Chapter 7

"Well, although it's a little worse than your daughter-in-law's, whose child daughter-in-law has such a good life, you will treat her well only if you are kind-hearted." Deng Dalang said, "by the way, Jinling has mentioned to you that your cousin's family intends to be an in laws with my family."

Ji Chunhua was surprised and asked, "when did it happen? His family is as big as Siya. My golden lock is only six years old. Is it too big? "

She doesn't think that junior girls are really holding on to BRICs.

"When the time comes, she'll be married again. It's hard for her. Jinsuo is too young, and she'll be a few years too slow to be sensible. She'll marry him again. I'm afraid that she'll be a mother-in-law and an old mother. No, no, it's almost the same to marry Jingu, but now Jingu has a child bride!"

The more Ji Chunhua said it, the more she felt it was wrong. She asked Deng Dalang, "what's the matter?"

Deng Dalang raised his eyelids to take a look at her, then reached out his hand and patted the side of the bed gently, and said: "sit up and say, you stand so far away, I feel tired."

"I just wet my hair when I took a bath." She reached for her neck socket and found that her hair was almost dry. She went over, took off her shoes and climbed to the side of the bed.

They were side by side.

Ji Chunhua just sat down and asked him anxiously: "my cousin is too outsider. What can't you tell me about this matter? It's just strange. He doesn't know that our golden drum has a daughter-in-law?"

Deng Dalang lowered his voice and said, "Tut, just because you are so grumpy, do you dare to tell me? I guess your cousin stopped me. Let Jinling find out my tone first."

Ji Chunhua immediately raised her eyes and roared in a low voice: "I'm not interested in selling child brides."

Although she didn't know any big words, she still knew some of the vulgar truth. It was not that the family was suffering too much. It was not that she was going to be stabbed in the back when she was treating the daughter of her benefactor.

"Who said to sell it? Look at you. You'll get angry as soon as you hear this. You wait for me to finish speaking." Deng Dalang really has a set of ideas about Ji Chunhua.

Ji Chunhua's violent temper was immediately suppressed by him.

"I think that if we do this well, we can not only get a good reputation, but also find another woman with a rich family for Jin Gu."

Seeing Ji Chunhua roaring again, he quickly waved his hand and said, "don't worry, you first listen to my ideas."

He saw Ji Chunhua calm down, and said: "I'll ask you first, how is the child's temperament?"

"Needless to say, I've been under my nose for the past three years. She was only six years old when she came here. What do you know? I taught them all by hand. Now I've been raised to be honest, hardworking and filial. It suits me very much. "

If Lin Anxin is here, he will shout: everyone else likes to play and develop. Who knows your aunt also likes to play and develop!

Deng Dalang nodded and said, "you have really taken a lot of effort. Apart from the fact that the child is not very talkative, I look at her very well. Such a little girl can be loved by her parents in law no matter who she goes to."

Lin Siya, the former owner who has been hanged, is a typical one who can't fight back, scold back, and be honest.

Therefore, Ji Chunhua likes her obedient daughter-in-law very much, and Deng Dalang is quite satisfied.

But between the silver and the original owner, if Deng Dalang chooses, he will choose the silver.

"What do you mean by that?" Ji Chunhua guesses the meaning of Deng Dalang's words.

"Don't you see that a child like Siya is very pleasant. We have an extra daughter in quandang, and then we can choose a better wife for her. She can live better in the past. I can't say I'm grateful to you. The Lin family also has an explanation."

"What?"

Ji Chunhua was surprised: "my little daughter-in-law, who I taught very hard, did you have such an idea?"

She is a hundred unwilling.

How nice Lin Siya is. He eats less, works more and is very obedient.

"That's not good. How diligent Siya is, I still hope that when I am too old to walk, I will rely on her and Jinsuo's future daughter-in-law to serve me!"

Deng Dalang gave her a white look: "why don't you think about it? If you find a rich family, she doesn't have to suffer as much as we do. Besides, if you marry a girl, you have to accept more betrothal gifts. We don't have to lose her. We take half of the betrothal gifts as a dowry, and the remaining half is a thank-you gift that we have raised her for so many years Take this money and give it to Jin Gu to talk about a new marriage. "

Then Deng Dalang told Ji Chunhua what the Zhou family meant.

"Four acres of dry land, but also recruit to learn sericulture?" Ji Chunhua couldn't understand what the Zhou family meant for a moment.

"Don't you think there's something shady about the Zhou family? Why do you rely on my golden drum? I always think it's not a good thing that pie falls from the sky. "

"Tut, you stupid woman, whose family is that? Your cousin's family. We are well-known rich people around here. Didn't you grow up watching? What's wrong with that? What's more, do you think your man is a bucket? At least I'm going through villages and alleys day by day. What's the matter with all these villages? Can I escape my ears? "Ji Chunhua thinks that Deng Dalang is telling the truth, and no one can be as good as him.

