Chapter 116

Name:Scholar's Sweetheart Author:Jia Yi
In the blink of an eye, it's the end of autumn in September.

After autumn, every family in Taohua village began to go up the mountain to cut firewood for winter.

Song Xintong is most afraid of the cold. She not only spends money to buy a lot of firewood, but also often goes up the mountain to cut firewood. This day, she just came back with a bundle of firewood on her back. She was going back to her room to have a drink when she heard a knock at the front door.

After the house was repaired, because the kitchen was next to the back door of the yard, almost all the families came in through the small side door, so the Xie family and several family members who often came to the house knew that the small side door was knocking.

This suddenly heard the main door knock, song Xintong also Leng for a while, immediately guess is the restaurant's song shopkeeper, they busy haircut, went to the door.

When I opened the door, I saw a quiet woman standing outside. She was white and fat. She looked kind and purposeful.

Song Xintong looked at it carefully. After confirming that he didn't know the man, he asked, "who are you looking for?"

The fat woman raised her embroidered handkerchief. "Is this the Song family?"

"Yes, what's up?" Song Xintong said lightly.

As soon as the fat woman heard this, she knew she was right. Then she looked up and down at Song Xintong, as if she were looking at the goods. Then she nodded her head.

Song Xintong's scalp was numb, and he didn't like the feeling of looking at goods.

The fat woman said nothing and was about to walk inside.

Song Xintong quickly stopped people, "what's the matter? It's OK. I'm closed

The fat woman raised her handkerchief. "I'm Liu matchmaker from Nanshan village. I've been approached by the Zhou family of Nanshan village. I know you don't have the right to marry. If you're shy, you can find an elder."

"If all the elders in my family are dead, I can make the decision." Song Xintong glanced at the matchmaker Liu, "now I don't want to get married, and I don't want to say goodbye. Please go back."

Matchmaker Liu looked at Song Xintong discontentedly. As it was said outside, she shook her head in great displeasure. But thinking of the Zhou family's entrustment, she knocked on the grand gate again. "Don't worry, Miss Song. You listen to me first and then refuse. My matchmaker Liu's reputation is well known in every village. She won't pit any family or violate her conscience, This week, the younger generation of the family is honest and the second in the family. In the future, they don't have to provide for the old. They will give you several houses when they are separated. You won't worry about your livelihood when you get married. "

Song Xintong frowned. No matter how famous the matchmaker Liu was, she didn't want to say goodbye. "I'll be filial to my father for three years. I won't say goodbye for the time being. Please go back."

Matchmaker Liu frowned, knowing that this was her excuse: "I see you are a good girl, and I won't hurt you. You can tell me which one you want to look for, and I'll see if there is a suitable one?"

Song Xintong frowned. How can this man rush to say goodbye? What a bore!

The surface is still light, said: "I want to keep filial piety for my father, and I have two younger brothers to raise, these years I don't want to talk."

Matchmaker Liu looked at her with drooping eyelids. "You have to know that your reputation is not good. If you delay any longer, you will be an old girl, and it will be even harder to find."

Song Xintong felt that matchmaker Liu didn't have any bad ideas in her heart, so she said directly: "since my aunt knows that I have a bad reputation, why do these people still come to the door to talk to each other? If not, I'll set up a female household. "

Matchmaker Liu chuckled. She was a girl with ambition.

"Since you don't want to talk to me, I don't want to ask. If you think it through, you can come to Nanshan village to find me." Matchmaker Liu was very easy to talk and turned around and left.

Looking at Liu matchmaker's back, song Xintong suddenly said: wave your sleeve, don't you take away a cloud?

In the next few days, song Xintong continued to go up the mountain to cut firewood. The huge firewood house was full of firewood. It was estimated that every yard was burning the floor heating, which was enough for a winter.

One day in early October, song Xintong was sitting in the main hall, learning to embroider with he Baiyun.

He Baiyun looked at Song Xintong embroidery patterns, can not help but praise: "Xintong, you really have talent."

"You teach well." Song Xintong said casually that she had mentioned before that her grandmother could do embroidery, and she learned a little bit from it when she was a child. But when she was a child, she had no patience. She would rather go to the mountains with other boys to catch wild rabbits than learn embroidery, so she could only sew and mend.

Now that she's here, she can't help it. She has to make all her own clothes. If she doesn't follow suit, what will it look like to wear plain clothes in the future?

"It's too early for you to make winter clothes now. We all have to make them at the end of October, and you don't have to rush." He Baiyun said, "it's only the beginning of October now. Two outer garments will do."

"I'm not as skillful as you. I'm doing it slowly. I guess I can only do two sets for one person in winter." Song Xintong moved his soft and sour fingertips for a while. "By the way, the peach wine I made in summer can already be eaten. I'll scoop some for you and taste it."

He Baiyun tasted the peach wine, "sweet, fruity, delicious."

"I thought it was incredible to see you make peach jam before. I didn't expect that you could make this peach wine. Xintong, you are really good. Who will be lucky to marry you in the future."

"I just made it by Hu. There are many peach trees behind the yard, and it's a waste if I drop them. I'll have a try." Song Xintong drank a peach wine. The Baijiu was not very high, but it was pure, no additives and no water. The fruit wine was delicious.

"It's delicious." He Baiyun sipped again, "there's no strength."

"There's still a little bit of stamina." Song Xintong said to put down the wine cup, "when I go back later, I'll take a jar to Aunt he and give them a taste. It's not good for women to drink this kind of wine."

"Well, Xintong, you are so virtuous. If I were a man, I would come to propose marriage immediately." He Baiyun a pair of small daughter Jiao state of say.

"If you were a man, what would your second cousin do?" Song Xintong asked.

He Baiyun's face turned red and said, "what do you say, Xintong?"

Song Xintong couldn't help laughing, "what's the shame? I can hear that Aunt he has already discussed engagement with you. "

He Baiyun embarrassed of low head, whispered: "still early."

"It's getting late. I've ordered a marriage this year, and I'll be able to get married next spring." Song Xintong joked, "when it's time to get married with your second brother, it's time to be happy."

"Xintong." He Baiyun's face turned red with shame.

Seeing this, song Xintong burst out laughing, "well, I'm not going to tease you. I'm going to get married soon, and I'm not going to tease you."

He Baiyun looked at Song Xintong, who fell in his chair with a smile. He couldn't help saying, "Xintong, you're back in white now. It's more and more beautiful."

"It's OK. It's white." Song Xintong looked at the back of her white hands and sighed. Although she was not as white as before, she still made do with it. She didn't expect her skin to be as white as cream, as long as she wasn't a little black girl.

"Xintong, your house is so big, why don't you buy some servants?" He Baiyun asked curiously, "how nice it is to help you with your work every day."

Song Xintong a Zheng, she has never thought of such a capitalist law, "buy what servants ah, I'm not the big family in the city."

"That's right. It's my fault. Last time I heard song Qingxiu say that when her second brother was admitted as a scholar, she would buy some servants at home, and then she would not have to cook. Otherwise, I would not have thought of telling you this." He Baiyun looked at the empty big house, "your house is so big, it's troublesome to clean it."

"It's a lot of trouble." Song Xintong raised his hand and supported his chin, looking at the open yard. Anyway, now that he has money, should he really buy some servants? But when she bought people, she always felt that she was the kind of peddler in her previous life, and she had a bad conscience.