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Chapter 82 Do You Want To Marry?
Chapter 82 Do You Want To Marry?
This time, the stove party banquet was only held in the backyard of the county magistrate's mansion.
Although many male guests arrived, they were all juniors, not enough for the county magistrate to open the lobby to entertain them.
There are a total of nine tables, three male guests are seated, and the remaining six tables are all female relatives. Er Fatty has a very cheeky face and put together a table with Sanskrit. Who told him that he is not yet seven years old?
Sanskrit led him with a smile, and the other female relatives would not say anything, firstly, secondly, fat and young, secondly, who would dare to stop him if he wanted to sit here?Captain Zhang Xian is not a vegetarian.
Although Zhang Wenqing didn't follow Zhang Xianwei's domineering temper, Er Fatty didn't let go at all, except that he was a well-behaved man when he was practicing calligraphy and reading, and he didn't suffer at all when he was out of the ordinary, and he didn't treat other female relatives as his own. thing.
As soon as the first plate of glutinous rice and lotus root came to the table, he immediately brought it to Fanyin, "Sister Huailiu loves this dish the most!"
Sanskrit flicked his little head dumbfounded, and Er Pang just smiled, showing no sign of embarrassment...
Although the table of female relatives did not show dissatisfaction or displeasure on the face, they could whisper and talk about their girlfriends, and only isolated Sanskrit and Erpang.
Sanskrit touched her face, isn't she like a girl?
Except that her hair is a little shorter and her figure is a little thinner, she doesn't know how to embroider and tailor clothes, and she doesn't know how to make wine to serve her ancestors, but she really doesn't know the first two. When it comes to serving her ancestors, she must have a family to honor her!
Although there is only one father, isn't she just looking after him now?Even father's students are taken care of, she is still a very virtuous woman.
Sanskrit fanned herself so secretly, she really didn't bother to compare with those female relatives, now she just waited to eat two mouthfuls after the meal and went home, she didn't care about the engagement or not, even if she asked her superiors, she would refuse them all.
You're only 11 years old, what kind of marriage do you want?Dad hasn't continued the string yet, so it's not her turn...
Sanskrit thought very well, took a piece of glutinous rice lotus root and ate it seriously. The food was served, and everyone was hungry because it was late. Mrs. Fang didn't have a lengthy opening speech, so she let everyone eat and drink alone before talking.
Sanskrit ate slowly and quickly, and Er Fatty only rushed to the meat and vegetables without any hesitation, and even said that eating more meat can resist the cold.
Zhang Wenqing put down his chopsticks without taking a few bites, because not only Fang Jingzhi was sitting at his table, but Wang Lu from Qin County was also sitting there.
Wang Lu's face was full of smiles, but the taste of that smile was very obscene.
"Brother, Qingcheng County is a good place, many times better than our Qin County!" Wang Lu's flattery made Fang Jingzhi nod repeatedly, "Thank you very much."
"I don't know what's interesting here?"
"Fuling Temple, Qingxi Mountain, Liangyun Temple..."
"No, no, it's that kind of place to have fun." Wang Lu frowned and smiled with big teeth: "You understand."
Fang Jingzhi was stunned, "What I just said was just for fun..."
"Why do you play riddles like this?" Wang Lu raised his head and clicked his mouth, "Poems, books, wine and tea, romantic, isn't Mr. Fang not so elegant?"
"Shut up, and get out if you talk again!" Zhang Wenqing frowned, the thick calluses on his fist made Wang Lu tremble, and waved his hands repeatedly to beg for forgiveness: "My fault, my fault, it's not my fellow traveler... ..."
Fang Jingzhi reacted and couldn't help laughing bitterly, "What?"
"It's not a thing." Fang Jingzhi was amused by Zhang Wenqing's reply, "Brother Zhang is willing to hurt people with words now."
Zhang Wenqing didn't answer, but looked at Sanskrit at the next table. She was wiping the oil stains on Er Fatty's neck, and the appearance of wiping and cursing was very attractive...
"What are you looking at?" Fang Jingzhi followed his gaze, Zhang Wenqing hurriedly shook his head, "It's nothing, just drink."
Fang Jingzhi also raised his glass, and the two drank a bottle together before continuing to eat.
Wang Zhilu drank to himself, almost everyone at the table clings to Fang Jingzhi and Zhang Wenqing, and no one pays attention to him at all.
