What I said before about setting it around the Mid-Autumn Festival is all invalid.

The purpose of procrastinating is to hope that if the daughter meets a better man during this period, she will change her mind?

This was Xu Yuanming's last struggle. He told Yang Ruoqing, but Yang Ruoqing didn't tell anyone, including the old Wang family.

We were visiting Lao Wang's house today. When they asked Yang Huamei about Xiao Hei's wedding date, Aunt Meier said that the woman's side had postponed the wedding. The purpose of the postponement was to give them enough time to prepare a more generous dowry...

The inside story, Yang Ruoqing understands, but won’t tell.

Because whether this matter succeeds or not is the business of Lao Wang’s family and Lao Xu’s family, and has nothing to do with me.

"Xiao Hei is going to hide in the teahouse. Fourth Aunt, just watch. The teahouse will send him back soon," Yang Ruoqing said again.

"Even if Xiao Hei is disobedient and cannot be sent back directly, Xu's father-in-law Xu Yuanming will send someone to Lao Wang's house to deliver a message so that Lao Wang's family can drag Xiao Hei back!"

"Why are you in such a hurry? Why don't you keep this good son-in-law for a late dinner or a night's rest?" Mrs. Liu asked.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said nothing.

At the same time, halfway up a certain peak deep in Mianniu Mountain.

The climate here is really completely different from that at the foot of the mountain and in the village. It's not hot at all.

Not only is it not hot, but it gets cooler the further you go up the mountain.

The mountain road is surrounded by green trees and the breeze blows on your face, making it extremely cool and comfortable.

In the village and at the foot of the mountain, wearing extremely thin summer clothes made me feel so hot that I wanted to tear off a layer of skin.

But when you get here, you will feel chilly. Finally, the clothes on your body are a little thin. It is so cold that you have to hug your arms tightly. You even long for an autumn coat to keep out the cold, or a thick coat.

Xiao Hei hugged his shoulders and trembled, finally climbed halfway up the mountain and opened the fence door of the tea house.

The fence gate was opened, and a shed was set up in front of the three thatched rooms of the teahouse.

It was sunset in the evening, and there was a small table under the shed. There were two men sitting next to the small table, namely Xu Yuanming and his eldest son.

(For now, let’s call him Xu Da, the tool man. The supporting role among the supporting roles does not deserve a name.)

The father and son were sitting facing each other. It looked like they had just come back from working in the tea garden to take a rest. The farm tools and other tools were stained with mud and were still lying at their feet.

Xu Qiaohong came over with a watermelon that had just been washed with mountain spring water, placed it in the middle of the table, and then took a knife and was immersed in cutting the watermelon.

The green-textured skin, the bright red watermelon capsule after being cut, are dotted with black watermelon seeds, and the juice flows along the cross-section to the table.

Xu Qiaohong picked up the rag beside the table and wiped it, then cut the watermelon into small pieces and distributed it to her father and brother.

"Dad, it's yours."

"Brother, eat."

Xu Yuanming took the watermelon and took a bite. He turned around and saw the smoke rising from the kitchen next to him, and asked Xu Qiaohong: "Your mother has started making dinner before the sun sets. What are you planning to do?"

Xu Da also raised his face and said, "When I was working in the vegetable garden earlier, the southwest wind blew all the aroma from the kitchen. Oh dear, it smells so good!"

Xu Qiaohong smiled slyly, "Dad, brother, guess what!"

Xu Yuanming smiled honestly and shook his head, "I can't guess."

Xu Da said: "Meat?"

"That's not right. No one from us has gone down the mountain to buy food in the past two days, and my second brother has not sent food up the mountain. It can't be meat. What is it?"

Xu Qiaohong pursed her lips and was about to reveal the answer when a voice suddenly came from the gate of the teahouse: "It's the mandarin fish cooked with dried plums and vegetables! The mandarin fish is fragrant and smelly, Sister Qiaohong, am I right?"

The three people under the shed raised their heads and looked around at the same time, with surprise in their eyes.

After the surprise of Xu Yuanming and his son, they became bored.

Xu Da felt that the watermelon in his hand was no longer sweet. He frowned and asked Xiao Hei coldly: "The sun has set, what do you want to do here?"

Xu Yuanming noticed something was wrong on Xiao Hei's face.

The facial features are obviously bruised and swollen, either because he fell down while eating something, or he got into a fight with someone!

"If you don't help your brother in the shop, why are you here? Why don't you go back quickly!"

Seeing that Xiao Hei did not respond to Xu Da's words, Xu Yuanming lowered his face and drove Xiao Hei away angrily.

Xiao Hei was stunned for a moment, and then his face showed an expression of extreme grievance.

Xu Qiaohong, on the other hand, glared at her father and brother, then trotted over to Xiao Hei holding a piece of watermelon.

"Xiao Hei, why did you come here? Come on, eat a piece of watermelon first to moisten your throat."

Xiao Hei glanced at the watermelon brought to him. If it were left in the village and sweating profusely, let alone a piece, he wouldn't care about a whole watermelon.

However, after experiencing the cold all the way on this mountain road, he really had no interest in such cool things at this moment.

He shook his head and said, "Sister Qiaohong, I don't want to eat watermelon. I want to drink some hot tea."

Xu Qiaohong was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, I'll make you tea!"

She turned to leave, but suddenly turned around again and looked at Xiao Hei's face suspiciously, "What's wrong with your face? It's bruised and swollen. Who hit you?"

If someone else asked this question, Xiao Hei's first reaction would be to quickly put his face up so that the other person could look at him, and then recount the scene of Da Bai beating him in an exaggerated and embellished way.

However, at this moment, when Xu Qiaohong stood on tiptoe and looked at his face nervously, Xiaohei's reaction was to raise his hands to cover his face, and also turned sideways, not only preventing Xu Qiaohong from looking at his face

, and even said incoherently: "No, it's nothing."

Xiao Hei didn't know why he had such a reaction. He only knew that at this moment, he was very panicked, and he just didn't want Sister Qiaohong to see it.

It seems that after she saw the whole thing, even if she said it in a more embellished way, and even if everyone who heard the incident helped condemn Dabai, Xiaohei would feel very embarrassed and humiliated!

"Do you think I'm blind? I saw it all. You got into a fight with someone and got beaten up with bruises and bruises on your face!"

Xu Qiaohong suddenly shouted in a high voice. She forced the watermelon into Xiao Hei's hand, like a big sister scolding her little brother: "Be honest and tell me who beat you like this!"

"Sister Qiaohong, there really is no..."

"If you say no more, get out of the teahouse, never come back again, and never talk to me!"

Xu Qiaohong pointed at the door of the teahouse and scolded Xiao Hei sternly.

Xiao Hei drooped his head and said nothing.
Chapter completed!