Happy Marriage

Even the old woman was too addicted to her mouth, wiped the oil from her mouth, chewed a little tea to get rid of taint, and then brought the empty food box back to check the wind.

Qian Shi took the food box in his hand and shook it gently. It was definitely empty, the Xia family did not return the salute, and snorted inwardly, this Xue family is really an iron rooster.

She turned her head and said to An Sheng An Ran with a smile: "Then your grandmother steamed 36 dumplings in total, and 16 red bean glutinous rice cakes. Although it is not a rare item, remember to give it to your mother and sister in person. Let's bring some to taste."

An Sheng understood, smiled slyly, and happily responded.

The old face of Mrs. Lian behind him suddenly turned the color of pig liver.

As soon as Mrs Qian left, Mrs. Lian became particularly attentive, and said a load of words of welcome to An Sheng. The steamed bread-like face trembled with folds, just like the steamed buns in Qingfeng Building.

She can ignore the An Sheng sisters, but the rules are the rules, and when it comes to the Xue family, her greed and stealing food is a small thing, but laziness is a big thing. Xue shi carefully told her to keep Qian shi and An Sheng guarding her every step of the way.

I didn't think that Qian's cares about it, he deserved to be a low-end merchant all his life.

An Sheng sent green oranges to the kitchen to bring the snacks.

The skins were peeled off layer by layer, and only half of the dim sum was left.

An Sheng stared meaningfully at the plate of soup dumplings and counted them one by one.

She hated that the old woman who killed her mother could not eat meat and eat her bones, but now that her sister's marriage is very important, she also needs to restrain her sharpness and forbearance.

Even the mother-in-law knew, and "Put Tong" knelt down to An Sheng.

"Second miss, the old woman was really greedy just now, so she couldn't help but taste two of them in the kitchen. You have a lot of them, so please spare the old slave. The old slave will never dare again."

An Sheng raised his face and blinked at Mrs. Lian: "Have you just gone out, mama?"

Madam Lian was stunned for a moment, and then instantly understood An Sheng's meaning: "No, no, Madam has been staying here forever."

An Sheng pushed the plate in his hand: "Then can I trouble my mother to bring this plate of snacks to my mother?"

Madam Lian nodded as if pounding garlic, and her smile became more and more flattering: "Miss, don't you dare not obey the old lady's orders."

An Sheng smiled and waved his hand: "When your mother asks, you should know what to say."

"Nature, nature."

Madam Lian was relieved, got up and went straight to Xue's room with some snacks in her hand, because she was guilty of being a thief and was caught by An Sheng.

An Sheng and An Ran survived the first night in anticipation, and the second day in anxiety.

It was the last day, and the sedan chair was coming tomorrow, the front yard was still calm, and there was no news from the Meng family, as usual.

An Ran was as terrified as she was sitting on pins and needles, and even the tip of her nose was dripping with fine beads of sweat.

An Sheng was also full of anxiety, sweating in the palms of his palms, frowning, listening to the movement in the front yard.

The entire Xia Mansion was filled with the joyous atmosphere of the Xue family, with laughter and laughter. Especially Xue's high-pitched laughter, like an old hen who just gave birth to an egg.

How much she was looking forward to, that laughter could stop abruptly and get stuck in Xue's throat, then things would turn around.

His heart sank inch by inch, and the hope was getting slimmer.

Qian stepped over the repainted threshold of Meng Mansion, looked down at the embroidery wrapped in red cloth in his arms, and pursed his temples in satisfaction.

The Xia Mansion married a daughter, and the Xue family tossed the army into chaos. As for the Meng House, the He House is in an orderly manner, showing the ability and the old rules of being a mistress of the house.

Qian Shi had several encounters with Mrs. Meng because of An Sheng's mother. Because of this affection, Mrs. Meng sent someone to bring the Qian family to the front, watched the seat, served tea, and was thoughtful and alienated.

"I heard that your mansion is very happy. First, congratulations to Mrs. Meng. Second, at Shangyanshang, I brought a pair of fine embroidery to my wife to see if it can catch the eyes of your scholarly family."

Qian shi carefully accompanied the smiling face, expressed her intention calmly, slowly unfolded the embroidered picture of "Sunset Cangshan Far" in her hand, and handed it to Mrs. Meng, paying attention to her face.

Mrs. Meng just glanced at it perfunctorily, and before she declined, she felt a burst of surprise.

"It's good to have a distant and elegant artistic conception. It's good to use it as a table screen. My family's Jinglun likes this kind of otherworldly images."

Mrs. Qian moved the embroidery drawing closer to Mrs. Meng: "Especially the embroidery and needlework. Mrs. Meng, you are also an expert, please give me some pointers."

Madam Meng was intrigued and looked closely, suddenly full of suspicion. How does this embroidery look exactly the same as the two jinping embroidery that the Xia family gave back?

Her eyes flickered, she straightened her back, picked up the tea cup at hand, took a sip, and said indifferently, "Not bad."

Seeing that she didn't take the bait, Qian scolded her inwardly as "cunning", and said to herself, "To tell you the truth, this embroidered picture was created by my ingenious niece, Xia Anran."

Madam Meng's hand holding the tea cup froze, and she raised her eyebrows calmly and said "oh".

Qian Shi has been singing a one-man show by herself, and she is a little embarrassed. She watched her words and expressions, smack her lips regretfully, and sighed and pointed out: "If it wasn't for her biological mother who went early, then the stepmother was partial and let her biological daughter replace her. Mingtou discussed with your mansion, we are still the closest relatives."

Mrs. Meng sneered, her face stern, and placed the tea cup in her hand on the table next to her with a "pop". The clear tea soup splashed out, still steaming hot.

"What did the daughter-in-law of the Qin family say? I have seen the girl of the Xia family in person. She is smart and has a good appearance. That's why Qin and Jin are good friends. How come you talk about stealing the beam and changing the pillar?"

"At the beginning, this marriage was clearly decided by my aunt for Miss Xia Mansion. The birth date on Geng Tie is clear. Xia Ziwu only just got married this year, and it came from the outer room."

Mrs. Meng suddenly stood up: "My Meng family is upright and proud, and I believe in old beliefs. I recognized this marriage, and the daughter of the Xia family was hired. Which daughter the Xia family is willing to betrothed to the child is a matter of others. If the rumors spread out and cause gossip, wouldn't it damage the teachings of Confucius and Mencius, the faithful handed down of our Meng family?"

Mrs. Meng grabbed the white, and Qian's face was a little overwhelmed. She dared to feel that Meng was cunning, and she was tacitly aware of the Xia family's stealing of the dragon and turning the phoenix into a phoenix.

After thinking about it, there is a promising long-term uncle behind the Xia family, and marrying a favored Xia Ziwu will naturally make it easier to move around in the future. I was slapped in the face today without opening my eyes.

She was unhappy, still unwilling to give up: "Marrying wives and virtuous people, does Madam know that the three girls are usually human? She has a vicious heart and is arrogant and domineering..."

"Hmph, just for that Xia Anran who shamelessly invited a matchmaker to come to the door today to say kiss. I know that he is usually undisciplined and unruly." Mrs. Meng interrupted Qian's words coldly, with a sarcastic teasing, Directly issued an order to evict guests: "The marriage is approaching, and there are still many trivial matters to be busy, so please go slowly!"

Qian Shi couldn't get off the table at all, and he was ashamed, and he snorted coldly, and twisted his body out of the Shi Lang's mansion.