The little man on the apex

In fact, Zhao Jing originally planned to leave on this day.

He resigned his master with great joy, and came to look for his little bamboo horse with two wooden dolls, but got the news of his engagement.

At first, he felt that Feng Wanlong was not a bad person, and after some inquiries in the village, they also said that he was a capable man, and he probably treated Ziyu well.

He asked about Li Xia's boat for this day, and planned to go out for a few more years. Who knows, this Feng Wanlong is very upbeat, and he did those things at the engagement banquet, which made Zhao Jing feel uneasy and leave.

Xiaoyue knew that Zhou Ziyu was the person in her brother's heart, and she was gagged by a large bag of pine nut candies, but since then, she has been looking forward to Zhou Ziyu being his brother's husband every day.

It happened that in the evening of that day, she obeyed her mother's order and came to deliver Lixia eggs to Mr. Yan, and met Zhou Ziyu who was eating black rice dumplings here.

Seeing that some serious event seemed to have happened, Xiaoyue lingered on, peeled the eggs for these brothers graciously, and sat down to eat another plate of black rice balls served by Yan Heyi.

Yuan Xi ate a Lixia egg in two or three mouthfuls, and asked inexplicably, "Why do you eat eggs for so many solar terms? Spring Equinox eggs, Qingming eggs, Grain Rain eggs, and Lixia eggs."

He tilted his head and said to himself, "Why don't you eat roasted chicken legs?"

Yan Heyi knew that he was talking nonsense, but actually didn't expect anyone to answer, so she rubbed his head vigorously, and put another peeled Lixia egg on the plate in front of him.

Yuan Xi seemed to want Zhao Jing to know what happened just now, and he said deliberately: "Zi Yu, have you thought about retiring?"

Sure enough, Xiaoyue was startled immediately, ignoring her mouth full of egg yolks, and blurted out, "Brother Ziyu, are you going to divorce?"

"Great, what do you think of my brother?"

"My brother thinks you are very good. In my opinion, the two of you are just too good for each other."

Zhou Ziyu was dumbfounded by the question. In his heart, Zhao Jing had always been the skinny boy who followed his ass. When he came back a few days ago, he felt that it was very different from what he imagined, but he was busy with getting married. I didn't even bother to think about it.

Yuan Xi knew that Xiao Yue had talked too much, so he hurriedly tugged at her sleeves, and made amends: "What do children know, Zi Yu is upset now, let's not make trouble for him."

On the other hand, Yan Heyi, who didn't seem to be as sensible as before, nodded her head on purpose and said: "Well, your brother is very good."

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When Zhou Ziyu came home, the lights were already on, and he told his parents what happened during the day. Aunt Zhou couldn't sit still at that time. The plates and cups are about to shatter.

"I can go fuck myself!"

"Bah! What!"

"If I don't raise his ashes today, my mother's surname will not be Zhou!"

When I was excited, I said the wrong sentence, Aunt Zhou's surname was not Zhou, but Wu.

Once this woman surnamed Wu gets angry, Uncle Zhou and Ziyu are determined not to be able to stop her.

While tugging, the little black dog in the yard jumped out again wagging its tail, and two people, a man and a woman holding a package, came in.

As soon as the woman entered the courtyard, she heard the sound of arguing in the house, trotted in hastily, grabbed Aunt Zhou—for the sake of easy memory, she was still called Aunt Zhou, and said anxiously:

"Mother, what's the matter, who provoked you again, so angry?"

When Aunt Zhou saw this woman, she immediately lost her anger, frowned and said, "Yuzhen, you're here!"

She took Yuzhen's hand and sat down, telling the whole story of the past few days.

Yuzhen is Zhou Ziyu's sister-in-law and the daughter-in-law of the boss of the Zhou family.

Zhou Ziling, the boss of the Zhou family, seems to be accustomed to the situation of mother and daughter-in-law. He opened the package by himself, took out a few fruits, rubbed them on his clothes, and handed them to Zhou Ziyu: "It's been so many days, do you miss me?" ?”

"I didn't... withdraw from your engagement banquet?"

When he heard the word "retirement" in Aunt Zhou's words, he felt that the matter was not simple, so he sat down and listened quietly.

Aunt Zhou and Yuzhen were very close. Zhou Ziling often said that only his own wife in the family could cure his mother.

It's not that Yuzhen has a bad temper, on the contrary, she is a very gentle person. She has been married for so many years, and she has never seen anyone blush. Aunt Zhou, who is always hot-tempered, will turn her head when she sees Yuzhen. Obediently turn off the fire.

Although Yuzhen didn't take the initiative to meddle in any matters at home, Aunt Zhou would always come to ask her opinion, and Yuzhen's words were often enough to persuade the whole room for a long time.

Yuzhen's family is looking back at the village outside the mountain, which is quite far from here. Once going back to her mother's house, she needs to alternate between mountain roads and water roads, and she can go back once a year.

When they got married, she held tight to Zhou Ziling and chose to live in the Prime Minister's house.

Aunt Zhou often said that it was our good fortune that Yuzhen chose to live in our house.

A little girl resigned from her own parents and traveled across mountains and rivers to come here. We have to treat her twice as well, and be closer than my own parents.

When Aunt Zhou told Yuzhen about this, she also became more and more excited, and finally she simply patted the table, insisting that she should go to Feng's house to discuss it.

Yuzhen poured a glass of water for Aunt Zhou, stroking her back and comforting her, with a rare sullen look on her face: "Mother, it's getting late, we're going tomorrow."

