The joke Mrs. Zuo told made Yang Ruoqing and Sun laugh.

"This uncle is stupid, even more stupid than the one who tied his feet with a rope before." Mrs. Sun said.

Wang Cuilian also said: "I don't know what kind of family would be willing to marry their daughter to such a fool as a wife. Hey, it shows that this girl is really not welcomed by her parents' family!"

Mrs. Sun said: "If she really wasn't treated well, the mother-in-law would not ask her son-in-law to bring eggs and noodles back for her daughter to eat. Also, the father-in-law in the previous excerpt would invite a silly uncle to sit at the table when serving meals. It can be seen that

You are still welcome!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Maybe this silly uncle's family is rich, so he is treated well. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to marry a wife if he is stupid and poor."

The discussion here ended with the sound of silk and bamboo orchestra coming from the stage in front.

"The good show is about to begin. This play is a very festive one, asking the five girls to pay their birthdays." Yang Ruoqing said.

As a result, everyone stopped talking and started watching the show seriously.

It is probably not the first time for Sun and Wang Cuilian to watch the Five Daughters celebrate their birthdays. Last year and the first month of the year before last, this drama was on the must-see list.

But women like Sun and Wang Cuilian are very strange. They listen to it once a year, and every year it seems like it is the first time they hear it, and they enjoy it with gusto.

As for Yang Ruoqing, she was a bit boring, but she didn't show it at all on her face, but her eyes couldn't help but scan the heads of the people around.

Then, the figures of the Liu family's mother and daughter were spotted.

There were two stools with backrests, and Muzichuan's two aunts were sitting on them respectively.

The two aunts' respective wives and daughters were sitting on the long stools beside them, and Liu Doukou was among them.

The last time I saw Liu Doukou was at the 100-day memorial ceremony for Mother Zichuan. Yang Ruoqing clearly remembered that Liu Doukou also came over at that time.

After that, we didn't see each other for two months. When we met again, Liu Doukou seemed to be more delicate and brighter than before.

Perhaps because of the Chinese New Year, she changed her previous elegant style, took off her white gauze skirt and put on a red satin pomegranate dress.

Ruyun's hair was pulled up into a high-spirited bun with a shining hairpin on it, and the small white flower turned into a bright and blooming red rose.

It is very dazzling in the crowd, attracting many married and unmarried men from far and near to look at it, and also attracts the envy and jealousy of many women.

But Liu Doukou didn't seem to care about this. The slightly raised corners of his lips seemed to be enjoying the feeling of being in the spotlight.

Of course, whether it is men looking at beautiful women out of eyes, or women looking at beautiful women out of jealousy, they can only look at her from a distance, but cannot come forward to talk to her.

Because there were servants and servants standing behind and on both sides of the Liu family's mother and daughter.

The servants stood in the crowd with wary expressions on their faces, while the servant women were broad-shouldered and powerful.

The wives and young ladies of the Liu family went to the village to watch a play, which made the servants and women so nervous that they did not dare to relax at all.

"Whose lady is that?"

Mrs. Zuo's questioning voice suddenly reached Yang Ruoqing's ears.

Yang Ruoqing looked away and found that Mrs. Zuo had also noticed the Liu family.

"It's Mu Zichuan's two aunts and cousin," Yang Ruoqing said.

Mrs. Zuo didn't say anything, her eyes fell on Liu Doukou, looking at her, with a touch of appreciation and smile in her eyes.

It seems that he is very interested in Liu Doukou.

Thinking of Zuo Junmo's marriage and Mrs. Zuo's words about coming to see the girl here in person, Yang Ruoqing frowned.

But his face was calm and he said: "No one from the Liu family came to watch the show yesterday, so Zichuan must have picked it up today."

"After all, the Liu family is not only Zichuan's uncle's family, but also the future Dongyue Taishan."

Mrs. Zuo raised her head in surprise, a trace of surprise and surprise flashed in her eyes.

"You mean, Zichuan has made a marriage arrangement? He has become more intimate with his uncle's family?" Mrs. Zuo asked.

I had heard Zuo Junmo talk about Mu Zichuan many times before. Mrs. Zuo had long heard that the talented and beautiful Tanhua Lang was just as troublesome as her silly son Jun Mo when it came to marriage.

Unexpectedly, this old man actually got engaged. Mrs. Zuo was surprised and relieved from the bottom of her heart.

"Is Zichuan's fiancée among them?" Mrs. Zuo asked again, looking towards the Liu family again.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Of course I'm there, it's the one wearing the red pomegranate dress."

She pointed out Liu Doukou to Mrs. Zuo, "That girl is uncle Zichuan's daughter. She is seventeen years old and her name is Doukou."

"Their marriage was decided last year when my godmother was still alive. Both parties held a banquet to recognize their relatives. Now they are waiting for the filial piety period to pass and the two to get married."

Mrs. Zuo looked at Liu Doukou and couldn't help but murmured: "That girl really lives up to her name, she has a good appearance. Look at her and the ladies with her, they are all well-dressed. They are doing business at home."

What do you do for a living?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "The merchant's home."

These days, the social status of scholars, farmers, industrialists, and businessmen is actually not very high.

Often those families of scholar-bureaucrats looked down upon the children of merchants when it came to the marriage of their children.

However, compared to farmers and workers, merchants have little status in the eyes of the nobles. However, merchants, especially those big merchants, are rich!

Management in the officialdom requires money, so many merchants' daughters can still marry officials as wives, and everyone can get what they need.

"Zichuan's conditions are such that he can marry a daughter from an official family, or even worse, she will be the daughter of a county magistrate," said Mrs. Zuo.

"This cousin-in-cousin kiss is really because Zichuan is a filial son and fulfilled his mother's wish." Mrs. Zuo added.

"This girl is very charming and beautiful, and she is at the age when she will be in full bloom. I hope she can become a good wife, husband and godson to her husband, Zichuan!"

After saying these words, Mrs. Zuo no longer looked at Liu Doukou, but turned her head and continued watching the show.

Yang Ruoqing naturally understood the meaning of Mrs. Zuo's words. Mu Zichuan marrying Liu Doukou would not help Mu Zichuan's career at all.

Therefore, Liu Doukou is completely high-spirited. I hope Liu Doukou can be grateful and live a down-to-earth life in the future.

Yang Ruoqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If she hadn't told the truth about Liu Doukou's marriage relationship just now, Mrs. Zuo might have taken a liking to her and would have led Zuo Junmo.

That was really a trap for Zuo Junmo. Fortunately, fortunately Muzichuan was the one to fill the fire pit, haha...

On the Liu family's side.

Liu Doukou hummed and sang the opera in one ear and out the other. Although she was looking at the stage directly in front of her, her heart was no longer here.

After a while, she whispered something to Mother Liu beside her. Mother Liu, who was very interested in listening to the opera, nodded, and Liu Doukou quickly got up and left.
Chapter completed!