The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

In the high above the sky outside the shed, the Yunshan Mountain is getting higher and higher, rising straight to the sky, almost filling the entire sky in the blink of an eye.

The sky was still bright, no one in the shed noticed this change, and all the attention was on Aunt Eight.

The eighth aunt felt a little hairy in her heart and smiled dryly: "What are you going to say?"

That smile hurt Xie Qingyao’s eyes. The girl’s pretty face was tight, and she said coldly: "Tell me how to plan for my brother and what are the benefits of the woman. Auntie didn’t talk about it just now, why did she get to my parents’ spirit? I don't know what to say?"

The eighth aunt pulled her clothes quietly, and glanced at her aunt: "Mrs. Uncle, let's talk first, you are guests."

My aunt glanced at her eighth aunt disdainfully, and said with a serious face: "What kind of guest is this, we are all thinking about Yinlou, there is nothing we can't say. Qing Yao, your second cousin has been good to you since she was a child, what is she like? You know the person who married your second cousin to overcome the difficulties with your brother, but your grandmother meant it. You think, who else is more caring than your uncle’s cousin? It’s not like some people don’t know from which corner to get it. A girl, no matter how fragrant it smells, I want to stuff it into the mansion--"

When the eighth aunt stopped listening, she immediately sneered: "What do you mean by Mrs. Uncle? The girl I want to mention to Yin Lou is known to the patriarch. We can't write two'thanks' in a stroke. We are a family. Is it possible not to look forward to Yin Lou's good?"

Both of them are savage and can speak, you and I are equal, and soon forgot that this is a solemn mourning hall.

Xie Qingyao interjected from time to time to add to the flames.

Xie Yinlou faintly guessed that his sister's doing this was definitely not aimless, so he watched the farce blankly from beginning to end.

Standing on the outermost side, Jiang Si could clearly see the changes in the clouds in the sky.

Just when the aunt and the eighth aunt were flushed, the cloud mountain that rose to the top of the sky suddenly collapsed and fell.

Jiang Si gave a light cough.

Xie Qingyao couldn't help but grasp the rough white linen skirt, restraining the subconscious urge to look like ginger.

"My aunt and my eighth aunt said it was for my eldest brother's sake, and my eldest brother and I were even more undecided. What can I do if my brother is disappointed in his favor?

Xie Qingyao's embarrassment caused her aunt and eighth aunt to stop tit-for-tat, and both looked to her.

Before the spirit, the girl was full of filial filial piety, with a bleak smile on her lips: "If either aunt or eighth aunt can swear by the heavens that they are wholeheartedly good for my elder brother, we will trust whoever, and then marry the girl over there."

The eighth aunt's scalp numb inexplicably, and she said with dissatisfaction: "You kid, it's a good thing to marry, what kind of oath to swear—"

Xie Qingyao turned his head directly and said to his aunt: "Aunt, then choose my second cousin."

The eighth aunt was anxious when she heard that, she hurriedly raised a hand and said, "I swear, we are all for the good of Yinlou, without any selfishness..."

My aunt thought that Xie Qingyao's sudden loss of his parents was a little unconscious, and his actions would be so absurd. However, it was because she was not clear in her mind that this girl could do everything. In order not to let my eighth aunt pick up the bargain, she raised her hand unwillingly.

At this time, there is no need to care about an unruly little girl, it is the business to take the marriage.

When the aunt wanted to come, only the two people in the shed knew about it. Whether it was the dispute with the eighth aunt or the oath now, it was not shameful.

There are many people whose parents are dead and brothers are splitting up. When her daughter becomes Mrs. Uncle, outsiders will only see her daughter's dignity. Who knows this?

When the two rushed to swear, the clouds and mountains in the sky had become pitch black, and the originally bright shed seemed to be covered by a huge black cloth, and it was instantly dark.

Immediately after that, a thunderbolt rolled down, making a loud noise in people's ears, and the whole spirit shed seemed to tremble with it.

The aunt and the eighth aunt screamed at the same time.

The mourning hall was dark, with only white candles jumping with the candlelight, looking pale and gloomy.

"You really do it for the good of Yinlou?" The woman's faint voice came from nowhere.

Purple lightning cut through the sky, reflecting Xie Qingyao's bleak face.

The eighth aunt rubbed her eyes suddenly, stepped back, and stepped on the crockpot of burning paper money.

The screams came, and the eighth aunt's eyes straightened with fright, she crawled and ran outside, but the girl not far in front of her suddenly changed her appearance, becoming Mrs. Yongchang.

"Eighth younger siblings, telling lies will thunder." The **** Mrs. Yongchang smiled at her eighth aunt and took a step forward.

"Ah, don't come over, don't come over!"

Mrs. Yongchang came behind her eighth aunt almost instantly, putting her cold hands on her neck.

The eighth aunt soon felt unable to breathe, and her face became liver-colored.

"Let you lie, let you lie!" Mrs. Yong Chang said these words back and forth, "Lying will be thunderous."

There was a bang, lightning and thunder, as if they were blowing up beside Auntie eight, and she could even faintly smell the burnt smell of her hair.

The eighth aunt suddenly collapsed in reason and said loudly: "Let me go, I dare not, never dare anymore. We just want to let Xie Yinlou marry my maiden niece when the time comes. The property of the mansion is our final say. It's all thanks to the family, and the mansion should always give the tribe a sip of soup when eating meat..."

At the same time, the aunt said something similar: "If we don’t marry our daughter in, Yin Lou’s marriage relationship shouldn’t be a piece of fat to be remembered by his tribe? Anyway, Ying’er is his aunt’s cousin, left by the sister-in-law. Why is the dowry cheaper for others?"

"You're crazy, stop me!" Xie Qingyao's uncle rushed over and slapped her aunt with a loud slap.

The eighth uncle raised his foot and kicked to the eighth aunt: "idiot, are you mad?"

The rain was torrential outside the shed, but the dark clouds scattered at this time, and the earth returned to light.

Everyone in the shed looked ugly, and looked at the two women who were going crazy.

The eighth aunt and aunt trembled at the same time, and gradually regained consciousness.

"What's wrong with me?" The eighth aunt raised her hand to help her messy temples, and she felt a strand of curly hair. Her face was pale at the moment, and she vaguely remembered that she stepped on the paper money pot and splashed. The sparks scorched the scattered hair.

"You still have the face to ask, are you wicked?" Eighth Uncle roared angrily.

A sneer came, with a girl's unique crispness.

Xie Qingyao stared at these ghost-born people with no expression on his face. When everyone's eyes were attracted, he suddenly hid his face and cried: "It turns out that the aunt and the eighth aunt are not really thinking about your eldest brother. If your eldest brother really promised you to get married for seven miles , My parents will definitely not look down..."

The girl looked at her elder brother with grief: "Brother, don't you think?"

The eyes of Xie Yinlou looking at the crowd seemed to be frozen: "Yes, so if Rexiao Nei gets married, please don't mention it anymore."