"It wouldn't be nice if I chase her directly. Who wouldn't know that her mouth was open? If you talk nonsense, it would be bad for our reputation." Mao Caiwei was grateful to him for giving her advice, but she didn't want to keep her sister-in-law's relationship very stiff.

"I believe that with my wife's intelligence, you will not suffer any loss!" Yang Shuirong nodded and praised her with a smile.

"You are praising me again!" Mao Caiwei said coquettishly.

"Hahaha..." Yang Shuirong felt very happy when she looked shy in front of her.

"Bang bang bang..." A knock sounded outside the door.

"I'll go open the door and take a look." Yang Shuirong asked Mao Caiwei to continue sitting, and he said he got up and went to open the door.

Mao Caiwei nodded, and Yang Shuirong took the initiative to open the door.

When I opened the door, I saw that it was Yang butcher from the village who came.

"The third son of the Yang family, I will discuss something with you. The day after tomorrow, my son will get married. You and your wife will come to my house to help tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Do you think?" This is Yang Butcher came from house to house to call people to his house to help.

Anyone in this village who has a wedding and funeral should take the initiative to invite the villagers, and everyone helps each other, which is very harmonious.

When Yang Shuirong and Mao Caiwei got married, Yang Shuirong also went to help, and Yang Shuirong also knew about this.

So he didn't refuse at this moment and agreed with a smile.

Yang Shuirong asked politely if he had any supper. If he hadn't had supper yet, he could have something to eat at his house. After all, everyone is familiar with the villagers in the countryside.

There is a saying that is good, this distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor.

Butcher Yang smiled and said that he had eaten it, and he had to go to another house to shout, so that someone would go to his house to help prepare dishes tomorrow morning.

"Honey, it sounds like Yang Butcher, what is he doing in our house?" Mao Caiwei vaguely heard the speech at the door in the main hall, so she asked now.

"Well, it's Uncle Yang Wu. His son got married a wife the day after tomorrow. Let's go to his house to help tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Otherwise, I'll go to the restaurant tomorrow. You can get up a little later tomorrow. You go to Uncle Yang Wu's house to help. What do you think?" Since they came to the door to invite him very enthusiastically, it would be better for the couple to go either, so Yang Shuirong arranged it like this.

Uncle Yang Wu, whom Yang Shuirong mentioned, is Yang Wu, and outsiders call him accustomed to Yang Wu, but Yang Shuirong is of a young age. When he meets Yang Wu, he has to call him Uncle Yang Wu, because Yang Butcher is ranked fifth at home.

"Is it Uncle Yang Wu's youngest son getting married?" Mao Caiwei had heard people mention Yang Chunjuan, the youngest son of Uncle Yang Wu, about marriage, and had already settled for the day of getting married. She wouldn't be too surprised when she heard it now.

"Yes, Brother Chunjuan is getting married. You are from the village, I guess you know him too." Yang Shuirong walked in with a smile, remembering where the bride Yang Butcher and she just mentioned.

"Well, you should know each other." Mao Caiwei twitched when she heard this. She thought to herself that she was not the original owner. As for whether the original owner knew Yang Chunjuan's wife, did she know a yarn?

"My wife, I'll wash the bowls and chopsticks. You go to the house to take a break." Yang Shuirong saw that Mao Caiwei had almost eaten, and said with a doting smile at her.

"Yeah, I'm here to help you with your husband." Mao Caiwei smiled and stood up, and said politely.

"Why are you doing so polite for the whole family?" Yang Shuirong walked up to her, reached out to hug her slender waist, gently sniffed the fragrance between her hair, and smiled with a curved corner of her lips.

"Honey, if your mother sees us like this, you will definitely talk about me again. Haha..." Mao Caiwei smiled and gently pushed him away, quipping.

"My mother is very busy now, and she has no time to keep in mind our affairs. By the way, wasn't her dumpling shop transferred by my father? I gave her fifty taels of silver as principal in private, wouldn't you be angry?" Yang Shuirong didn't want to tell Mao Caiwei what he knew, but he thought that if her mother exposed it himself, he would have to trouble explaining to Mao Caiwei in the future, which would be a problem. It would be better to take the initiative to confess.

