Fast time travel: He made up for his mistakes in the plane

Moreover, the other party is still a maid
Mrs. Zhou was not very happy.

He opened the lid of the pot, stirred it with a spoon, sprinkled some salt in it, and said, "I don't think there's a rush for my brother's marriage. He's still young, so he can think about it more. Is the girl good? How will she do it?" It’s a job of serving people, and I’m talking about serving young ladies. Who knows if there is one?” She looked up and saw Zhou’s mother’s face changed, and continued, “Our Zhou family has always been an innocent family, and we would rather marry someone who knows everything. By the way, mother. , you said she was ready to get married just after she was redeemed? Why are you so anxious? "

Mother Zhou's face turned green.

Apparently he had some inside information in mind.

She gritted her teeth and showed a forced smile, "No, no way, it's because the girl is old and it's hard to find her."

Zhou curled her lips and said, "Who knows if it's because I'm older or because I'm pregnant."

Mother Zhou: "."

This is hard to hear.

But also reality.

She was hesitant and wanted to take a gamble, but in fact, it was difficult to find a wife with a skill that made money.

Mrs. Zhou comforted her, "Mom, why don't you take it easy for a while? My brother-in-law is going to take the exam soon, and it's only a matter of years. You also know that he is good at studying. What if he passes the exam? Now that I have become the eldest sister-in-law of a master who has done a great job in raising people, is my mother-in-law still afraid that I will not be able to find a good girl?"

Mother Zhou's eyes lit up, "Really?"

"Even if you don't care about my face, you should still worry about Dabao. If Dabao's biological uncle doesn't marry well, it will be embarrassing for him." Mrs. Zhou said.

With her words, Zhou's mother felt relieved.

"I'll go find a matchmaker when I get back."

Master Juren.
The second daughter burned some incense in her previous life to marry into the Song family.

It's a pity that her daughters are all married. Otherwise, by marrying Song Xiucai, she would become the mother-in-law of the juren master and a serious relative.

The whole family ascends to heaven!

Soon, the chicken soup is ready.

Mother Zhou's mouth was full of oil, and she once again regretted that this meal was such a waste.

It is getting colder and colder.

The cold wind was blowing.

Within a few days it started to rain and snow.

The ground was so wet that if you stepped on it, your shoes would be filled with mud.

Mrs. Zhou was sitting on the bed doing needlework.

She rubbed her hands. Even though the windows were closed and there was no wind coming in, the room couldn't get warm.

He reached out and touched Dabao's forehead. Dabao shivered from the cold.

"Fortunately, it didn't burn."

I don’t have a cough today, so I don’t need to take medicine.

She really didn't want to get out of bed and go to the kitchen to make medicine.

Counting the time, it will be the end of the month in two days, and it is time for my uncle to send money back.

The firewood at home is also going to be burned out.

When had she ever worried about this before?

The stove in the house is on, the water is boiling, and the eggs, sweet potatoes, and potatoes are roasting on the side. It is very comfortable to roast while eating.

This year, it’s particularly tight.

She was reluctant to spend her own money.

I regretted once again why I made the child sick in the first place.

How could she live such a life with her brother-in-law's five taels of silver?

A few more stitches.

It was really too cold, so she retracted her hands and feet under the quilt. Yu Pozi felt a little cold, and she became irritated again when she thought of boiling water.

Song Dabao looked at her pitifully, "Mom, I need to pee."

Zhou:.
It's annoying.

"Go down by yourself, hurry up, and come back up after you pee!"

She really didn't want to go down.

Song Dabao was only five years old, and no matter how fast he was, he was still a child who had not fully recovered from his illness. His legs were weak and he fell directly to the ground, causing his pants to get wet.

Mr. Zhou scolded him.

Changed pants again.After tucking him into the bed and covering him up, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a knock on the door.

Her heart skipped a beat.

He hurriedly walked over and opened the door.

In the snow, a tall man stood outside the yard, carrying a large bundle of firewood on his shoulders.

See the door open.

The man looked aside quickly.

The door of Tian's house next door was closed.

He was busy carrying firewood in.

Zhou bit her lip, "Why are you here?"

The man chuckled and said, "I thought your house might be short of firewood. I went to the mountains to get some some time ago, so I brought some over."

Zhou's heart felt warm, her eyes felt hot, and tears flowed down.

"Hey, why are you crying!"

The man hurriedly put down the firewood and hurriedly wiped her face.

Rough and strong fingers fell on her fair and delicate cheeks, which stung a little, but more of a different feeling.

Zhou's grievances during this period came to mind.

She couldn't help but threw herself into the man's arms and started to cry.

The man hugged her in a panic and comforted awkwardly: "What, what's wrong? Is it cold? It's okay, it's okay. I'll send a bundle of firewood over in a few days. I, I have a pheasant there, I, I'll go back and get it right now."

Zhou only shook his head.

Lying on the man's generous and hot chest, an impulse surged into my heart.

She put her feet up and kissed the man on the face.

The man was stunned.

Arms tighten.

Zhou felt like she had become a delicate morning glory in the field, suffocated by the vines on the roadside and about to break.

The cold wind is blowing outside, but the spring flowers are blooming inside.

afterwards.

The man was lying on the bed in the west wing with his arms around Ms. Zhou, squinting his eyes in contentment, "How about I marry you?"

Zhou didn't respond.

She lay on the man's heart, eyes closed, as if asleep.

But the man knew she didn't.

Sighing, "We can't keep doing this. If someone finds out, I'm not too young anymore."

Zhou bit her lip, "If you don't want to, don't come again."

Her eyes were red.

The man looked up at the bed tent above his head and said, "Liniang, you have to think more about me. I am 25 and I have nothing at my knees. There are three kinds of unfilial piety. The greatest is not having children. If you don't want me, I will do the same for me." Mom, please think more about it.”

Tears streamed down Zhou's eyes. She turned her back to the man and said bitterly, "You stinky men won't cherish it anymore when you get it. I should have known it. I should have known it."

She was out of breath from crying.

The man helplessly took her into his arms and tried to comfort her. After she stopped crying, he said again, "Liniang, it's wrong for us to do this. If someone finds out, if you also have me in your heart, you can do it." I, I promise to be good to you." After a pause, he added, "If you can't bear to leave your son, you can take him over, and I will definitely treat him as my own son."

"I really like you"

"Our matter is settled. If Song Xiucai finds out, do you think the Song family can tolerate you?"

Zhou raised her head and looked at him with tearful eyes, in disbelief, "What do you mean?"

"I don't mean anything." The man lowered his head and kissed her, "Liniang, I won't tell Song Xiucai, but when I come to your house, even though I come every time on the pretext of delivering firewood, I can't guarantee that no one in the village will think nonsense. .”

"Liniang, I know you can't let go of Ayuan, but he is dead. He and I are good brothers. When Ayuan came home, he asked me to take good care of you. Liniang, I want to take care of you."

The kind that makes sense.

Mrs. Zhou lowered her head, "I-please let me think about it. I want to think about it again."

"Okay, think about it carefully."