Generational Marriage

It's chirping, the evening breeze is cool.

Wu Xiang opened the door gently and looked at Lu Yan, who was sitting under the lamp reading a book, and said, "I'm reading again? I said you want to do this all the time? No one who is going to take the exam soon is like you. "

Lu Yan looked up at him quietly for a moment, then let out a sigh of relief, "I'm not as smart as you. If I don't work hard, can I beat you?"

Wu Xiang stopped and laughed: "We are not taking exams at the same time, so how do we count? Read three years longer than me, even if you win me in the end, do you think it is fair?"

Lu Yan said indifferently: "There are high and low talents, and there is no fairness. Life is still very long.

I'm in no hurry. Even if you win the top pick, don't think you will win me. There will be a future. "

Wu Xiang stood there for a moment, and laughed: "Yes, the days are still long." Then he put a few plain white mochi in front of him: "Wake up to you! Be careful to look at your eyes. I won’t be able to see clearly in the future!"

Lu Yan smiled slightly, took the jasmine in his hand, looked at the light for a moment, got up and took an empty teacup and filled it with fresh water: "I remember that there is only one place where jasmine is grown in this station. Who helped you pinch?"

Wu Bao lay down on his bed and said lazily, "My cousin and four younger sisters." After being quiet for a while, he suddenly laughed, "Lu Erlang, you are very lucky. Good luck. ."

Lu Yan slowly turned around to look at him: "What?"

Wu Xiang's eyes were fixed on the blue-gray tent of the post station: "I said, you are very lucky to be married to the fourth sister, luck is really good. I always thought that you are matching Lin Wu or Lin Liu. It turned out to be true. It was beyond my expectation. There are not many people who can tell me about tea, and I know how to manage the accounts and do business, so I don’t know how the fourth sister gave birth. If she is a man, she would be more temperamental.” Maybe both of me will give in. Home. "

Lu Yan pursed his lips slightly: "I am very lucky."

Wu Xiang got up and patted him on the shoulder, then turned and walked out: "If you want to surpass me, you have to work harder!"

The typical Wu Xiang-style arrogance.

Lu Yan silently looked at the jasmine flowers in the teacup. After a long time, he firmly stretched out his hand and continued to read the book.

Wu's funeral was extremely lively, and the bright heads of the monks in the courtyard chanting sutras dazzled people's eyes. Tao Fengtang, who wears sackcloth and filial piety, always reports to Master Wu and others: "Buddhas are done for forty-nine days. Shoumu is made of Nanmu, and the cemetery is also good..." In a word, he walked to the Wu family and said, Tao The family tried their best to bury the Wu family.

Lin Jinyin was very thin, and said to the Yang family: "The specific figures were only known at the end. Because the mother-in-law had ordered, the burial objects should not be too thick. It is roughly estimated that the cemetery, life materials, Buddhist events, and burial objects should not be huā. Around 70,000 Guans."

Yang and others all said that the funeral was done decently. Second Mrs. Wu sighed with tears again: "My aunt knew she was not well, so she was busy sending Feng Xiang out at the beginning of the year. I have never seen someone more considerate and better than her. It's planned."

These words were unanimously approved by the Wu family's female relatives, and they began to praise Wu's family" and then there was another burst of tears.

Lin Jinyin lightly breathed a sigh of relief. Massive burials are common practice, marriage is about wealth, and many of the family go bankrupt. The Tao family "marries women and children, even two daughters, and funerals within two years. The cost is really amazing.

This is still a wealthy family, with early savings." Otherwise, I'm afraid I can't support it.

It is the mother and daughter, the brothers and sisters, the feeling of Dow is completely different from that of Yang and the others. He took a breath at first when he heard that, but he couldn't express anything in public, so he had to caress Lin Jinyin's arm and cry. : "Why are you thin like this?"

Lin Jinyin smiled extremely tiredly, saying nothing. The mother-in-law is gone. "She is the eldest daughter-in-law, and the family is old, young and young. She is the only woman who manages the back house and takes care of them." She is also responsible for welcoming and sending the family members. You have to kneel down and worship "Can you not be thin?"

Lin Jinrong didn't have any nonsense. He took the Badger Lang directly from the nanny's arms, sniffed the familiar milk scent in her arms and kissed him twice, then asked Lin Jinyin: "I'm here to help. Yes, if there is anything to do, my sister just tell me.” This is the main purpose of her coming to Qingzhou.

Dow has never experienced a funeral, nor has he ever carried a burden like Lin Jinyin. I don't know, or have not personally experienced how difficult it is. Lin Jinrong clearly remembered that Grandpa Lu was gone that year, and the Lu family invited a thousand monks to do Buddhist services for a full 100 days. For the Buddhist services alone, they sold 100,000 yuan, let alone other expenses. . After that, the Lu family began to decline.

At that time, the old lady Lu couldn't afford to fall ill. The female relatives of the Lu family had to take care of the patients, and they had to greet all kinds of family members who came to condolences and the autumn wind to eat and drink. She had to go to the spirit to show her filial piety. . After being tossed for a whole hundred days and finally out of the funeral, even if she is as strong as the Song family, she has been tossed to lose a lot of weight, not to mention that Lin Yuzhen and Tu family fell on the bed and did not get up. It took nearly half a month to count. After a long time, she still feels drifting when she walks. As long as she has tasted it once, she doesn't want to taste it again.

