Farmhouse blessed wife is charming and beautiful

Chapter 227 227: I have to give Alan a wedding gift (3000 words)
Although Yang Chunhua's words were not pleasant to listen to, Jun Wulan was happy when he heard them.

Apart from him, Luoer and Uncle Liang, Qingcheng finally has relatives again.

Jun Wulan smiled and said: "I assure you, I will treat Qingcheng well for the rest of my life."

"Better so."

Shen Qingcheng looked back and forth between the two men, feeling extremely moved.

When Jun Wulan finished speaking with Yang Chunhua, she said to Yang Wan and his wife, "Godfather, godmother, I'll come to help early tomorrow morning."

Shen Qingcheng was going to do business again, and she was going to work in a restaurant. It was hard to take a rest for a day, but Yang Lushi hurriedly refused: "No, your godfather and I have hired more than a dozen people to help. There are enough people. The birthday banquet will be held in the afternoon Held, tomorrow you have a good sleep and rest at home, just come and meet your relatives for dinner before Shen Shi."

"Godmother, I'm not tired. I'll come and help cook tomorrow. The food I cook tastes good. The folks are satisfied with the food. Godfather and Godmother have face."

"Tomorrow, I will come to help early in the morning."

After the couple said so, Yang Lushi had no choice but to nod.

Yang Lushi said: "Then come over to have breakfast early in the morning and call Brother Liang and that girl Xiao Luo. There are many children in the yard tomorrow, let Xiao Luo play with them."

"Ah."

When the couple left the Yang family, the sky was already pitch black, with only a little reflection of snow.

He took a lantern at Yang's house, and he could only drive by the light of the lantern.

Jun Wulan parked the carriage at Wang Fugen's house, and she and Shen Qingcheng returned home with a full load of things they bought today.

"Grandpa Liang, why haven't father and mother come back yet? It's getting dark."

In the small mud courtyard outside the village, the grandfather and grandson were already waiting desperately.

The door of the main house was open, Jun Yiluo sat in the fire barrel, stretched his neck and looked out the door.

Mo Liang sat beside him, with a bowl of flour batter beside him, and a sewing basket on his lap. Inside the sewing basket were some rags cut into the shape of shoe soles. He was using the batter to layer the rags. Paste on bamboo shoot shell leaves.

"Xiao Luo, wait a little longer. Your father is going to take your mother to buy things for the wedding today. It's normal to come back later."

Jun Yiluo looked away from the door, turned his head and stared at Mo Liang with bright eyes.

"Grandpa Liang, my father and mother held a make-up wedding, so will I have a younger brother soon?"

"It should be like this."

Thinking that Jun Wulan and Shen Qingcheng have been sleeping together for so long, Shen Qingcheng's stomach has not moved at all, he can't help but start to wonder if Jun Wulan is not enlightened in that aspect, and doesn't know how to do it.

It seemed that he had to give Ah Lan a wedding present.

"Great, I'm going to be a sister."

When Jun Yiluo was clapping his hands and applauding, the yard door creaked.

Mo Liang stopped what he was doing: "Xiao Luo, your parents are back."

The yard was pitch black, and he was afraid that Jun Wulan and Shen Qingcheng would not be able to see the way, so he put the layered laminated bottoms in his hand into the sewing basket, and then held the oil lamp in one hand and held the hand in the other. Let Jun Yiluo go to the yard to illuminate the young couple.

Shen Qingcheng saw the light flickering at the door, looked over, and smiled slightly: "Uncle Liang, Luo'er, we are back."

"Mother, father."

Jun Yiluo immediately let go of Mo Liang's hand, and flew into Shen Qingcheng's arms like a cheerful bird.

"Mother, are you tired today?"

"Not tired."

Shen Qingcheng held the red satin with one hand, reached into her bosom with the other hand, took a small gadget from her bosom, and handed it to Jun Yiluo.

"Mother, what is this?"

The little girl took the thing and looked left and right, but didn't recognize what it was.

Shen Qingcheng said: "Luo'er, put this thing in your mouth and blow it gently."

It was a whistle carved out of wood, and it was very delicately made. Shen Qingcheng saw it at a small stall in Xiliang County, and after asking the price, she thought it was suitable and bought it.

After listening to Shen Qingcheng's words, Jun Yiluo put the mouth of the wooden whistle in his mouth, and blew lightly with his mouth in his mouth, a clear and loud sound broke the tranquility of the small courtyard.

"Mother, this thing can blow, and the sound is very nice."

The little girl found it very strange and liked the wooden whistle very much.

Shen Qingcheng took her hand into the room.

"It's called a whistle."

"Thank you, mother."

Jun Wulan carried the pig's head into the kitchen, while Mo Liang watched from the side.

"Why don't you buy meat if you have money? Half of the pig's head and bones are used to buy it. It's not worth it."

Jun Wulan said: "Qingcheng said that pork head meat is delicious."

"Then I don't think so."

"Pig heads are nearly half cheaper than pork. Even if half of the bones are taken up, it is not a loss to buy pig heads."

Seeing that he tried his best to defend Shen Qingcheng, Mo Liang smiled and said, "Anyway, everything your wife says is right."

"Correct."

Mo Liang smiled even more, and when he turned to leave the kitchen, he reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "It's kind of like your father doting on your mother back then."

Jun Wulan: "."

"There is hot water in the big iron pot, hurry up and get some hot water to soak your daughter-in-law's feet, you won't be back until midnight, don't get cold."

