After hearing what his sister said, Li Xiangdong was stunned for a moment and forgot to respond for a long time.

"Don't dare?"

Seeing the second brother's cowardly look, Li Chunhua couldn't help but sneer: "Look at your appearance, a big man has no courage at all, so you deserve not to marry a wife."

As he said that, Li Chunhua brows tightly and asked, "This is the opportunity. She will go to Huaiyang in March. You have thought about it."

After coming back to his senses, Li Xiangdong said nervously: "This matter is too difficult. What if someone else finds out?"

"Does she dare to spread such shameful things?" Li Chunhua whispered: "If it really spreads, her reputation will be ruined."

"Besides, it doesn't matter if it spreads out. She has no other way to choose. Who else can she marry except you?"

Thinking of this, Li Xiangdong really had a bad idea.

Although the method is a bit dangerous, if it can be achieved, the return will be proportional.

Finally, Li Xiangdong muttered: "I'll think about it myself."

When I got home, there were a lot of New Year's goods in the house, so I saw off a group of people who wished me New Year's greetings. The old lady finally had time to rest.

"There were no so many people who greeted New Year in the past? This is a good thing this year. My face is almost frozen in the past few days." The old lady smiled helplessly, but she was also happy.

When I get older, I love to be lively. The villagers in the village don’t often walk around on weekdays, and everyone has their own work to do.

The old lady is also happy to see so many people during the Chinese New Year.

"What should I do with these things?" As he said that, the old lady looked at the New Year's goods sent by others and felt worried for a moment.

This is just today. The warehouses are full of food, mostly chicken, duck, fish, meat, eggs, white wine and tea. Although it is winter, there are too many to eat at all.

Nie Ling'er smiled faintly and had already made plans in her heart: "Grandma, don't worry, these things will be used until Brother Yong's wedding banquet. I can't finish them all."

Anyway, I can’t finish eating it. I have to order these chicken, duck, fish and meat for wedding banquets, so I’m just going to use it.

The old lady also had a lit up eyes when she heard this: "Oh, why didn't I expect it? You are just smart enough to save a lot of money."

"Save money is secondary, mainly because it cannot be wasted." Nie Ling'er said: "And the meat will not be fresh after being left for a long time. It only depends on our family to eat it, and we have to eat it for a while."

The old lady nodded repeatedly and said yes.

After the fifth day of the Chinese New Year, the atmosphere gradually faded, but the sound of firecrackers occasionally sounded in the village.

In the next few days, the second wife of the Nie family was planning to prepare for the marriage between Nie Yong and Tong Yueru. Their good days were approaching, so they were scheduled for the thirteenth day of the first lunar month.

On this day, Nie Ling'er accompanied Wang and Nie Yong to purchase in various shops in the town, buying some things to use on the day of getting married.

You also need to book a team in advance and play joy. In short, there are many things to do and it takes a lot of effort.

"I said I'll be the chef at the wedding banquet. I should do my part and save trouble when my brother gets married."

In the grocery store, Nie Ling'er said to Wang.

Wang said with dissatisfaction: "You have put in a lot of effort, and because your brother got married, you can't let you take charge of the kitchen. How can you get married? My sister is busy in the kitchen? You have to

On the table!"

Wang's will is firm and said more than once that his two sons would not let Ling'er enter the kitchen after getting married.

Nie Ling'er smiled helplessly: "Don't you want Brother Yong's wedding banquet to make it more decent? The dishes I cook must be better than the cooks I invited!"

"You don't have to worry about this." Wang said: "It's not that the high-ranking families who are all good at eating gourmets. They are all rural villagers. They have everything from the table, chicken, duck, fish and meat.

It's decent enough."

"Your second aunt is right." Nie Yong also walked up to Nie Ling'er and said, "Don't worry about the face. I have found the chef, and it is also the name of Changling Town.

I have held wedding banquets many times, and I am very experienced and will not make any mistakes.”

In this way, Nie Ling'er had to nod.

Wang asked Nie Yong at this time: "Have you bought it?"

Nie Yong nodded and held a stack of red notes in his hand: "I've bought it."

"Then let's go, let Brother Hui and Brother Kun write about these things." Wang said.

This memorial is written for an invitation. If you get married in the village, there will be no such steps.

Now Brother Yong has a yard in the town, which is used to make a wedding house. He always gets married in the town, so he has an invitation.

After all, he married the daughter of the Tong family. Nie Yong wanted to do the details of all parties to give Tong Yueru more decent.

I ran around the town for another day, and it was still early to return to the village, but it was already dark.

There was a candle in the room, Nie Hui and Nie Kun rested on the case and began to write invitations. The list of guests for the banquet was ready. In addition to the guests from the man's house, the guests from the woman's house must also be written together.

When it is delivered to Tong's house tomorrow, the Tong's house will send the invitation out.

"I invited the village chief's family to the village chief, Wang Sheng and his wife, and Qin's sister-in-law, and some people who are close to each other on weekdays."

On the kang, Mrs. Wang talked to the old lady: "When I go back, I will hold a wedding banquet in the village and invite everyone to have a meal."

The old lady nodded after hearing this: "It's good, otherwise it wouldn't be realistic if you post it all. There are so many people."

At this time, Nie Hui raised his head: "Second Aunt, all the people in the village have been written."

When Wang heard this, he hurriedly put on his shoes and got off the kang, walked up to take a look.

She can't read, but she can also tell whether the writing is good or not.

"Brother Hui wrote it well. The word is neat and has a face." Wang smiled with satisfaction.

Then he asked: "Which one is this? Don't send it wrong!"

Nie Hui then remembered that his second aunt was illiterate, so he stood up and said, "Second Aunt, stay at home, I'll go and send it to you."

"Okay, OK." Wang nodded with a smile.

Nie Ling'er walked into the house from outside and said to Brother Hui: "Brother, give me the post from the east of the village. I happened to send some fermented tofu to Aunt Qin, and by the way, I sent the post from the east.

.”

After hearing this, Nie Hui looked down and found out several posts from Wang Sheng’s house, Qin’s house, and village chief’s house, etc., who lived in the east and handed them to Nie Ling’er: “Then I’ll go to the west to deliver them.”

After leaving the door, I walked on the small road in the village at night. There was a bright moon above my head and there were burning lanterns on both sides, which were not as dark as usual.

Every household has a bright light, and occasionally someone has a flash of shadows. Nie Ling'er is walking and watching, and soon she arrives at Wang Sheng's house.

"Uncle Wang, Aunt."

After entering the yard and entering the house, Nie Ling'er called out.
Chapter completed!