At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

"Brother Tinghai, what time is it now? The wedding team hasn't arrived yet."

Wang Er pocked his fingers unconsciously and sat down next to Xie Tinghai.

Xie Tinghai looked sleepy and shook his head. "Do you think I know that?"

Because Wang Ermazi has no brothers or sisters, there is only one mother in the family. So my good brother Xie Tinghai and his family pretended to be...'mother's family'.

"Right."

Wang Ermazi took a look at Xie Tinghai and felt that his good friend was not reliable, so he went to harass Xie Tingjiang.

Grandma Wang, who had just entered the house, curled her lips in disgust when she saw that her son hated marrying so much.

What a terrible thing!

Place a plate of special-shaped lotus cakes on the table beside Xie Yuheng. After hearing that the little guy was so good at it, she studied for a long time, but in the end she could only make lotus buds that couldn't bloom...

"Thank you, Granny Wang."

Xie Yuheng smiled, and Po Wang felt that he was as lovable as the fairy boy in the New Year paintings.

"You're welcome, just treat it as your mother-in-law and this is your home."

Grandma Wang brought peanuts, chestnuts, dates and other festive dried fruits from the long table next to her. I wish I could send all the good things to Xie Yuheng.

I just hope that in the future the children of Wang Ermazi and Xie He will be less like Wang Ermazi and more like Xie He.

According to her observation! The Xies are generally not ugly, but of course the prettiest among the dolls is Xie Yuheng! If only he could look like Xie Yuheng, Mrs. Wang would be able to wake up laughing at night.

At midnight, magpies were chirping on the persimmon trees, and Wang Er Mazi finally waited for the wedding team.

Xie Yuheng was wearing a blue and white round-neck robe, standing in front of the house, smiling at Xie He, who was dressed in red and looked more delicate than a flower.

Xie He's face was as red as a persimmon, and all the jokes she used to make fun of the groom were used by Xie's monkeys to make fun of her.

"Good Yuheng, please spare my aunt for once." Before Xie He could finish his words, someone came up and stuffed a dozen red envelopes into Xie Yuheng's hand.

Xie Yuheng held a bunch of red envelopes and couldn't laugh or cry, but shook his head firmly and said: "That won't work. Although Uncle Wang is a man, he still has to do this makeup poem."

The main purpose is to make it festive and lively. Xie He only knows a few words, so he can write poems to encourage makeup.

Fortunately, there were many scholars here, and they immediately started talking among themselves.

The scholar in front of him was still chirping, but suddenly there was a creak behind him, and the door opened by itself.

Wang Ermazi held the red hijab and said carelessly: "Any poems you want to encourage makeup, I've packed them all."

The silence of the crowd was deafening.

I have never seen a bride who hates marrying so much!

Xie Yuheng frowned and stepped aside to give space to the newcomer.

Hearing his great-uncle asking in a low voice by the window, Xie Tinghai in the room said, "Why don't you stop him and let this bastard run wild?"

Xie Tinghai put the melon seeds on the table and sighed: "Oh, you don't know how many times he has to ask 'when can we go out' for a cup of tea. Ting Jiang and I were so annoyed by his thoughts."

As he said this, he glanced at Wang Ermazi, who was bidding farewell to Wang Po with Xie He. His smile almost reached behind his ears.

That's not it. Finally becoming a member of the Xie family, Wang Ermazi felt so beautiful that she was bubbling with joy.

.......

Lovers eventually get married, with Xie Yuheng and Xie Zhaodi hanging at the back of the team.

"Fortunately, the three people without household registration who were arrested outside the city that day were not my parents."

Xie Zhaodi's slightly envious eyes fell on the beaming Xie He family in front.

After a moment, she looked away again. She felt that life was pretty good now. There were many women in the world who were better off than she was, and she couldn't be more envious of them.

Xie Yuheng smiled and rubbed the ruby ​​around his waist.

Xie Qilin's confession contains information about Xie Zhaodi's parents.

He died in the mouth of a tiger in the mountains four years ago. You can tell with your toes that it is probably inseparable from Xie Yongkang.

It makes no sense that three years ago, a fragile little girl like Xie Fengjiao was still alive, but a young and strong couple who had been doing farm work all year round could not escape the tiger's mouth.

"Has Sister Zhaodi considered setting up a female household if... is no longer here?"

Female households have been implemented since the previous dynasty.

It's just that during Chu Tianchen's reign, this was abolished for many years in order to allow women to marry early and have more children, and also to make women have to rely on men to live.

However, it was activated again after Chu Heng ascended the throne.

If the parents are absent at home, the woman can have a separate household if she has her own financial resources.

Of course, you also need to pay taxes like the male head of household.

Therefore, although there is such a policy, there are not many independent female households.

"...female household"

Xie Zhaodi murmured, her heart skipping a beat. Could it be that the head of the family had the exact information about her parents and that they were no longer alive?

Xie Zhaodi, who wanted to understand, had a slight lump in her throat and mixed feelings in her heart. She couldn't tell what she was feeling. I just followed the festive wedding procession and walked forward numbly.

She certainly has a grudge against her parents.

Blame them for being weak and incompetent, unable to protect themselves or their children. I blame them for being the slaves of my second uncle's family with peace of mind, and they have to take their three sisters with them...

My hands, which were still thin and calloused after years of care, touched the cold areas on my face and felt moist.

Xie Zhaodi took a deep breath and wiped away the tears on her face. He forced a smile and said, "That's good. They only hope to have a son. If they are still alive, they will have a younger brother in the future..."

I'm afraid that everything she and her sisters have worked so hard for will not be preserved.

Xie Zhaodi lowered her eyes, calling her selfish or ruthless.

She just didn't want to give up her efforts to others, even her blood brother.

Xie Yuheng smiled and said nothing.

Spreading the ideas of equality between men and women and eugenics and eugenics in ancient times is tantamount to wishful thinking. I'm afraid it will be regarded as a cult and burned down.

For example, in Yunhua and Zhushu's house, there are very few parents who can hold a bowl of water as evenly as possible.

The palms and backs of the hands are all flesh. However, the fact is that the flesh of the palm of the hand is thicker than the back of the hand.

Shan said there were two pots of orchids in her yard, one was a mochi orchid, and the other was also a mochi orchid.

The lush branches and leaves of one of the pots are more pleasing to her eyes, and she would inevitably prefer it more on weekdays. Not only are they transplanted into high-quality Jizhou porcelain flower pots, but the soil is also the nutrient soil of the space.

I just don’t know what’s going on, but the leaves are getting more and more yellow.

Could it be that the wild boar cannot eat fine chaff and the moran cannot use a good pot?

Xie Yuheng's eyes flashed with a sudden light, and he touched his chin, feeling that his analysis made some sense.

After all, there is an ancient saying: If you plant flowers intentionally, they will not bloom, but if you plant willows unintentionally, they will create shade. I think the same goes for Mo Lan, whom she raised.

"Hey, it's a coincidence that we're here. I can enjoy a glass of wedding wine today."

The sound of horse hoofbeats came from behind. Xie Yuheng looked back and saw the person riding a big maroon horse. The scarlet official robe was decorated with tiger pattern patches.

Xie Yuheng stopped and greeted with a smile: "Uncle Chen."