Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Friday Lang nodded in acknowledgement and glanced at his father.

Old Zhou Tou didn't speak, but he stared back when he saw him.

Friday Lang Bian and Man Bao bowed their heads and laughed together.

Wu Zhou was very curious, so he asked Old Zhou in a low voice, "Father, is your mother-in-law difficult?"

"Huh?" Man Bao counted with his fingers, isn't the father's mother-in-law the grandmother?

Man Bao, who had never seen her grandmother, was also excited, and left her mother behind and ran up to listen.

Can Lao Zhoutou say it is difficult in front of his daughter-in-law?

So Old Zhou Tou glanced at the two children and said, "How is your grandmother?"

Qian shi walked forward without squinting, Old Zhou heaved a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

It's no wonder that when he came to the door, she didn't let Qian go home with him, and even let the three uncles beat him.

As soon as he got home, Saturday Lang led a group of nephews and nieces around him, "Brother Fifth, are they in love?"

Friday Lang raised his head proudly, "Of course, the marriage has already been decided."

As soon as everyone heard it, they screamed and congratulated him. Even Xiao Qian couldn't help standing at the door of the kitchen and rejoicing, "Now the fifth one has achieved what he wanted."

Old Zhoutou disliked them for being too noisy, and waved his hand: "Go back to your small courtyard, and don't make too much noise. What does the noise look like?"

When they were about to leave, Lao Zhoutou suddenly remembered something, and called Liuliang, "Liulang, you are not too young, you can say kiss."

Saturday Lang immediately said: "Dad, I'm not in a hurry."

He said: "I don't want to say kiss yet, wait until I'm a few years older."

"How old do you want to be? Your eldest brother already married a daughter-in-law when you were your age."

Saturday Lang said: "Anyway, I don't want to say kiss."

After all, I followed the big guy to the small courtyard.

He said to the curious Wuwu Lang and Man Bao, "I'm not stupid, all the good girls over the age of 15 in these eight villages are called Fifth Brother. It makes no sense that Fifth Brother did not get selected, but I did. already."

Man Bao: "...There are still a lot of people who don't like Fifth Brother. Maybe those people can like you?"

After thinking about it on Saturday, Lang said: "That's not good. It's embarrassing to meet you at home. Anyway, I don't want to marry a daughter-in-law yet."

Unlike Wuwu Lang, who had been thinking about marrying a daughter-in-law since he was a child, Saturday Lang didn't think about it, especially after he had a new house and he was able to have his own room, he didn't even think about marrying a daughter-in-law.

After getting married, not only will my wife have to live with me, but I will also live in the same room with me after giving birth to a child. Just thinking about it is annoying.

He prefers to sleep alone in a large bed.

Man Bao did not shy away from telling her mother what the sixth brother said.

Qian Shi was speechless for a while, and the old Zhoutou was not too worried. He laughed and said: "This is not enlightened. It will be fine when he is enlightened."

What else could Qian shi do other than nod his head?

Friday Lang got married, so it's not far from getting married.

After waiting for a few days, the old Zhoutou felt that the two families were familiar with each other, so he asked Wuwu Lang to carry a chicken and follow the matchmaker Wang to the door to ask about the wedding date.

Unexpectedly, the Lu family also hoped that the two children could get married as soon as possible. In the words of the old doctor, "Zhi Niang is not too young, and she will be eighteen after the new year."

This time, Mother Lu's attitude towards Wu Wu Lang was not bad, so Wu Wu Lang was very satisfied and quickly set the wedding date.

They went to the Taoist priest on the mountain to count the auspicious day, which happened to be the 21st of December, and the third day after the wedding was Xiaonian.

Old Zhoutou also felt that the day was good, and he was not afraid of too much when preparing meat, and he could keep it for the New Year.

The family is going to have a wedding party, but this time, the old Zhou Tou stopped digging, and he felt distressed when he saw the money spent last time.

Because his son will be rich.

In fact, Huayong is not much different from the time when Shizuo Lang's wedding was held, but the feeling was different. He couldn't help but say to Qian, "The feeling of having money is really different from the feeling of not having money."

Qian Shi couldn't help but laugh, "Isn't this nonsense?"

Old Zhoutou counted the money at home again, and then closed the box with satisfaction.

Friday Lang was also counting the money at this time. He was about to get married, so Man Bao took his share of the money out of the system and gave it to him.

The money they kept with her had always had their own boxes and account books. Every time they gave her money, she would throw it directly into the corresponding box, and then took the account book and recorded it.

Every time they withdraw money from her, they also keep an account, so the account is clear.

Wu Wulang didn't even look at the account book, he just carried the box back to his room and enjoyed the count.

Man Bao and Saturday Lang were very curious, so they slipped into the room and counted together.

In his box, there are two new clusters of five taels of silver ingots, which were distributed by the family before, as well as some small silver nuggets, and more are strung together into copper coins.

Wu Wulang counted and counted, and was surprised that he couldn't. Although he knew that he was very rich, he didn't expect to be so rich.

He couldn't tell the weight of those scattered pieces of silver, they had to be weighed.

But there are twenty-eight taels that can be counted, and these alone are enough for him to marry three wives.

On Friday, Lang Lezi's instructed Saturday Lang, "Go and get me a scale. I want to weigh how much these silver coins are."

Saturday Lang was also itching, and he said to Man Bao, "I also want to count my money."

Man Bao said there was no problem.

The two brothers and sisters ran out together, one went to the compound to get the scale, and the other ran back to the room to get the cash box.

Saturday Lang also has two silver ingots of five taels, but his remaining money is less than that of Friday Lang. In fact, they earn about the same, mainly because of the difference in spending.

Friday Lang always wanted to marry a daughter-in-law, so he was very determined to save money, but Saturday Lang was different.

Every Chinese New Year, he has to buy himself new fabrics to make clothes, and he likes to eat all kinds of delicious food, so he spends a lot of money.

Mainly because he didn't want to marry a wife.

But now that he was counting the money, he couldn't help but look at the fifth brother's money box with envy and sorrow, "I knew I wouldn't spend so much."

Man Bao said indifferently: "You don't want to spend money and you don't marry a daughter-in-law, so what are you keeping?"

She said: "I spent a lot of money. I have already agreed with Bai Shanbao and the others that we will go to the restaurant in the county town to eat delicious food this year."

Saturday Lang was refreshed and asked, "Can you take me?"

"Yes, but you have to pay some money."

Saturday Lang felt reluctant to touch his money and asked, "How much?"

"We initially calculated that one person would need three hundred wen."

Before Saturday Lang didn't respond, Friday Lang first exclaimed, "So many, do you eat dragon liver and phoenix marrow?"

"Not only in restaurants, but also those delicious food in the streets and alleys to eat together." Man Bao said: "The three of us have similar appetites. If we buy too much, we won't be able to finish them all. We can buy one or two. Divide it and eat it, so you can eat a lot of good things."

Saturday Lang's eyes brightened, and he nodded again and again: "This method is good, this method is good, and I want to participate."

Friday Lang was very skeptical, "Don't you have stomach troubles if you eat so much in your stomach at once?"

Man Bao smiled and said, "Yes, so we decided to eat it in three days."

Saturday Lang was even happier, "This is not bad, this is not bad, Man Bao, you and the young master of the Bai family said that I am going to participate too. It just so happens that I am older than you and can protect you."

Friday:  …

good night, see you tomorrow