"Is fifty taels of silver enough? If it is not enough, you give your mother-in-law another fifty taels of silver. Speaking of which, she is your biological mother, and she usually spoils you! In short, your father is too much about taking a concubine. Anyway, I hate people like your father." Mao Caiwei nodded, thinking that she was not too stingy. Besides, her mother-in-law wanted to deal with her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and she didn't want to make things difficult for her husband, and she didn't want her husband to do this. In this way, she gave a suggestion with magnanimity.

Upon hearing this, Yang Shuirong was very moved. He underestimated Mao Caiwei. He did not expect Mao Caiwei to be so generous.

"My wife, fifty taels of silver are enough. As long as I can help my mother hold up the dumpling shop, it's too much. My father has to use his brain to make my mother happy again. Then my mother might be happy by him. After a while, the money will go to my father's purse." Yang Shuirong said with a smile and shook her head.

"The relationship between your parents is so terrible now. That... will Chen's cousin still be taken by your father as a concubine?" Mao Caiwei didn't want to mention this pair of dogs, but since she mentioned it, she would definitely not be able to finish it in just a few words.

"Look at my father's virtue, do you think he can change his mind? To be honest, I would rather believe that the sows will climb trees than my father will change his mind to not let that woman enter the door." Yang Shuirong felt that he could see through Yang Atu's thoughts.

Mao Caiwei almost covered her mouth and laughed to death after hearing this.

Yes, Yang Shuirong was right. Yang Atu was the one who saw Man Niang’s true love, and he was the one who couldn’t even move his steps. How could he change his mind easily?

"Did you say when to hold a wedding banquet?" Mao Caiwei didn't know the rules of taking concubines in ancient rural areas, so she asked curiously.

"I guess it's only a few days. My mother said that she would nod and promise to drink tea when my father paid some money. Otherwise, if Man Mom gave her tea, she would definitely smash the cup, so my father might have to wait a few more days for the money..." Yang Shuirong thought of the fact that she learned before, and said to Mao Caiwei word by word.

When Mao Caiwei heard this, she no longer asked about her parents-in-law about her parents-in-law. Instead, she asked if she went to Yang Tuhu’s house to help her tomorrow. Do you have any precautions?

"It doesn't matter if you go early or late, but don't dress too well. After all, Yang Butcher's family is doing weddings... There are two gossipers in the village, one is called Aunt Wang and the other is from Zhu Qiulang's family. These two like to talk about their shortcomings the most. If you can, don't mess with them. They have nothing to do when they are full. They are both full and they are messing around with each other. Anyway, my mother is not very compatible with them. If you know if you meet them, you will have a little idea." Yang Shuirong thought about it and told her carefully to pay attention.

The next morning, it was dawn, so she got up first before Yang Shuirong, and took the initiative to make vegetable porridge for Yang Shuirong, fry eggs, and spread corn cakes.

When Yang Shuirong turned over and wanted to hug Mao Caiwei, she found that she had a pillow, which made him depressed.

After he got up and washed up, he felt distressed when he saw Mao Caiwei smiling and washing clothes with well water.

Why do you feel sorry for it?

Because it is winter now and the weather is very cold, the well water is not hot water, so it may not be very warm. Even if Mao Caiwei mixes the hot water he has cooked into it, it is still cold, and the humidity is heavy in the morning.

"Stop washing, wait until the sun comes out before washing. Or wait for me to have breakfast later, I'll wash the clothes." Yang Shuirong walked to Mao Caiwei, reached out and picked her up. He took her to the main hall despite her struggles, and kept scolding her for not caring about her body. Why did she get up so early in the cold weather and cook and wash clothes? Do she know that he would feel sorry for her?

"Hate! You will spoil me like this!" Mao Caiwei red her little face coquettishly, or she actually heard the sound of her little heart pounding. She actually liked his domineering look just now, ah, covering her face.

"I just want to spoil you! My Yang Shuirong married my wife to love her, not to cook and wash clothes for me!" He reached out to warm her cold little hands with a look of distress, and the care deep in his eyes was not fake.

Listening to his domineering words, Mao Caiwei felt sweet in her heart. This morning, she felt that it was a beautiful and sweet morning, and it had nothing to do with the moon.

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