"But how can a calculating person like my cousin marry us again? The Zhou family has a solid foundation. Why is it difficult to find a rich wife in the town?"

Deng Dalang said with a smile, "you're stupid. You're a little smart. OK, I'll go to Shunshui village again tomorrow and ask people about it quietly. But I'm afraid I'll take a look at our golden drum."

"Really, I didn't play it. Our golden drum is a pretty young man who can rank the top in all the townships." Ji Chunhua's most proud life is to give birth to two sons who are very good-looking.

"If you don't say that I haven't really thought about it, now when I think about it carefully, isn't it true that the child will run to us when he is free?"

Deng Dalang said with a smile, "well, it's a good deal."

Who knows, Ji Chunhua turned her face again in a twinkling of an eye: "that's not good. Siya is my daughter-in-law who was brought up with me. How obedient and obedient she is. I don't know that she was raised by my cousin. She's not so delicate."

"Tut, you can't figure out what I'm saying. How about being coquettish? It shows that the Zhou family has a solid foundation. If they can marry us, we can plant mulberry seedlings on the dry land and raise them for another two years. Jingu and I don't have to go back and forth in the wind and rain. Jingu asks for a good daughter-in-law. In the future, won't Jinsuo also benefit from it?"

Ji Chunhua gave him a white look and muttered: "people are poor and short of ambition, sleep."

"Ah, I say Chunhua. I know you've kept Siya around for a few years, and you've got feelings. But if you think about it, you can marry Siya as a daughter. Our family is good, and Siya can enjoy happiness for the rest of her life. Although she can't be rich and prosperous for a lifetime, she can also live a carefree life. Isn't everyone good?"

Deng Dalang would never say that Siya's mother's family was so poor that if she really became the mother-in-law of Jingu, it would only drag down Jingu for a lifetime.

He is a man. Naturally, he has some small ambitions. He also hopes that his children and grandchildren will become more and more prosperous, and finally he will be able to leap over the dragon's gate and shine on his family!

Deng Dalang reached out to push Ji Chunhua again, but Ji Chunhua turned his back to him and didn't answer.

"The golden drum and the golden lock are the descendants of the Deng family. They are the flesh that falls from you. I won't say much about them. Think about it."

Deng Dalang knew that Ji Chunhua couldn't accept that she wanted to marry Lin Siya as her daughter.

Most of the life of the farmers is flat and light. After a dark and sweet sleep, there is a little bit of white in the sky. The village is full of excitement.

This is the second day that Lin Anxin came across.

Lin Anxin felt more comfortable today than yesterday. Most of the fever was almost gone, but her bones were too weak and she still had no strength. She also felt that her bones were too sour. She looked at the high stool beside the bed and there was a bowl of boiled herbal soup on it. Then she remembered that when she had fallen asleep, she seemed to hear the sound of Deng Jingu.

For this prospective husband of the original owner, Lin Anxin has nothing else but gratitude.

She sat up with great effort. Her hand seemed to press something. She moved her left hand to see that it was wrapped in a piece of dried lotus leaf. When she opened it, it was a steamed bun with silk heat. A smell of meat came to her nose.

Lin Anxin suddenly remembered that when Deng Jinling came back yesterday, she vaguely heard Deng Jinling say that she had brought four meat buns back. Is it not that this belongs to Deng Jingu?

Didn't she let Deng Jingu eat by herself?

Lin Anxin looked at the steamed stuffed bun in her hand with a complicated look. She was stunned for a while. Finally, her stomach woke her up.

She found that she was so hungry that her chest was close to her back, and she didn't care about anything else. She picked up the bun and bit it hard. She swore that it was the best bun she had ever eaten in her two lives.

After taking the medicine, he took that piece of sugar and bit a small mouthful of sweet, which suppressed the bitter taste of bile.

I don't know if there is a tranquilizer in the herbal medicine. After taking it for a short time, Lin Anxin fell asleep again.

In her sleep, she vaguely heard Ji Chunhua's cursing voice.

Sleepy she did not care about these, more and more sleep.

"Siya, Siya?" Lin Anxin sleeps in a daze. When she hears someone calling Siya, she mutters in her heart that this is not playing mahjong. She still needs a Yao chicken!

No, why is someone shaking her?

Lin An Xin's heart is startled, fierce open eyes.

A young woman with a similar appearance to Deng Jingu was standing in front of the bed, but she was slim, thin and tall, with a little black and yellow skin, which was quite different from the tall and strong of Ji Chunhua and the tall and thin and white of Deng Jinling.

There was a little doubt in her heart, and the memory of the original owner immediately came to her mind.

It was Deng Jingu's eldest sister, the eldest sister-in-law of the original owner Deng Jinchai.