The script of the control group was torn up by hand, and the female supporting role of the era awake

Han Yiming took out Tong Anyang's piece, folded it carefully, and put it neatly into the bag with his own.

He took a deep look at Tong Anyang and said with a smile: "Tong educated youth, that's not right. Wife, please give me some advice in the future!"

"As you know, all the women in our village who call themselves wives are daughters-in-law. I have to get acquainted with them in advance..."

Tong Anyang chuckled and nodded.

Seeing that she had no other expression, Han Yiming's eyes flashed with disappointment.

"Daughter-in-law, let's go, everyone is still waiting for us to have a banquet!" He stepped into the car and said with a smile.

After Tong Anyang hesitated, he still held his shoulders and jumped onto the car seat.

It's only a little high, but for her who is used to old arms and legs, it's an exciting exercise.

The Han family's banquet was indeed good, much better than the Rong family's wedding the night before.

There is a solid plate of braised pork on every table. In other meat dishes, you can see shreds or slices of meat instead of just a few minced meat.

Everyone brought eggs, pillow towels, pastries, noodles, brown sugar and other things to accompany them as gifts, as well as Han Yiming's friends.

The things these young men sell are not simple. Malted milk, various cans, tea, candies, cakes, cigarettes or wine, etc., are all quite decent gifts.

Everyone couldn't help but envy: "Yi Ming is very capable, and everyone I know is also capable. He is really generous in his actions..."

"It's a pity that our daughter is not as good as an educated youth..."

There are people in the yard who register gifts and sing rituals, and Tong Anyang can hear them clearly even if he is in the house.

A group of girls and sisters-in-law were in the room, chatting with her.

Moreover, the Han family was afraid that she would be offended, so they chose the ones who were most likely to happen and had a good relationship with the Han family.

It wasn't long before they started talking about eating.

"Now that it's dawn, many small businessmen and vendors are out and about... In the past, the markets were all about things produced on our farmers' land, or some knitted gadgets... Now there are many reselling..."

"Isn't there a school in the village where my sister-in-law married? The children in the commune go to elementary school and junior high school there... She steams steamed buns and steamed buns to sell... Think about it, the children are hungry when school is over, sniff Can you still walk when you smell the smell of steamed buns and steamed buns? Why don't you obediently take out the money in your pocket to buy them?"

"My sister-in-law can earn one or two yuan a day. In a month, she can earn more than workers in the city..."

Everyone became interested after hearing this, "Others see her making money, so don't they follow suit?"

The young daughter-in-law nodded: "That's not true, but my sister-in-law's craftsmanship is good, and the steamed buns and steamed buns are genuine and not expensive. She just earns a hard fee... It takes one or two hundred to earn this kind of money..."

Tong Anyang was a little moved after hearing this.

There is no way she has been setting up a stall for more than [-] years, what kind of food has she not cooked?
She just works hard, can never be idle all her life, and has an inexplicable obsession with money.

She listened quietly, gathering as much information as she could.

For example, they mentioned the rules of the time and place of going to the market, what people at the market sell, and the prices and profits.

These women are very good at gossiping, and Tong Anyang can get accurate and useful information almost without asking.

The sisters-in-law of the Han family would bring melons and fruits for everyone to eat, and new dishes the next. Their thoughtfulness made the eldest girls and young wives in the house even more devoted to talking to Tong Anyang. , I wish I could keep talking.

The guys didn't disperse until about two o'clock in the afternoon.

Han Yiming drank a little too much, but he still stayed awake.

Being carried to the new house by his eldest brother, he muttered: "Brother, I told you, you have to look at me carefully." "I made a mistake once, but I can't do it again...if not Today I am happy to make an exception for drinking, I want to quit drinking..."

"If you give me nieces and nephews from now on, I won't even drink..."

Tong Anyang hurriedly opened the door when he heard the noise.

Brother Han called his sixth younger brother and sister with a simple and honest smile. Without daring to look at her, he pushed Han Yiming towards the door.

Han Yiming rushed towards Tong Anyang with a silly smile, hugged Tong Anyang's waist tightly, and rubbed his head against her shoulder, "One net, one small goldfish, two nets, two small goldfishes, three nets, a fragrant fish." The big goldfish..."

Tong Anyang was stiff all over, but Brother Han had already strode away.

"You get up first," she whispered, "you hug me too tightly."

Han Yiming shook his head, "No, it will run away if it is loose... How can this goldfish talk? Is it a mermaid?"

He approached Tong Anyang with wide eyes, "Girl, you are so good-looking, like my sweetheart... but she doesn't like me..."

Tong Anyang was stunned for a moment, then closed the door and slowly led him into the house.

Their house is a very ordinary thatched house, but it is kept relatively clean.

There is a small compartment after entering the door. It was originally filled with sundries, but now it contains a double-door wardrobe, a chest of drawers, and a shelf for various items.

The back room is separated by festive floral curtains. There is a large solid wood bed. Opposite the bed, there is a desk and chair under the window, and next to it are three wooden boxes.

Now that all the mats in the house have been removed, they only have two chairs to sit on.

As soon as he reached the chair, Han Yiming sat down, and Tong Anyang, who was holding him, was embedded in his arms.

Where has Tong Anyang ever been held so tightly in someone's arms?

She didn't dare to move, but the man was probing and sniffing everywhere like a big dog.

She took a deep breath, her face glowing with warmth.

This young man has a really good figure. The muscles on his arms, chest and even thighs are strong, giving him a sense of security.

"Han Yiming, who is your sweetheart?"

Han Yiming glanced at her doubtfully, "You're stupid, I'm not just a casual person, the one I can hold must be my sweetheart..."

Tong Anyang clenched his fists and continued to ask: "Do you really disdain the quota of workers, peasants and soldiers college students?"

Han Yiming smiled: "You need it more than me. I don't want to see you working in the fields so tired... and you won't let others help..."

"But," he said dejectedly, "I seem to have done bad things with good intentions, and I almost lost you..."

Tong Anyang almost burst into tears.

That's it, she never knew it was like this.

She pinched her palms hard, "If I didn't agree to your marriage, would you be willing to be arrested?"

Han Yiming nodded, "If it's wrong, it's wrong. Anyang doesn't like me, so you can't force her to marry me..."

"Fool, why are you so stupid? Since you like it, why don't you fight for it? What if she agrees?" Tong Anyang couldn't help but shed tears.

She originally felt guilty about the Han family, but she didn't expect that Han Yiming actually liked her and was willing to take the trouble!