Mrs. Sun said: "Can Grandma Xiaoqin take it seriously? She almost killed Xiaoqin. Now everyone in the village is poking her spine. She doesn't even dare to leave the house."

"I heard that I didn't dare to come to the pond at the entrance of the village to wash my clothes. I secretly went to the river behind the village to wash them," she said.

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing sneered.

"That witchy woman might be up to something else," she said.

"We still have to be careful. During this period of time, let the three little Qin Niangs stay with me first, and don't go to the school to live. We are talking about their marriage. If we live together in the school before we get married, others will gossip."

Yang Ruoqing said again.

Sun said: "That makes sense."

Yang Huazhong said: "With the help and support of us people, her mother-in-law can only make a fuss about this marriage."

"But there is another thing that is most urgent right now," he said.

"What's going on?" asked Sun.

Yang Huazhong said: "They are married and have two daughters. Where will they live?"

Mrs. Sun was stunned, yes, where do you live?

Yang Ruoqing took over the conversation and said, "We definitely can't live in Wangfu's house anymore. Xiaoqin is already heartbroken after what happened."

"She has decided to remarry with her two daughters. She will no longer support Daping's mother until she is old. She will raise the two daughters who have worked hard together. Keeping the original surnames of the two daughters is her last sign of respect for Daping."

"So, I discussed with Brother Damo and planned to find a piece of land in the village and build a few thatched houses for them first."

"As long as it's better than a shack and can provide shelter from wind and rain, let's get married first,"

"Let the family of four have their own land first, and then they can plan to build a house later. Dad, Mom, what do you think?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Yang Huazhong nodded with approval on his face.

Mrs. Sun also said: "Yes, a golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as your own doghouse."

Yang Huazhong asked Yang Ruoqing again: "Have you found the place?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Brother Damo said that the shack at the other end of the village is a good place to build a house on. I told her that that shack is unlucky and people have died in it."

Yang Huazhong frowned, "It is indeed unlucky. Fu'er Niang was killed by your second uncle in that house in her previous life."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Yes, so I suggested to Brother Damo that we should build a few thatched houses near Uncle Wu's house to make a transition. Brother Damo agreed and asked me to help find someone. I will advance the wages first, and from now on

It comes out of his wages."

…

Yang Huazhong went to find the people from the transportation team as quickly as possible. They cut down trees, mixed mud, made bricks and earth, and cut wood piles and beams...

Everyone is very busy, and Damo is naturally the first one.

"Da Mo, you are getting married, are you happy?" The men who worked together liked to joke with Da Mo during their breaks.

Damo grinned and nodded repeatedly, "I woke up laughing even in my dreams!"

Everyone laughed.

Damo picked up the teapot and poured tea for everyone one by one.

Near noon, two women came over, one was Yang Ruoqing and the other was Xiaoqin.

Both of them were carrying baskets with bowls and chopsticks in them. Needless to say, they were here to deliver lunch.

When the men saw Xiaoqin coming, they started winking at Damo again, but none of them started making noises like before.

Because Xiaoqin was thin-skinned and a widow remarried, Mrs. Daping had been sitting under the old maple tree at the entrance of the village every morning with a stool and scolding her since the news of their engagement broke out.

All kinds of curse words, weird words and vicious words were used.

Everyone knew that Xiaoqin was under a lot of pressure, so when they saw Xiaoqin following Yang Ruoqing into the construction site, everyone stopped making fun of her and all immersed themselves in drinking tea.

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone. Come on, let's get ready for dinner. This noon I made stewed pork belly with pickled cabbage and vermicelli, and fried duck eggs with green and red peppers. You guys are full!"

Yang Ruoqing greeted her loudly as soon as she came in.

Everyone who had been busy all day was immediately aroused and gathered around one by one.

Damo stood outside the crowd, holding a tea bowl in his hand, but his eyes were fixed on Xiaoqin.

Xiaoqin has a slender body, and her facial features are regular and beautiful.

Her head was covered with a blue-green headband with small white flowers on the background, which is the most common for women from farmers' families. Two strands of bangs hung in front of her forehead. Together with her big eyes with double eyelids, the eyes seemed to be able to talk.

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"My wife is so beautiful!" Damo thought to himself.

This waist has given birth to two girls, but it is like those 28-year-old girls in the village, very thin!

It is precisely because she has given birth to a child that she has a kind of stability and maturity that 28-year-old girls do not have, which makes Damo like her even more.

Xiaoqin is also secretly taking a look at the big mill here.

Noticing that Da Mo was looking at her stupidly, barely making a fool of herself, Xiao Qin turned sideways, feeling a little embarrassed.

But there is an indescribable sweetness in my heart.

It has been almost three years since Daping left, and she has never seen this look again.

After a while, Xiaoqin went to take another look and found that Damo was still standing there watching.

This idiot!

Xiaoqin secretly spat in her heart, glanced at Damo, and moved her lips a few times.

Damo understood the lip language and was calling him a "idiot".

Damo grinned and raised his hand to scratch his head out of habit. The bowl of tea in his hand was placed directly on his head.

"oops!"

Before Damo realized what he had done, a figure rushed towards him like a gust of wind.

The faint fragrance swept into his nose, and there was a soft hand holding a soft handkerchief on his head and neck, gently wiping it.

In my ears, angry words came.

"How can such an old man do things so recklessly? He is really worse than a child."

"Fortunately, this is warm tea. What if the hot tea is just poured out? Really..."

That's right, this person is Xiaoqin.

Damo grinned, just giggling.

Although his head, neck, and even his back were wet, he was still grinning.

The people here who were sharing the meal noticed something strange at Damo. Yang Huazhong wanted to come over and care about Damo, but was held back by Yang Ruoqing.

"Dad, don't go there right now." Yang Ruoqing said in a low voice.

Yang Huazhong understood immediately, and Baozhu and the others next to them also understood. Everyone was communicating with their eyes, and they were all secretly happy for Damo and Xiaoqin.

But there will always be a kind of people in this world, and their existence is just to "disfigure the scenery".

A woman appeared outside the construction site with her hands on her hips. She was wearing a pair of blue and old cloth clothes and pants, and her hair was tied loosely into a bun behind her head.

He had a dark face and triangular eyes full of anger and contempt.

"Cuddling and hugging each other in broad daylight, you two bitches, shameless male thieves and female prostitutes, ugh!"
Chapter completed!