The eldest married as a merchant's wife

Chapter 40
"Your father, I personally checked with the matchmaker, and you and him are exactly right. That kid was just released from prison, and I didn't want to match you with him at first, so what can I do? He has seen your body I'm going out with him again at night, you don't want to marry him, who else will you marry if you don't marry him?"

When Lao Guanfu was nagging, Xiuhe pushed back confidently: "He has killed people, drank blood, and tore wild boars in front of me. Dad is not afraid that he will beat his wife in the future?"

Old Guan Fu was taken aback for a moment, then thought of Geng Wu's words "My mother likes her quite a bit", then he stared fiercely and said, "Nonsense, don't look at you too softly in his eyes! Then Mei Er If the kid doesn't come to propose marriage again, when Geng Wu can get the betrothal gift, I will kick you out!"

Dad has been spreading rumors all over the world recently, telling everyone how he and the young master of the Geng family are right, and how Mrs. Geng likes his feet.People in Fucheng secretly began to call Xiuhe Gengwu's daughter-in-law, with ambiguous eyes, Xiuhe didn't even want to go out, so she put her embroidered bag on her shoulders and walked out in a muffled voice.

The weather at the end of April, the sun was yellow and orange at noon, and I went to the embroidery workshop together in late spring, holding Xiuhe's arm.When it was hot, people would fall asleep, there were not many people in the street, and the shopkeepers in the shop dozed off, and the graceful figures of the two young girls looked very dazzling.

The shop of Mr. Buzhuang's house is adding floors, and Geng Wu is putting up beams on the roof.

Worker Xiao Hei pursed his lips and laughed, suggesting: "Here, here, look below!"

Geng Wu looked down and saw Xiuhe wearing a lotus-colored narrow-sleeved blouse, passing by arm in arm with his little sister. He didn't know what he said interestingly, and suddenly they gathered together to whisper and play.She always walks with her waist lifted, light and lithe.Looking at her from a high place like this, he felt that a small tea tray just happened to be set down.Geng Wu couldn't help but take another look.

Xiao Hei winked and said with a smile: "You look silly?"

Geng Wu's movements faltered, he gritted his lips and teeth, turned around and kicked Xiao Hei's ass: "Mind your own work, don't think about her in front of the master!"

It didn't hurt, but Xiao Hei yelled "Ouch": "It's really kind to be bullied, let you, Young Master Geng Wu, snatch the food from Mei Er's mouth, buddy can't even think about it?"

Geng Wu frowned, remembering what he promised Mei Xiaoting that night at the theater—if he didn't continue to bully Xiuhe, he wouldn't grab her—at last he withdrew his eyes and replied coldly: "I and her Nothing, don't talk nonsense."

"Bada—" A piece of wood was shaken and fell to the ground.

Xiuhe raised her head to look, and once she saw Geng Wu, with his wheat-colored arms bare under the sun, his mottled and old scarred chest covered with fine sweat, his eyes sharp and indifferent, he lowered his head and pretended not to recognize him.

Wan Chun shyly replied: "Master Geng Wu, you are on top, why don't you rest at noon?"

"Well." Geng Wu said coldly, glanced at Xiuhe casually, and put the wooden beam on the roof: "It's such a hot day, I don't know how to take an umbrella when I go out, and when the wind blows, my clothes will be damaged." I can't hide it."

It was the tone of a husband that night again, like a man.Xiuhe was stuck in her heart.

Geng Wu worked so hard, sometimes he went to the wharf to carry out work, sometimes he erected beams and repaired bridges for others, and sometimes he was sweating in the iron shop, and he worked hard without stopping.The elder brother Guan Changhe never forgets to throw a sentence to Xiuhe every time: "Look, he is saving the dowry money, and when he saves enough, he will definitely come to propose marriage with our father! In order to marry you, people have worked hard enough."

Xiuhe doesn't want him to fight.Don't die?The green stubble on the chin has come out, and the whole body smells like a wolf.

Xiuhe didn't look at Gengwu: "You have to take care of what you wear."

Her voice was low, and she didn't know if the person heard her, and she walked forward slowly, wiping Wan Chun's sleeves.

(End of this chapter)