully put them into his pocket.
Seeing the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law looking at him, he smiled and said, "There is a sick old woman at home. I will bring her back to try..."
Another guest came to the house, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law didn't say anything more and hurried to greet the guest.
They were busy until about three in the afternoon. When all the two bowls of noodles were sold out, they started to pack up.
Hu Yufeng then remembered the chopping board and quickly asked the old man, "How much is the chopping board?"
The old man made the number eight.
Hu Yufeng happily counted the money and gave it to the old man. He handed over a bag and said, "There are still a few left. Take them back home to satisfy your sister's craving."
“What’s going on? You’ve already bought a chopping board, how can I ask for your fried dough twist…” The old man backed away in fear.
"Okay, it's not for you, so just take it if you're told to."
Tears welled up in the old man's cloudy eyes, and he took it with trembling hands after a long time.
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