Chapter 43:

My grandchildren are of course good in Li's eyes, smart and kind. But the reality now has to make Li Li bow her head.
She feels that everything is good Qian asked his wife to be sick seedlings who had been lingering on sick beds all year round. Grandma Li was not willing to make her suffer, and stayed until she was in her twenties.
Dragging and dragging has become Li's unspeakable heart disease.
Brother Ge... This ingredient is spread out, I'm afraid it's not easy to talk about kisses.
Grandma Li was completely silent.
This silence is not the default silence, but sad silence.
Uncle De said: "I'm cheeky once, and I will send Siya later to let them two young people everywhere."
Uncle De also implicitly accepted the fact that the host family was completely down, from the original master to the present man. But in his heart, his wife and Bo Geer are still his benefactors. Otherwise, he would not deliberately send the elder daughter carefully to get married.
In the afternoon, Uncle De's palm pearl came.
The girl brushed mediocre bangs, a little sullen. It wasn't as fat as her father described it, but he didn't follow his father's appearance. Although it is not pretty, Sheng Zaisheng was born white and laughed very flatteringly.
Grandma Li took a few glances and looked very satisfied.
She patted Siya's hand, "Go eat."
Squinting at Si Ya, she should get off.
She vaguely knew her father's thoughts and kept avoiding the suspicion of coming to the family. Too late to age, finally unavoidably kowtowed to the old "main house" wife.
For the first time, Xiang Siya met the legendary Bo, who looked very handsome, and the original unwillingness of seven points became the willingness of seven points.
She first chopped up all the firewood in the yard, and washed all the clothes of Grandma's sister Sanya, and hung them on the bamboo pole diligently.
She saw He Songbai and bowed his head to shout "Bo Geer".
He Songbai went to the county by bike after lunch at noon. When he came back in the afternoon, he saw Uncle De's daughter collecting housework in and out of his home, and he also chopped out the firewood he had to cut every day.
Before girls marry, they pay attention to a "female red". The meaning of female red here is not the ancient embroidery, but the ability to clean up the housework, wash vegetables and cook. Sister He had originally talked about a family matter. He Songbai led the elder sister to the door. Sister He took care of the housework inside and out, showing the man the first-hand female lady she had learned in her family.
What he didn't understand when he looked at it now.
Sister He helped Siya to dry her clothes. After sun drying, she touched her head with a smile, treating her like a younger brother-in-law.
It seems to have been understood from the grandmother what Siya is here for.
He Songbai's temple hurts.
He pulled his elder sister aside and looked at her fiercely and silently.
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Zhao Lanxiang knew that the honest uncle had brought her daughter to He's house. The girl was cleaning up and down, washing and even cooking. At first, she was a little surprised.
But seeing Sister He's attitude, she understood everything.
Siya's hands and feet are very diligent, and after finishing tidying up, she came to tidy up the firewood room. If Zhao Lanxiang said that she would still have to cook, I am afraid that Siya would "show her talents" already.
She was cheeky and drove people out.
Tonight Tang Qing is going to come to the He family for dinner. Zhao Lanxiang occupies the fire room and calmly cooks a meal with braised pork.
The stewed pork belly is made, the crystal-like fat is rotten, the secret soup is fragrant and attractive, and the steaming is steamed in the pot. The aroma dissolved in every inch of meat can’t wait to be poured out Slobber.
After she finished cooking, she let Tang Qing eat in the firewood room. Tang Qing had a lot more talk, and she took out her notebook and humbly asked Zhao Lanxiang how to make braised pork.
"Teaching people to fish is worse than teaching people to fish. If I learn, I have to come back and trouble you often?" Tang Qing quipped.
He paused and said: "Last time you taught how to make noodles. I tried it a few times. I couldn't get your taste, but it has improved a lot compared to before. Anyway, I can do it myself. "
Zhao Lanxiang used the fresh pork from today to teach him how to make braised pork. After finishing, she put the whole jar in front of Tang Qing:
"Marinate for a day, take it out tomorrow and steam it, it will be delicious."
Tang Qing thanked her and arrogantly took it as her own.
After he ate a satisfying meal, Zhao Lanxiang gave him several slices of creamy mango rolls for dessert.