Shen Qingcheng entered the main room, and saw the layered laminated bottoms in the sewing basket and the batter on the chair next to the fire barrel, she stared at Jun in shock.

"Luo'er, is this made by Grandpa Liang?"

"Ah."

Jun Yiluo nodded heavily.

Shen Qingcheng heard footsteps, followed the sound and looked towards the door, and saw Mo Liang striding in.

She asked in surprise: "Uncle Liang, so you can make thousands of layers of bottom."

"Yes."

Mo Liang walked to the fire barrel, picked up the thousand-ply bottoms in the sewing basket, and said, "I only know what size shoes A Lan wears. These thousand-ply bottoms are for A Lan. Later, take a straw Measure your feet, and I'll be yours tomorrow."

Seeing Mo Liang skillfully put away the sewing basket and the batter, the corners of Shen Qingcheng's mouth twitched.

She didn't know how to make shoes and clothes before, and she even asked the sister-in-law of the Li family in Dawan Village next door for advice. If she knew that Uncle Liang could do it, she wouldn't bother the sister-in-law of the Li family.

"I also asked the Li family's sister-in-law in Dawan Village how to make a layered bottom and how to make clothes. If I know that you are an expert, Uncle Liang, I will directly ask you for advice."

Mo Liang said: "I'm not an expert, but I learned some sewing and mending with A Lan a few years ago, so don't praise me too much."

"Uncle Liang, you are the best in my eyes."

He can work in the kitchen, he can be a shrew, he can take care of children, and he doesn't even need to do needlework. Isn't he the best uncle.

"Don't flatter me, I didn't reward you if you flattered me."

Seeing that Jun Wulan had already entered the room with hot water, Mo Liang hugged Jun Yiluo very discerningly.

"It's getting late, Luo'er, go back to bed with grandpa."

"Mother has a sweet dream, Dad has a sweet dream."

Jun Yiluo also yawned very perceptively, and then limp and sleepy on Mo Liang's shoulder.

When crossing the threshold, Mo Liang thought about making clothes, so he turned to Shen Qingcheng and said, "Qingcheng, you can only make your and A Lan's wedding clothes during this time, and I will make the clothes and shoes for the New Year."

"Uncle Liang, after making a few sets of clothes and shoes, will it hurt your eyes too much?"

Mo Liang said: "My eyes are very good, don't worry so much, and prepare for Xifu to be your bride."

After the grandfather and grandson left, Shen Qingcheng and Jun Wulan soaked their feet in hot water together.

Now soaking feet in hot water with Jun Wulan, Shen Qingcheng no longer feels embarrassed, but rather warm.

Because they were going to help Yang's family early the next morning, after soaking their feet, the couple took off their clothes and went to bed.

It was another good night's dream, Shen Qingcheng opened her eyes, it was dawn.

Knowing that she would wake up now, Jun Wulan brought hot water for washing to the main room, and then helped Shen Qingcheng find clothes.

When Shen Qingcheng was fully dressed and finished washing, he took Shen Qingcheng's hand and walked to the dressing table, and pressed Shen Qingcheng's shoulder to make Shen Qingcheng sit down in front of the dressing table.

"Qingcheng, what kind of bun do you want to wear today?"

Shen Qingcheng said: "I have something to do today, let's do something simple."

According to her request, Jun Wulan gently combed her hair with a comb, and the jet-black hair ran through his rough fingers.

After a while, a beautiful spirit snake bun was done.

Shen Qingcheng's melon-seeded face is very suitable for this kind of snake bun.

Looking at Shen Qingcheng in the bronze mirror, Jun Wulan was stunned for a while.

Sure enough, the green orange with a woman's bun is even more beautiful.

Shen Qingcheng turned her head and found that he had been staring at herself in the bronze mirror, and asked a little nervously: "Brother Jun, is it not good-looking, or how about braiding it?"

"cough."

Jun Wulan's wheat-colored skin was slightly flushed, and she coughed lightly and said, "It's very beautiful."

It was only then that Shen Qingcheng realized that he had just stared blankly at himself, and then blushed, got up and strode out, turning his back to Jun Wulan as he walked, and shyly said: "Did Luo'er get up with Uncle Liang? It's already bright, and we have to hurry to help our mother's family."

Jun Wulan said: "Luo'er is still in bed, I have greeted Uncle Liang, let him take Luo'er to Yang's house later, we two go first."

"it is good."

When the couple arrived at Yang's house, the yard of Yang's house was already very lively.

The village head, Wang Fugui, took two young men to clear the snow in the yard, Wang Fugen and a young man to chop firewood, Wang Zhao's sister-in-law and three women squatted at the door of the kitchen to clean vegetables, and several other people were in charge of cleaning the vegetables. The village borrows tables, chairs, benches and bowls and chopsticks.

Seeing that everyone was busy, Shen Qingcheng turned her gaze, and said a little embarrassedly: "Sister-in-law Lanqing, sister-in-law Chunxiang, everyone has already started to work, sorry, we are late."

The people in the yard heard the movement and looked towards the door by coincidence, and saw Shen Qingcheng and Jun Wulan walking side by side, a few working women looked at the young couple and smiled, and several other young unmarried young people saw Shen Qingcheng and Jun Wulan walking side by side. The appearance of the logo suddenly showed amazement in his eyes, and he envied Jun Wulan in his heart.

I didn't expect that the eldest daughter of the Shen family looked so iconic when she was tidied up. This exile is really lucky. After being exiled to Xiliang County, he can still marry such a beautiful wife.

　Uncle Liang wants to do something big
　　
　
(End of this chapter)