It's not because Fang Jingzhi and Zhang Wenqing's personalities are so noble, but because Wang Lu is really worthless. Qin County is a poor county. Qingcheng County has vigorously assisted in the rescue of the victims, and the food, oil, salt and money are also paid there. Who is willing to take care of such a poor land?
Although everyone understands in their hearts that the so-called rich abbot of the poor temple, the county magistrate may not be short of money if he wears torn patches, but this kind of place is like a wild bird with its mouth wide open, just waiting for someone to poke its head. Then he took a bite.
So as far as you can hide, no one is kind enough to be willing to cut meat and raise wolves.
The banquet was nearly half finished, and Wen Xiyun came slowly from the small courtyard. When he saw Mrs. Fang, he smiled and apologized, "I just fell asleep after taking a short break. The stove meeting is late. Auntie, don't blame me for being rude!"
Mrs. Fang has sent people to invite her several times. Wen Xiyun said that she was resting in Xiaomei, but she was actually discussing with Qian's mother what to do.
"Since we're here, let's sit down and have something to eat. The food is still slightly cold. Do you want to ask the cook to heat it up for you?" Although Madam Fang was also dissatisfied, she still had to live with her face.
Wen Xiyun looked around and said, "Make me another bowl of noodles. My mouth is dry after the stove has been burning for a long time. Remember to use shredded bamboo shoots and melons. By the way, isn't Yang Huailiu the best at making noodles? Eat it in the morning I really thought about the last bowl."
Mrs. Fang frowned, intending to reprimand her for going too far, but she couldn't get out of her mouth. She turned around and told Chang's mother, "Let the kitchen make a bowl of noodle soup for Xi Yun."
Chang's mother responded immediately, "I remember, I want to put shredded bamboo shoots and melons, what else can Miss Xiyun order?"
"No, that's it." Wen Xiyun responded casually, and kept looking at Sanskrit and Erpang at the next table.
Seeing Yang Huailiu eat so deliciously, why is he so unhappy?Wen Xiyun pouted, and took a sip of the warm tea brought by the maid.
Mrs. Fang sighed deeply in her heart. There was a reason why she wanted Wen Xiyun to be her daughter-in-law. Firstly, this girl was her niece, and her biological mother and she were siblings. She was born in the same mother's womb. With a little more temper, if she really married, wouldn't she be of one mind with herself?
What's more, Wen Xiyun's father is a very powerful person, Wen Zhongyue is a member of the Ministry of Officials Wailang, and the other children of the Wen family are all officials who are in short supply in the court. And son is not also a help?
Fang Qingyuan is not a wimpy man who counts on women, but from Mrs. Fang's point of view, she hopes to assist the magistrate Fang, so that he can value her weight more in his heart.
There is already an aunt in the backyard who is pregnant, and Mrs. Fang herself has passed the age and can no longer bear children.
Although Fang Jingzhi is the eldest son in the family, it is difficult to guarantee that Fang County Magistrate will value his son more when he is old, so Mrs. Fang had to make plans in advance.
Not only for Fang Jingzhi, but also for herself...
With things like this, isn't Wen Xiyun the best candidate for a daughter-in-law?
As for that Yang Huailiu, Mrs. Fang has always been unsure about her premature maturity, because although that girl is petite and cute, she is always invisible.
Fanyin was eating the last piece of green bamboo shoots, she never thought that someone was already paying attention to her.
Everyone was already eating and eating. Only Wen Xiyun had just finished eating the noodle soup that came later. Mrs. Fang waited for her for a while, and did not immediately announce that the stove would be dismissed just like that.
Wen Xiyun immediately vomited the melon shredded noodles.
Chang's mother was taken aback, "What's the matter? This is not to your liking?"
"It's unpalatable!" Wen Xiyun's voice was very sharp, "It's far worse than Yang Huailiu's noodles. Yang Huailiu, I'm hungry, can you make me another bowl?"
Shouting such a sentence, everyone was stunned, and then they all looked at Yang Huailiu.
Is she going to have a face?Or completely lost his temper and turned his face?
Some people gloated that Yang Huailiu would suffer disaster after being in the limelight, while some extended it a little further, including Yang Zhiyuan's bad luck.
Sanskrit wiped Er Pang's hands with a handkerchief, as if he didn't hear Wen Xiyun's words.
Seeing that everyone is looking at her, she might as well wonder: "What's wrong? Why are you all looking at me?"