Tang Qing was simply a surprise. He ate it on the spot, licking the remaining crispy momo, and he smiled bitterly: "You are so good, it is hard to believe how happy your husband should be in the future."
Zhao Lanxiang accepted his praise generously, "Thank you."
After Tang Qing went out, he saw the raw girl who was drying her clothes in the yard.
He smiled and asked, "Is this a distant relative of the He family? Never seen it before."
Zhao Lanxiang's eyes were cold and authentic, "should be."
She said nonchalantly: "Come on, I will send you out."
She led Tang Qing out.
Tang Qing wore a formal dress today, white shirt and black trousers, which were completely ironed and looked extremely elegant. In Lan Lanxiang's eyes, he didn't think there was anything outstanding. Because she knows that Tang Qing is a man who loves cleanliness and pays attention to appearance.
However, it looked like He Songbai had pierced her lungs. She stood with the male educated youth like a pair of people. They could talk together about their ideals in life and share their interests.
Looking back at me, half of my body was still struggling with the dust in the rice, oil and salt.
Si Ya smiled shyly.
She hadn't spoken for a long time since she saw someone, and hurriedly pulled the sleeve of Laho Songbai.
"If you give a quasi-word, do you still miss it?"
He Songbai said apologetically: "No."
Sister He came and beat her younger brother, blaming him for "seizing the opportunity" without understanding.
This kind of good-looking daughter-in-law who can't make a gift is impossible to find with a lantern. He doesn't cherish it well.
Sister He was anxious and angry and he was not content.
She took a pair of bead flowers left by her mother and gave it to Siya. Siya smiled and pushed, but did not accept.
...
After Zhao Lanxiang sent the people away, he looked at He Songbai with a smile, and passed back to the room before him.
He Songbai knew that the subject must be angry, and he quickly grabbed her with his eyes, and said, "This matter doesn't need you to come forward."
"I can solve it."
He paused and said guiltily: "In the future, you may have to let the elder sister work for you. I can't help you anymore."
He Songbai is talking about digging ditches.
Zhao Lanxiang, a little bit tasted, had cool eyes.
She glanced at He Songbai, "You can take care of yourself and you are very good. If you don't go to bed to do heavy work at night, I dare to let you help?"
He Songbai pinched her hand and said nothing.
In the evening, Siya had a meal and went back with her father.
Sister He took her hand and said, "I often come to play in the future."
Siya shook her head and nodded hesitantly.
He Songbai stared at her elder sister with dark eyes, but Sister He twisted her brother hard under the table.
He Songbai went out with his uncle after eating, and said seriously: "I treat Siya as my sister."
Uncle De suddenly understood this sentence.
He groaned, disappointed, and shook his head again and again.
The next day, He Songbai finished his job of splitting pigs and hurriedly slept for a while. As soon as day dawned, he went up the mountain to dig a ditch.
He finished his work quickly, taking advantage of the rest of the time to desperately seize the time to sleep lazy, go home after finishing his sleep.
Sister He went back with her younger brother. She took the brand-new quilt she had saved and a hot water bottle, picked it up and moved it to the younger brother's room, planning to let him take these things to Siya.
He Songbai wiped his sweat, but went to the bath room, picked up the bucket and washed his clothes by the well.
A few men's colorful skirts were stacked on the rough and inferior earthen clothes of the man. He washed me with a sullen face and did not change his color when he washed his underwear.
Sister He finished the quilt, but just glanced at the door, her face suddenly paled, and her mind seemed to be split by lightning.
She hurried over and babbled in shock. She madly grabbed the laundry tub with her hand and squatted down to wash herself.
He Songbai was unmoved, continued to wash his head sullenly, rubbing foam with soap horns hard, and the flesh-colored underwear was almost deformed by him.
He said lightly: "It's what you see with your eyes."
"But she doesn't know."
His eyes were so dark, he said seriously:
"Because I secretly love her, do you know what it is like? I can't ask her, I can't match her, but I can't want another woman."
The author has something to say: small theater:
Ping Shengjun: Do you know that you scared the elder sister?
Brother Bo: I know.
Ping Shengjun: Do you know that foodies and chefs are the best match?
Brother Bo: "..."
Brother Bo: I don't know:)