"The Feng family's is really nothing, but the uncle and aunt of the Feng family have a good relationship with our family. They both live in the same village. It's not good if it's too stiff."

"Let Ziling go find a matchmaker tomorrow, discuss this matter, and we'll go to Feng's house again."

Zhou Ziling also echoed his daughter-in-law's words: "Yes, mother, I will go tomorrow, and I will definitely call off this marriage."

Uncle Zhou didn't dare to speak, and gently held Zhou Ziyu's hand.

Aunt Zhou took a sip of tea, sat back on the stool, sighed and said, "There is really no one like me in this big family!"

She glanced at Yuzhen, and said again: "What Yuzhen said is also reasonable. They live in a village. Well, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Zhou Ziyu sat silently, biting his lips, but did not cry.

Early the next morning, Zhou Ziling called the matchmaker, told the story, and went to Feng's house with Feng Wanlong's birthday card.

In the Feng family's courtyard, Feng Wanlong and Lu Yun were washing their faces shoulder to shoulder.

Seeing this scene, Aunt Zhou became furious. She slapped Feng Wanlong on the shoulder, rolled her eyes and said, "Is this just living a life? How shameless!"

Feng Wanlong seemed to be very afraid of Aunt Zhou, and stuttered when he spoke. Feng Wanlong's parents came out of the house to greet him. Seeing the situation in the yard, they probably understood a lot, and invited him into the house with a compensating smile.

See what this means, Feng Wanlong's parents also knew about Lu Yun's incident, and they might have persuaded him, but they thought it was no big deal, so they let them go.

Although the folk customs in Ping'an Village are more civilized, it is a small place after all, and there are always connections between them. Therefore, such a thing as divorce is a very shameful event, and it has not happened almost in so many years.

The Feng family should have been certain that the Zhou family would not dare to withdraw their marriage, so they were a little unscrupulous. Unexpectedly, they didn't value the so-called face, so they brought a matchmaker to the door the next day.

Feng Wanlong knew he was wrong, and as soon as he entered the room, he knelt down in front of Zhou Ziyu, tearfully said: "Ziyu, things are not what you think, Xiaoyun is my cousin, it was a ghost who was infatuated that day, and made such a move." Things, can you give me one more chance?"

Lu Yun's tears came down a long time ago, and he knelt down next to Feng Wanlong, calling out "Brother Ziyu" one after another.

Uncle Feng also tried to persuade him for a while, but when he saw that Zhou Ziyu didn't speak, he changed his face again: "This brother retired, that's a piece of rotten wood that no one wants, and stay at home for the rest of his life, I'm ashamed to death gone."

"Wanlong has knelt down for you. If you follow this step, let's pretend that this has never happened, and get married according to the day, how about it?"

Aunt Zhou spat on Uncle Feng's face: "You are the rotten piece of wood that no one wants. Pooh! What the hell!"

After finishing speaking, she picked up the wooden stool on the ground and threw it at Uncle Feng's head. If Zhou Ziling hadn't reacted quickly and stopped his mother, Uncle Feng's head would probably explode today.

Uncle Feng was not one to swallow his anger, so he immediately fought back.

The two families fought together, the matchmaker squeezed in the middle, and the shiny bun on her head was untidy.

Lu Yun shrank on the ground, weeping sadly.

Suddenly, Zhou Ziyu, who hadn't spoken for a long time, frowned and slapped the table hard: "Enough!"

Unexpectedly, Zhou Ziyu would lose his temper, and the room fell silent instantly.

He took Feng Wanlong's birthday post into his arms, and said word by word: "Actually, on the day we got engaged, I should have broken up with you. Why should I wait until something unforgivable like my cousin happened before I can make up my mind?" ?”

"I thought, we were so good before, it's a pity we separated, now it seems that I'm too timid, cowardly, and naive, that's why I believed your words."

Feng Wanlong took a step forward on his knees, hugged Zhou Ziyu's calf, raised his head and said, "I have you in my heart, Ziyu, and you also have me in your heart, right? Let's start over."

Zhou Ziyu snorted coldly and kicked him away, "How do I know if you have one? If you do such a thing, even if I have you in my heart, I will never marry you again."

"Return the birthday post to me, let's get together and get away."

As soon as it sounded true, Feng's family tried their best not to give it. Mrs. Feng leaned back, closed her eyes and passed out.

The Zhou family also didn't want to make a fuss, so they had to leave first.

Then, Zhou Ziyu went to the private school to look for Yuanxi, and met Zhao Jing who came to deliver things.

Zhao Jing didn't dare to go directly to Zhou Ziyu, so he brought a large bag of sweet fruit and asked Yuanxi to give it to him.

Zhou Ziyu's favorite food is made of green plums.

After returning from the private school, Zhao Jingman looked for Feng Wanlong in the village, and finally found him on the small road in the field.

Zhao Jing grabbed his wrist and dragged him away.

Feng Wanlong's big characters are like chickens in Zhao Jing's hands.

Zhao Jing dragged the man to a hillside outside the village, and threw him to the ground with all his strength.

Feng Wanlong hid back, but his mouth was not forgiving, he stared and said, "Don't think I don't know about the shady things you did with Zhou Ziyu."

Zhao Jing didn't speak, but squatted down, grabbed Feng Wanlong's collar, and punched him in the face.

Feng Wanlong seemed to be begging for beatings, and said again: "His birthday card is still in my hands, what position do you have to teach me here?"

Zhao Jing's eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Bring the birthday card."

"That wooden doll, bring it."