There was a burst of coaxing laughter, everyone might as well look at Wen Xiyun again, and when Wen Xiyun was about to speak again, Mrs. Fang stopped her, "If you dislike the poor skills of the cooks in our house, you can bear it. This place can't compare to the big families in Beijing cook."
"That won't work. I'm hungry. Don't you feel sorry for my aunt?" Wen Xiyun refused to let go, but Fang Jingzhi got up first, walked over and scolded in a low voice: "Why are there so many things? Everyone is here, you Don't worry about your identity."
Wen Xiyun looked at Mrs. Fang, "Cousin actually came out first? I thought Mr. Zhang would be the young master who protects the flowers. Why are you coaxing me?"
"Don't overdo it." Fang Jingzhi also burst into anger, Madam Fang frowned and said in a low voice: "Jingzhi, this is your cousin!"
"No one can bully others recklessly." Fang Jingzhi was displeased, and Mrs. Fang was also displeased. She looked at Sanskrit, who was looking at Erpang with a smile, and Erpang's smile turned cold, because her senior sister Although he was laughing, there was a hint of coldness in his smile, which made him jump.
"Huai Liu, come here." Mrs. Fang waved to her, Fanyin stood up and walked over with a smile.
Mrs. Fang grabbed her little hand and stroked it a few times, "Actually, I'm doing this stove-warming meeting today more for your sake. Your mother died young, and your father is the only one in the family, so he entrusted your marriage to me." , even though you are only 11 years old, there is no lack of making a marriage agreement first, and letting your father's heart fall into your stomach, what do you think?"
Fanyin looked at Mrs. Fang, her eyes were a little bit of persecution.
This is all the result of Fang Jingzhi taking the initiative to stand out. Mrs. Fang already tabooed him from getting close to her...
Fanyin didn't reply, but Wen Xiyun on the side was looking at her with a smile.
"I intend to be a matchmaker and promise you to Wenqing, but this is your own marriage. I also want to ask you what you mean, are you willing to marry or not?" There was a cracking sound in the distance, and the sound came from Zhang Wenqing's hand. He crushed his cup in shock.
Fanyin's heart skipped a beat, it was actually Zhang Wenqing?What is Mrs. Fang's idea?
(End of this chapter)
This time, the stove party banquet was only held in the backyard of the county magistrate's mansion.
Although many male guests arrived, they were all juniors, not enough for the county magistrate to open the lobby to entertain them.
There are a total of nine tables, three male guests are seated, and the remaining six tables are all female relatives. Er Fatty has a very cheeky face and put together a table with Sanskrit. Who told him that he is not yet seven years old?
Sanskrit led him with a smile, and the other female relatives would not say anything, firstly, secondly, fat and young, secondly, who would dare to stop him if he wanted to sit here?Captain Zhang Xian is not a vegetarian.
Although Zhang Wenqing didn't follow Zhang Xianwei's domineering temper, Er Fatty didn't let go at all, except that he was a well-behaved man when he was practicing calligraphy and reading, and he didn't suffer at all when he was out of the ordinary, and he didn't treat other female relatives as his own. thing.
As soon as the first plate of glutinous rice and lotus root came to the table, he immediately brought it to Fanyin, "Sister Huailiu loves this dish the most!"
Sanskrit flicked his little head dumbfounded, and Er Pang just smiled, showing no sign of embarrassment...
Although the table of female relatives did not show dissatisfaction or displeasure on the face, they could whisper and talk about their girlfriends, and only isolated Sanskrit and Erpang.
Sanskrit touched her face, isn't she like a girl?
Except that her hair is a little shorter and her figure is a little thinner, she doesn't know how to embroider and tailor clothes, and she doesn't know how to make wine to serve her ancestors, but she really doesn't know the first two. When it comes to serving her ancestors, she must have a family to honor her!
Although there is only one father, isn't she just looking after him now?Even father's students are taken care of, she is still a very virtuous woman.
Sanskrit fanned herself so secretly, she really didn't bother to compare with those female relatives, now she just waited to eat two mouthfuls after the meal and went home, she didn't care about the engagement or not, even if she asked her superiors, she would refuse them all.
You're only 11 years old, what kind of marriage do you want?Dad hasn't continued the string yet, so it's not her turn...
Sanskrit thought very well, took a piece of glutinous rice lotus root and ate it seriously. The food was served, and everyone was hungry because it was late. Mrs. Fang didn't have a lengthy opening speech, so she let everyone eat and drink alone before talking.
