Chapter 176: Han Yuqing gives wine


Although Xia Ruyu has been married for many years, she still has deterrent power in the village. The villagers all smiled and said, "No, no, we all like Qianqian's."
Xia Ruyu nodded in satisfaction, and said to Qin: "Sister-in-law, you take good care of it, and your good children will have hope."
"Yeah." Qin nodded.
Xia Ruyu left, and the villagers also left.
Xia Qianqian was depressed facing the chicken who had just died. She had to think of a way to make Liu Xing give up.
Who knows, Xia Qianqian hadn't figured out a way to make Liu Xing give up, the matchmaker from ten miles and eight villages came to watch the lantern.
For several days, Xia Qianqian's family had a matchmaker to say kisses every day.
"Miss Xia, I'm the matchmaker Wang from Baishi Village, and the family of Bai Daniu in our village is pretty good..."
"Miss Xia, Lihuaxi Han's family asked me to say kiss. Han Jiaerlang is a gentleman. He won a talented person last year..."
"..."
Xia Qianqian has become the sweet pasta of ten miles and eight villages, and the matchmakers twitched their lips, boasting that there is nothing in the sky or on the ground.
Xia Qianqian is bored, but can't be a fierce matchmaker-if she offends the matchmaker from Shili Baxiang, her reputation in Shili Baxiang will be bad. I had no choice but to greet me with tea and melon seeds every time, refusing to say good things, and sending out the door in a kind manner.
After a few days, Xia Qianqian was exhausted, and Qin was also tired: "I have never spoken to so many strangers in my life."
"Mother, are you still worried about my marriage now?" Xia Qianqian asked, lying weakly on the bed, holding the enamel hand stove.
"Sorrow." Qin said, "You don't look down on the good children from ten miles and eight villages. Are you only looking at Gu Changsheng?"
"Uh..." Xia Qianqian choked obviously and shook his head violently, "I didn't!"
"Then what kind of family do you want to marry?"
"Like my aunt said, at least it must be in the county town!" Xia Qianqian said nonsense, his heart beating, and the rhythm had already been disordered.
How could she like Gu Changsheng? Gu Changsheng is Gu Yanjing's ancestor, that's incest!
Qin's words said earnestly: "Qianqian, listen to your mother, if we don't go to the top, just find someone who is right."
"I know I know, I'm only thirteen now, I don't want those. Mother, hold the stove for you, and I will draw the drawings."
Xia Qianqian stuffed the stove into Qin's arms, got out of bed and ran.
After the winter solstice, the weather is getting colder and colder, and the ice is getting thicker. The porcelain kiln could not be built for the time being, but she couldn't sit idle like this and practice Tai Chi with matchmakers every day. It was time to go to Xining County to see porcelain clay.
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Pinning Town
Gu Changsheng took out an exquisite heart-shaped plastic box from the drawer, which contained the last two Ferrolieto chocolates. The golden wrapping paper and the golden backing give the plastic box an instant sense of height.
He looked at it tenderly for a while, opened the box, took out the chocolate, and closed the lid.
Xia Qianqian, I have prepared the box you want. When will you come to pick it up?
"Young boy, I'm here to give my third cousin something." Han Yuqing's voice suddenly came from outside the courtyard.
Gu Changsheng frowned and put the box back in the drawer. Just as he wanted to put the lights off and pretend to sleep, Qingtong had already opened the door for Han Yuqing to come in.
"Three cousins." Han Yuqing yelled happily when he saw the lights.
Gu Changsheng didn't have time to close the window, so he answered indifferently, "Is something?"
"The wind is like snow in the evening, can you drink a cup of nothing?" Han Yuqing smiled slightly and took out a celadon bottle from his sleeve. "My brother asked me to send me a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine today. The fragrance is not intoxicating. Three cousins.
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