Wen Shu smiled: "It doesn't matter who he marries."
She poked Yingbao with her arm: "Hey! Tell me about Jingzhou. How did you drive away the barbarians?"
Yingbao scratched his head: "We didn't drive him away, it was Chu Yan, and my master, that Xiao Mo was also there. Chu Yan, do you know? He is Sister Chu Chu's brother."
Wen Shu shook his head: "I can't remember clearly."
Ying Bao looked at Wen Shu's embroidery and suddenly asked, "Sister Wen, do you have a husband you like?"
Wen Shu blushed and said, "What do you like or dislike? You are not allowed to talk nonsense at such a young age."
Yingbao said seriously: "I'm telling the truth. You are sixteen this year. Master must be looking for a good candidate. Why don't you tell me and I will give you the details."
She lived in Luzhou Prefecture and Qinchuan County for many years in her previous life, and knew the details of many wealthy families.
Some families seem to have strict upbringing, but none of their children or grandchildren are successful. They are either wandering around in romantic affairs, or they are addicted to gambling. Some families have bad tempers, and from time to time, maids and concubines who die of illness are brought out of the house.
Sister Wen would be in **** if she met such a family.
I also have a bad conscience.
Because it was she who single-handedly ruined the marriage between Sister Wen and Xiao Chengjun. To be honest, Xiao Chengjun seemed to be a little better than those scumbags. At least he was in a high position and did not beat his wife, nor did he let his concubine climb to the level of his mistress. On the head.
In a short period of time, Xiao Chengjun is indeed an admirable young talent.
Wen Shu felt coy for a few times, and finally named a few families, all of whom were of similar family background to hers.
Yingbao asked where these families lived, and found that there was one household she didn't know, and the rest were useless.
So she told the truth and pointed out the problems in these families.
The headmother of a household was very strict. The wives of her three sons were driven crazy by her and some committed suicide. One of them secretly ran away to her parents' house and never returned.
Her three sons are actually very filial. They would rather not have a wife than dare to disobey their mother.
There are two other households, one has a broken sleeve and likes the servant girl, and the other is a lecher and the better-looking maids in the family are given a thumbs up.
Wen Shu didn't care after hearing this: "These families were approached by a matchmaker, but my mother did not agree. After hearing what you said today, it is even more impossible for it to happen."
Yingbao was relieved when Wen Shu asked curiously: "Yingbao, how do you know these things?"
Ying Bao was stunned and said quickly: "I am an Onmyoji now. I figured it out with my fingers."
Wen Shu expressed disbelief and joked with a smile: "Then you can calculate your own marriage fate."
Ying Bao shook her head and said, "I'll tell you, I'll never get married in this life."
Wen Shu chuckled: "What a silly talk, I don't think you will get married in the future."
“No!” I may not be able to live past the age of twenty-one. Wouldn’t it be nice to spend more time with my parents?
“What are you talking about, are you so happy?” Wen Hengyin came in from outside and gave a serious salute to Yingbao. "Sister Yingbao."
Ying Bao quickly stood up and returned the gift. "Brother Wen."
Wen Hengyin is now thirteen years old, only slightly taller than ten-year-old Ying Bao, and looks much more honest and steady than when he was a child. "Aniang asked me to tell you that when you stay for dinner at night, she asked grandma to make your favorite fried prawns."
“Oh.” Yingbao nodded.
After Wen Hengyin said this, he went out without asking any questions about what he had said before.
Wen Shu said with a smile: "My little brother can use kung fu now, and he even said he wanted to take the exam to be a scholar." In fact, for a family like theirs, it is most convenient to take the medical exam, but my younger brother only wants to take the exam to be a scholar. If possible, he will also take the exam to be a scholar. Think of ways to be a candidate for county magistrate.
"It's good to take the scholar examination. You have fame and honor, and no one dares to bully you when you go out." Even those who want to take the exam don't touch the scholars who rush to take the exam very much.
The two chatted for a while, and grandma had already prepared the meal.
There are pickled fish, fried shrimps, a sweet soup stewed with saponin rice and golden fungus, as well as stir-fried pork liver with spinach, stir-fried amaranth, grilled lamb chops, a plate of cold cakes, a plate of fried sour beans with dogwood, and a whole table. Eight dishes. Fish and shrimp are bought at the market outside the village. The refugee children go to the river to catch fish and shrimp every day and sell them at the market to earn some pocket money.
While eating, Yingbao found that there were two tables, one for men and one for women.
Master Zhou Wuchang, Mr. Wu, Li Xu, his grandfather Jiang Laohan, Chen Fu and Chen Sanyou, the heads of the Chen family, and two senior brothers were also there.
There are not only women at the women's table, but also Wen Hengyin, Jiang Jie, Jiang Wu, Yuanbao Huzi, and Wei Zhan, plus Mrs. Wen, Aunt An, Yingbao and Wen Shu, a total of ten people.
Mrs. Wen also served the guests with rice wine she brewed.
While eating, Wei Zhan crowded next to Yingbao and kept peeling shrimps for her.
Mrs. Wen took a look and then looked at her son.
Silly Hanhan just buried his head in his food, as if he didn't see anything.
Huzi saw that Wei Zhan kept peeling shrimps for Yingbao and didn't even bother to eat them. He couldn't help but said: "That shrimp can be eaten with the shell, like this..." He picked up a shrimp and threw it into his mouth. Chew it.
Wei Zhan didn’t even look at it and continued to peel the shrimps, saying, “Eating the shrimps with the shells hurts the spleen and stomach.”
Huzi:·······
Yingbao ate the peeled shrimps calmly and said nothing.
Just as Wei Zhan was repaying his debt in his previous life, he was not less angry with him at that time, so now he can get back a win.
After dinner, Ying Bao and her brother said goodbye to Mrs. Wen and went home.
Chunniang and her husband have also eaten and are waiting for their children to come back.
Jiang Sanlang sat on the chair boldly, staring at Jiang Wu with burning eyes: "Come here!"
Jiang Wu instinctively wanted to run away, but he resisted.
Jiang Sanlang picked up the bamboo stick, grabbed his son, and slapped him **** his buttocks several times.
Jiang Wu knew that he was in the wrong, so he said nothing and allowed his father to beat him.
Ying Bao quickly grabbed her father and said, "Dad, just give him a couple of hits."
Jiang Sanlang then dropped the bamboo stick and asked angrily: "Do you know where you went wrong?"
Jiang Wu lowered his head and said nothing.
He does not think he is wrong.
But he thought about his sister going into danger with him, so he said, "You shouldn't take your sister with you."
Jiang Sanlang almost laughed angrily.
"Let me ask you, when you left, did you ever think about your parents and siblings? Dad is not a cold-blooded person, but you are still young, so you have to do everything according to your ability."
"I know, Dad, I will think about it next time." Jiang Wu lowered his head and said.
Chun Niang pulled her son and touched his head: "Your father also hit you out of anger. He was afraid that you would fail to save people and lose your lives instead. Think about it, how old is Hu Zi and you? How can you go to a place like that?" How can I help you? Isn’t it a burden that someone else has to protect you?”
Jiang Wu wanted to refute that he and his sister Hu Zi were not a burden.
They were very helpful. My sister also saved many people who were seriously injured and dying. Later, many people called my sister the Little Heavenly Master.
But when he saw the bamboo sticks on the ground, he had no choice but to keep silent.
Seeing the stubborn look on her son's face, Chun Niang sighed and continued: "If your father hadn't gone to Master Zhou to ask for his help, how could you and Hu Zi have come back?"