Sanskrit ate slowly and quickly, and Er Fatty only rushed to the meat and vegetables without any hesitation, and even said that eating more meat can resist the cold.
Zhang Wenqing put down his chopsticks without taking a few bites, because not only Fang Jingzhi was sitting at his table, but Wang Lu from Qin County was also sitting there.
Wang Lu's face was full of smiles, but the taste of that smile was very obscene.
"Brother, Qingcheng County is a good place, many times better than our Qin County!" Wang Lu's flattery made Fang Jingzhi nod repeatedly, "Thank you very much."
"I don't know what's interesting here?"
"Fuling Temple, Qingxi Mountain, Liangyun Temple..."
"No, no, it's that kind of place to have fun." Wang Lu frowned and smiled with big teeth: "You understand."
Fang Jingzhi was stunned, "What I just said was just for fun..."
"Why do you play riddles like this?" Wang Lu raised his head and clicked his mouth, "Poems, books, wine and tea, romantic, isn't Mr. Fang not so elegant?"
"Shut up, and get out if you talk again!" Zhang Wenqing frowned, the thick calluses on his fist made Wang Lu tremble, and waved his hands repeatedly to beg for forgiveness: "My fault, my fault, it's not my fellow traveler... ..."
Fang Jingzhi reacted and couldn't help laughing bitterly, "What?"
"It's not a thing." Fang Jingzhi was amused by Zhang Wenqing's reply, "Brother Zhang is willing to hurt people with words now."
Zhang Wenqing didn't answer, but looked at Sanskrit at the next table. She was wiping the oil stains on Er Fatty's neck, and the appearance of wiping and cursing was very attractive...
"What are you looking at?" Fang Jingzhi followed his gaze, Zhang Wenqing hurriedly shook his head, "It's nothing, just drink."
Fang Jingzhi also raised his glass, and the two drank a bottle together before continuing to eat.
Wang Zhilu drank to himself, almost everyone at the table clings to Fang Jingzhi and Zhang Wenqing, and no one pays attention to him at all.
It's not because Fang Jingzhi and Zhang Wenqing's personalities are so noble, but because Wang Lu is really worthless. Qin County is a poor county. Qingcheng County has vigorously assisted in the rescue of the victims, and the food, oil, salt and money are also paid there. Who is willing to take care of such a poor land?
Although everyone understands in their hearts that the so-called rich abbot of the poor temple, the county magistrate may not be short of money if he wears torn patches, but this kind of place is like a wild bird with its mouth wide open, just waiting for someone to poke its head. Then he took a bite.
So as far as you can hide, no one is kind enough to be willing to cut meat and raise wolves.
The banquet was nearly half finished, and Wen Xiyun came slowly from the small courtyard. When he saw Mrs. Fang, he smiled and apologized, "I just fell asleep after taking a short break. The stove meeting is late. Auntie, don't blame me for being rude!"
Mrs. Fang has sent people to invite her several times. Wen Xiyun said that she was resting in Xiaomei, but she was actually discussing with Qian's mother what to do.
"Since we're here, let's sit down and have something to eat. The food is still slightly cold. Do you want to ask the cook to heat it up for you?" Although Madam Fang was also dissatisfied, she still had to live with her face.
Wen Xiyun looked around and said, "Make me another bowl of noodles. My mouth is dry after the stove has been burning for a long time. Remember to use shredded bamboo shoots and melons. By the way, isn't Yang Huailiu the best at making noodles? Eat it in the morning I really thought about the last bowl."
Mrs. Fang frowned, intending to reprimand her for going too far, but she couldn't get out of her mouth. She turned around and told Chang's mother, "Let the kitchen make a bowl of noodle soup for Xi Yun."
Chang's mother responded immediately, "I remember, I want to put shredded bamboo shoots and melons, what else can Miss Xiyun order?"
"No, that's it." Wen Xiyun responded casually, and kept looking at Sanskrit and Erpang at the next table.
Seeing Yang Huailiu eat so deliciously, why is he so unhappy?Wen Xiyun pouted, and took a sip of the warm tea brought by the maid.
Mrs. Fang sighed deeply in her heart. There was a reason why she wanted Wen Xiyun to be her daughter-in-law. Firstly, this girl was her niece, and her biological mother and she were siblings. She was born in the same mother's womb. With a little more temper, if she really married, wouldn't she be of one mind with herself?
