After a while, he laughed out loud, "I'm not really unhappy about this."

"It's unpleasant. When I saw that the marriage was decided, I met Hong Sanbao twice. It was really impossible to say whether he liked it or not. I felt that I was old and it was time to get married, so I followed my parents to arrange the marriage."

"There is no need to get married now, I feel relieved." Jiang Xiaoxing smiled.

Most women of this era are blindly married and mute. Some of them have never even seen each other before, so they put on red veils and red wedding dresses. They marry into other people's brides.

It is one of the few families like Jiang Xiaoxing who can make friends with their parents before marriage and choose from them. But even so, without the foundation of free love, this relationship is indeed impossible.

For Jiang Xiaoxing, it’s really gone and it’s gone, and even it’s easier because she doesn’t have to get married this year.

Jiang Mixia could understand Jiang Xiaoxing's mood, but she didn't say much about this matter. She just smiled, "I knew that the fifth sister is broad-minded so that she would not be unhappy just because she met a dog. My uncle and uncle were still afraid of anything. She had to talk to her uncle and uncle, but she had to give me some persimmon cakes at home to reward me for completing such a arduous task."

"You." Jiang Xiaoxing reached out and pointed the tip of Jiang Mixia's nose.

The fingers were originally a little mud, but now they were touched a little on Jiang Mixia's nose. They didn't feel dirty, but they were playful and cute, which made Jiang Xiaoxing and Jiang Chunyu laugh.

Seeing Jiang Xiaoxing smiling like this, Jiang Mixia knew that she was really happy and she also played with her.

At night, Liu's arm became "well".

In the evening, Jiang Mixia helped Jiang Xiaoxing and Jiang Chunyu to send the bowls and plates of fruits they pinched back.

When she came back, as she said when she was joking, she came back with a lot of persimmon cakes.

The peeled persimmon cakes are dried enough to dry. The outer skin is covered with thick frosting. If you take a bite, it will be soft and glutinous and sweet.

If he kept going, Emika felt that she could show off three in one breath.

Song Jingyun shone four out loud.

While eating, he praised him repeatedly, "The persimmon cakes dried by my aunt are so delicious, much better than the persimmon cakes I bought in the county."

He remembered his wife said before that the most delicious food in the county town was hidden in the streets and alleys. The best food in a farmhouse must be in a farmhouse.

This is true!

"If you eat it again, you can't eat it anymore." Gimmixia put away the remaining persimmon cakes. "If you eat it again, there will be problems. Keep the rest and eat it slowly."

There is a lot of pectin and tannin in the persimmon cake. Such substances and gastric acid will cause chemical changes, forming gel blocks that are difficult to dissolve, and finally forming gastric stones.

Inability to discharge gastric stones from outside the body will eventually lead to obstruction of the digestive tract.

Medicine is very backward in this era, and Gimmixia doesn't want her son-in-law to get sick because of her greed.

Song Jingyun flattened her mouth.

The persimmon cake is delicious, he wants to eat it so much.

But the lady didn't let her eat it.

Then I can only endure it...

Seeing Jiang Mixia put away the persimmon cake, Song Jingyun sniffed, feeling reluctant to leave, but she still forced herself to do so, washed up and prepared to go to bed.

Jiang Mixia lay on the bed, staring at her eyes, and could not close her.

Because I was thinking about Jiang Xiaoxing during the day.

I have to say that my fifth sister is really good. Compared to the girls who cry and make noises in this era because of breaking off the engagement, she is really a very good person...

"Don't think about it, madam." Song Jingyun, who was facing away from Jiang Mixia, suddenly opened her mouth, "Fifth sister can definitely find a better husband's family."

Gimmixia, “…”

???

"How do you know that I'm thinking about my fifth sister?" Gimmixia was extremely surprised.

"It's not to persuade the fifth sister that I have just asked my fifth sister to help my family recently. Today, my mother's arm is ready. The fifth sister doesn't need to help with cooking at home. When my wife comes back from my uncle's house, she brings so many persimmon cakes. It must be because my wife has persuaded the fifth sister, so my uncle is happy."

Yoho!

Gimmixia became even more interested, "I guessed it well."

The little son-in-law has become smarter!

Not so confused, stupid.

Not bad, not bad.

Hearing Jiang Mixia’s praise, Song Jingyun got up, “Can you reward a persimmon cake?”

Gimmixia, “…”

She wants to take back what she said!

People are still stupid and stupid, only knowing how to think about persimmon cakes.

Wrapped in the quilt and turned over, throwing Song Jingyun to the back of her head. Jiang Mixia said angrily, "Sleep!"

"Oh." Song Jingyun lay down in a bad mood and reflected on her words and deeds just now.

He said nothing wrong, why did the lady get angry?

It's really strange.

It seems that what my father said is right, the woman's heart, the needle under the sea, cannot be understood...

The weather is getting colder.

After the twelfth lunar month, there were ice strata by the river.

The snow fell two consecutive times, both of which were the last snow had not completely melted, and a new snow fell again.

The same is true this time.

The snow piled up with the roots of the tree was still very thick, and by noon, the snow began to float.

The snow like goose feathers fluttered, and soon the world was white and the visibility became extremely low.

Because of the snow, the light in the house became a little dim. Even when the brazier was burned and bamboo strips were scattered, I still couldn't see it very clearly.

Jiang Youcheng then asked the working people in the workshop to stop, drink some hot tea to warm up, and then go back earlier.

Before the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, I will go to Zheng Jina to deliver the last batch of goods.

It is a batch of square bamboo baskets with covers for loading. They do not need to be very fine, but they must be solid and flat, which is convenient for stacking and handling.

Jiang Youcheng made the working people use enough materials and the weaving is thick enough.

I was afraid that the weather would be bad and I was slow to work. I took advantage of the days when the weather was good and let the working guys hurry up for a few days. There were basically not a few left now. There was no time left for the remaining days, so there was no need to hurry at this moment.

Otherwise, the light is not good and the things that are made are not qualified, so it is better not to make them.

Upon hearing this, the guys responded, finished all the rest of their work, cleaned up the workshop, closed the doors and windows, and then went home.

When we went back, we discussed with each other when we stopped working tomorrow. Remember to bring a wooden shovel to help remove snow on the roof of the workshop.

In winter, the most feared thing is that heavy snow is pressing on the roof. If the snow is too thick, it will easily affect the service life of the roof.

Jiang Youcheng treats them well, and they can't be ignorant.

Jiang Youcheng was the last one to come out of the workshop. When he came out, he checked it again and confirmed that it was fine, and then the lock was locked.
Chapter completed!