The most beautiful daughter-in-law of space peasant women, Shanlihan

Chapter 337
There are three tables for the banquet today, one table for the young and old of the Qin family, one table for women and children, and one table for close friends.

Although this grandparent wanted to invite the whole village and tell everyone, but after all, he didn't want to be too high-profile, so he only invited the Chen family and neighbors.

"Oh, look at this water spirit, how festive and lovely."

"That's right, you didn't look at the appearance of the parents, the baby you gave birth to will not be bad."

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Everyone was chattering and full of praise for the little doll. From Lin Qiaoyun's point of view, the newborn baby was dark and wrinkled, and its appearance had not yet unfolded.It's just that the big guy's wishes for the baby are sincere.

After the cute baby sat in the sun for a while, Mrs. Wang took her back to the house and gave it to Mrs. Tian to nurse.After going through hell, Tian still has to stay in confinement, her little face is still white, but holding her baby in her arms, the corners of her eyes and brows are almost overflowing with happiness.

Watching Wang's cat leaning down and washing the baby's ass, Tian's leaning on the bed, a feeling of warmth rose in her heart, "Mother, this time I made you worry." The sister-in-law said that the old lady tried her best to protect their mother and did not abandon her, which was enough to move her to tears.

Mrs. Wang wrapped the baby with a cloth towel, turned around and hugged it to Mrs. Tian, ​​looking at her face like a small white flower, and patted her hands, she became a little more intimate, "Who doesn't worry about your mother, you only get it when you are four or three years old." One son, you are a hero of the Qin family. Mother used to not treat you close, but she will give it all to this child in the future. His master said, the child is named, the word Fu, Qin Fu. "

"Qin Fu..." Tian murmured, looking down at the little man in his arms.Qin Fu, blessed by good fortune, is the most heartfelt blessing from the elders.She thought of the ups and downs of her first half of her life, the hard struggle in the wind and dust, and the years spent living in the mountains. Now she has a husband and son, a roof tile to cover her head, and a home. middle.

At the wedding banquet, the old man Qin drank too much, hugged the wine jar cheerfully, and said directly to the lintel of Guangyao, "This baby came at the right time. The mountain was filled with sand, and he fell to the ground. This is a gift from God."

"Yeah, it's been raining for so many days, tell this baby to stop, you must have great blessings in the future." The sun in the courtyard is just right, and the lotus leaves in the pond are stretched, reflecting the sun and shining smoothly, and the continuous cloudy sky is relaxing. Sunny, like a pair of skillful hands erasing the haze in my heart.

Lin Qiaoyun is the elder sister-in-law, she sits at the same table with the old and the young according to seniority, during the dinner toast to the master and wife, the joy on her face is unstoppable.

I don't know who started it later, chewing on the sand-reinforced gossip, "The Ning family committed a crime. They took the lives of the villagers as a joke, and they deserve retribution."

"Isn't that right? Nothing happened in the past few hundred years. This incident will scare me to death. If the Ning family is allowed to cover it up for a few more days, the big guy will really have to finish his game."

The Ning family was originally a rich family with a scholarly family, and was respected by everyone in the village, but years ago, the Qin family had trouble with it, and they were labeled as low-spirited, and now they are disregarding human lives, and the villagers have many complaints in their hearts.

The neighbor's Uncle coughed twice, and sighed in an old voice, "No matter how much we scold him, he should still be in that position. The old people of this generation are half buried in the ground, and they don't want to make an ugly boy." Mao, this matter can be regarded as being covered up."

This sigh made everyone's hearts sink, and no one spoke for a while.

Ning Fu is no longer a thing, and the old people don't dismiss him, he is still as stable as Mount Tai.

(End of this chapter)