What's more, Wen Xiyun's father is a very powerful person, Wen Zhongyue is a member of the Ministry of Officials Wailang, and the other children of the Wen family are all officials who are in short supply in the court. And son is not also a help?
Fang Qingyuan is not a wimpy man who counts on women, but from Mrs. Fang's point of view, she hopes to assist the magistrate Fang, so that he can value her weight more in his heart.
There is already an aunt in the backyard who is pregnant, and Mrs. Fang herself has passed the age and can no longer bear children.
Although Fang Jingzhi is the eldest son in the family, it is difficult to guarantee that Fang County Magistrate will value his son more when he is old, so Mrs. Fang had to make plans in advance.
Not only for Fang Jingzhi, but also for herself...
With things like this, isn't Wen Xiyun the best candidate for a daughter-in-law?
As for that Yang Huailiu, Mrs. Fang has always been unsure about her premature maturity, because although that girl is petite and cute, she is always invisible.
Fanyin was eating the last piece of green bamboo shoots, she never thought that someone was already paying attention to her.
Everyone was already eating and eating. Only Wen Xiyun had just finished eating the noodle soup that came later. Mrs. Fang waited for her for a while, and did not immediately announce that the stove would be dismissed just like that.
Wen Xiyun immediately vomited the melon shredded noodles.
Chang's mother was taken aback, "What's the matter? This is not to your liking?"
"It's unpalatable!" Wen Xiyun's voice was very sharp, "It's far worse than Yang Huailiu's noodles. Yang Huailiu, I'm hungry, can you make me another bowl?"
Shouting such a sentence, everyone was stunned, and then they all looked at Yang Huailiu.
Is she going to have a face?Or completely lost his temper and turned his face?
Some people gloated that Yang Huailiu would suffer disaster after being in the limelight, while some extended it a little further, including Yang Zhiyuan's bad luck.
Sanskrit wiped Er Pang's hands with a handkerchief, as if he didn't hear Wen Xiyun's words.
Seeing that everyone is looking at her, she might as well wonder: "What's wrong? Why are you all looking at me?"
There was a burst of coaxing laughter, everyone might as well look at Wen Xiyun again, and when Wen Xiyun was about to speak again, Mrs. Fang stopped her, "If you dislike the poor skills of the cooks in our house, you can bear it. This place can't compare to the big families in Beijing cook."
"That won't work. I'm hungry. Don't you feel sorry for my aunt?" Wen Xiyun refused to let go, but Fang Jingzhi got up first, walked over and scolded in a low voice: "Why are there so many things? Everyone is here, you Don't worry about your identity."
Wen Xiyun looked at Mrs. Fang, "Cousin actually came out first? I thought Mr. Zhang would be the young master who protects the flowers. Why are you coaxing me?"
"Don't overdo it." Fang Jingzhi also burst into anger, Madam Fang frowned and said in a low voice: "Jingzhi, this is your cousin!"
"No one can bully others recklessly." Fang Jingzhi was displeased, and Mrs. Fang was also displeased. She looked at Sanskrit, who was looking at Erpang with a smile, and Erpang's smile turned cold, because her senior sister Although he was laughing, there was a hint of coldness in his smile, which made him jump.
"Huai Liu, come here." Mrs. Fang waved to her, Fanyin stood up and walked over with a smile.
Mrs. Fang grabbed her little hand and stroked it a few times, "Actually, I'm doing this stove-warming meeting today more for your sake. Your mother died young, and your father is the only one in the family, so he entrusted your marriage to me." , even though you are only 11 years old, there is no lack of making a marriage agreement first, and letting your father's heart fall into your stomach, what do you think?"
Fanyin looked at Mrs. Fang, her eyes were a little bit of persecution.
This is all the result of Fang Jingzhi taking the initiative to stand out. Mrs. Fang already tabooed him from getting close to her...
Fanyin didn't reply, but Wen Xiyun on the side was looking at her with a smile.
"I intend to be a matchmaker and promise you to Wenqing, but this is your own marriage. I also want to ask you what you mean, are you willing to marry or not?" There was a cracking sound in the distance, and the sound came from Zhang Wenqing's hand. He crushed his cup in shock.
Fanyin's heart skipped a beat, it was actually Zhang Wenqing?What is Mrs. Fang's idea?
(End of this chapter)
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