Lin Jinrong's wish is good, but Lin Jinyin really didn't dare to let her take care of things casually, so he gave her a task at the moment: "Take good care of Badger Lang for me.

I am most concerned about him. "It seems that Lin Jinrong will not refuse, so Lin Jinyin said in one breath, "Badger Lang is a bit bad these days, and I don't know if I am too busy to care about him." The nursing mother takes care of her very carefully, but she still has to be stared at."

Lin Jinrong’s arms suddenly weighed too much. She actually knew about the child raising children and coaxing children, but she smiled with difficulty, and put Badger Lang into Dow’s arms: "I won’t. It’s difficult. Let’s change it to something simple. For example, you let me take care of the kitchen or things, and entertain distant customers. Otherwise, it’s the same if you let me do some chores for you."

Young girls like to tease children, but they are afraid that taking care of them is normal. Lin Jinyin and Dow didn’t take care of them. Dow took a big deal: "Okay, Badger Lang will follow his grandmother. Be good."

The Badger Lang, who was passed twice in a short time, narrowed his mouth and looked at the strangers in the room. He cried loudly. Lin Jinyin hurriedly took him over, held him in his arms and comforted him softly. Crying, lying in Lin Jinyin's arms, quietly holding her little hand with tears, and looking at the others curiously.

Lin Jinrong looked at Lin Jinyin's mother and son silently for a moment, then turned around and quietly walked forward along the path, when he saw the lychee and quickly followed out.

There were fewer and fewer girls in the yard. Lychees grabbed Lin Jinrong's sleeve and said, "Girl, why did you get here?"

Lin Jinrong looked up, only to realize that he had come to the front of Wu's house unknowingly. Seeing the lychee a little scared, I couldn’t help but smile and said, “What are you afraid of? Mrs. Uncle is a wonderful person.” After Yan walked to the door and prepared to give a salute, he saw that the door of the house was vacant, as if inside. There is a sound.

Usually when the owner of the house is gone, the house will be locked up and left to be cleaned up in the future. In such a situation, it is very likely that people with dirty hands and feet are caught in troubled waters. Lin Jinrong and Lychee looked at each other, took a step back, and boldly shouted, "Who is inside?"

, "Is it the 囡囡? Come in." Tao Shunqin's voice came from the room.

Lin Jinrong breathed a sigh of relief and opened the door to go in: "Uncle." At this time, the sky was approaching dusk, and the afterglow of the setting sun was shining in from the window. The room was half hazy and half gloomy. Tao Shunqin sat alone in front of the photo booth, staring blankly at the bronze mirror Wu used during his lifetime, and said in a low voice, "A group of people, just ask how much money was spent on the funeral. I don't want to listen."

Lin Jinrong did not answer, but went to sit on the soft couch in front of the window and listened to him quietly.

In her opinion, everyone in the Wu family may not be unhappy, but the world is like that. Since people are dead, they must be more concerned about the aftermath. Tao Shunqin did not necessarily understand this truth, but it was because the pain of losing his wife was too heavy. He only needs someone to listen, not to persuade him.

"You don't know, 囡囡, what did your aunt look like a few days ago, and how many sins you have suffered. I still remember it, wanting to give Feng Juxiang's wife, and worrying 〖I〗 I sometimes look at her so uncomfortable. I can’t help but think that she would get rid of it sooner. But the thought of me alone makes me more uncomfortable. What if the funeral money is more? I want her to live with the money.”

"My daughter, your aunt is such a good man, I really cherish good fortune"

The sky gradually dimmed, and the old and the young in the room remained as they were before. The old said in a flat tone, and the young listened quietly, motionless. Somehow, the lychee suddenly felt a little hairy, and didn't dare to interrupt, so she asked Lin Jinrong in a low voice, "Girl, do you want to hold the lamp? It's been a while since I've been out, I'm afraid my wife is looking for it."

Tao Shunqin seemed to wake up from a dream. He touched the scythe from the illuminator, lit the candlestick, and looked back at Lin Jinrong and said kindly, "Go, uncle is fine."

Lin Jinrong also stood up and said in a low voice, "Uncle and aunt are also reluctant to part with you. She must hope that we all cross the line the better."

Tao Shunqin smiled miserably, and raised his voice: "Forgot to ask your shop's business? If you knew that the court would let go of these fragrant medicines, you should buy more wood and cloves."

Lin Jinrong's heart trembled, and he lowered his eyes and said, "I'm lucky enough to maintain the store's business."

"It's good to be content. I'll get better in the future." Tao Shunqin was silent for a moment, and said, "Nanny, thanks to you, my uncle has made a lot of money, otherwise it's just the big things in the family, plus mine. , And Feng Ju’s marriage, you have to make your big cousin die hard."

Lin Jinrong's heart was warm, and she looked at Tao Shunqin and said softly, "Uncle, that was just a coincidence. What I can do is too little compared to what you do. I just hope you can live a good life. Sister alone. I’m too busy, let me help with some trivial things, and it’s my heart."

Tao Shunqin said gently and honestly, "Okay."

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