"I heard that Aunt Yang was also a beauty in the past, with a dignified appearance and a gentle temperament. Many people came to the door to talk about their relatives, but they were all under his control. Later, his father Yang Da was seriously ill. Aunt Yang prayed for his father and made a wish that if his father could cure his hair, he would cut his hair into a nun to support the Bodhisattva. Three days later, his father really recovered. She wanted to cut his hair into a nun, but because of her father and her mother, she kept practicing at home. I heard that he was good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting..." My sister is indeed a famous gossip professional, and soon Taotao kept telling the story of Aunt Yang one by one.

In the end, after her father passed away, she was filial to her father. Until now, she was already thirty-nine, but she had not gotten married. This made Yang Gongdao and Yang Shidao also worried about the marriage of this gentle cousin.

As an excellent time traveler who is familiar with future history, I naturally stood up unshirkable. First, I persuaded the warrior to hand over the business to my already grown son. He came to serve as the Minister of the Ministry of Commerce. Then, I began to think about how to put these two people together, and I was worried about the matter between them.

At first, Yang Gongdao and Yang Shidao were a little reluctant. They thought that although the warrior was only forty years old, they were finally married and had two adult children. Their cousin was still an unmarried girl.

This young master was speechless. In this era when even the age of fifteen or sixteen, even the boys of noble families were countless people who had stolen the forbidden fruit with their maids at the age of thirteen or fourteen. Do you think there was a forty-year-old Huanghualang?

Well, forty-year-old Huang Hualang has yes, but if he had no money to marry a wife or had a disabled person, would your cousin look down on such a Huang Hualang?

This young master tried his best to show off his truth and reason, and finally convinced the two of them, and then went to Yang Da’s wife to talk about this.

Yang Da’s wife wanted her daughter to get married soon and would have a support in the future. In addition, this young master patted her chest to ensure that the warrior’s character was definitely trustworthy and very good, and she would never abuse Mrs. Yang.

What's more, the warrior was a clean and upright official, and he received praise from many ministers in just a few months. Even Wei Zheng thought the warrior was good.

I heard this young master's tongue blooming with lotus flowers and praised the warrior as rare in the sky and a flower on the ground. In addition, Yang Gongdao and Yang Shidao, the two brothers who had already secretly got angry with me, beat the drums on the side.

Yang Da’s wife made the decision on the spot without hesitation, and as long as my daughter likes it, she will marry him.

After receiving such a guarantee, I finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then went to find the warrior happily, and began to fool this guy with my 3-inch tongue.

No, it is to convince him that he should look for the second spring of his life, find beautiful love, feel the beauty of twilight love, and be able to accompany his beloved in his later years, rather than playing with birds alone and being lonely and cold all day long.

The problem is that this guy actually has psychological problems. He always feels that he is just a businessman after all, and he is even more worried about whether Mrs. Yang is too ugly or has some hidden disease that he is not getting married now.

In the end, my brother got angry. After discussing with Yang Gongdao, Yu Qian set up a blind date. Of course, it was my husband who was in the mansion to celebrate my mother's 45th birthday. Then Yang Gongdao fooled his sister, so I naturally brought the warrior.

It is worthy of being a family in history. As soon as the two met, they really had a bright spot. The standard love at first sight, a typical turtle looked at mung beans.

Then, the warrior stammered and expressed his wish to marry Mrs. Yang as his wife, and Mrs. Yang was also shy and felt that the middle-aged handsome man, the warrior, was elegant and friendly, and must be a good companion.

This young master naturally became their matchmaker and pointed out the marriage partner. He patted his chest and told the twisted old couple, just wait, brother gets married first. I can't even marry a wife for your marriage.

Of course, I put this matter aside first. Now, the warrior sent this starling here, so I naturally wanted to remind me, the matchmaker and middleman, if it should be done? You are getting married. I, forty-year-old passionate man, can only suffer from lovesickness all day long, and play with birds alone in emptiness, lonely and cold... Well, I think that's what I mean anyway.

After listening to this young master's story, the three women were relieved. "Brother Wu has now become the Minister of Commerce. I think he is worthy of Mrs. Yang. Brother, when are you going to prepare for their marriage?

"I'll talk about this later. Our family has another major event to handle." This young master smiled and said to the girl who was squatting with Yaoguang. "You have to finish your business well before you talk."

These words immediately made the girl's pretty face blush and she gave me a cute look: "Of course, you are my brother. If you don't do it, who will do it?"

"So, don't worry about other people's affairs first. Keep me fatter and raise me a little white. Then I will marry you and I will be more respectful, do you know?" This young master ordered the girl very seriously, in return, and rolled his eyes in unison. Damn it.

My wedding date is not far from my girl's wedding date. I haven't even spent my honeymoon, so it's my girl's turn to have her wedding date. But this is just right, and a lot of newlyweds are just in handy.

Of course, I still have to get married to something new. The last time I was marrying a wife, but this time I married a girl, which is naturally different. Fortunately, I spent the last time on public service and even my sister's boudoir renovated it, so naturally I didn't need to do anything more this time.

As for the samurai, although this guy is anxious, I can't delay his sister's marriage. He brought him news to him to understand my difficulties and told him that when my family's affairs are finished, he will definitely make his good things work for him. Now, it is the right thing to play with birds at home with peace of mind.

This time, it was not me getting married, but my sister got married. I had a lot of ministers jumping up and down and busy, so I was naturally very leisurely. But now it was my sister's marriage, and my father, who was just a little bit good, was my brother who was responsible for it.

Although the old housekeeper Li Qiang helped me, I was still as tired as a dead dog. I could never stand up like noodle when I lay on the bed all day long.

"Young Master, too. You can just let the people below do some things. Why bother to work hard? Look at how tired you have been in the past few days." Sister Qingxia thoughtfully massaged her legs, and said angrily while dissatisfied.

"You think I don't want it, but the problem is that my mother is old and in poor health at home. My aunt wants to take care of her grandmother, and my sister is a person to marry. As my brother, I naturally have to take responsibility. Just such a girl, so I naturally hope that she will be more glorious when she gets married."

"No one of those guys is careless. I won't be watching. If something goes wrong, how can I explain it to my girl then?"

"It's really her blessing that Wugui can have a brother like you." Yaoguang said with a smile while staring at a small bowl on the stove in front of him.

"That's, a gentleman who is kind, righteous, propriety, wise, trustworthy, and trustworthy, is rare in the world... Hiss, I said, Qingxia, can you be gentle? Hello, what are you two laughing at? Are you wrong for your husband?"

"Yes, young master, what you said is right, right?" Sister Qingxia stopped smiling for a long time, and the force in her hand returned to normal. A charming rolled her eyes over.

Yaoguang also curled his lips. "A gentleman is still a gentleman, who was yesterday... Uh, you bad guy." Yaoguang's words were suddenly stuck in the middle. Seeing Sister Qingxia's puzzled gaze, she couldn't help but glared at me with shame and anger.

Damn, what's wrong with me? Last night, I wasn't this young master taking the initiative. This girl is also afraid to do anything with me and play with me when she was on the bed. But when it comes to normal, whenever she mentions a little, her face is blushing like an apple in autumn. The contrast is so great that it really makes me happy, well, and it's even more exciting.

Sister Qingxia pursed her lips and tried not to laugh out loud. Her pretty face turned red. Naturally, this young master could not reveal it, but her face was innocent, which made the Yaoguang girl unable to take her anger on my head. The girl finally turned around in disappointment and continued to mutter to the chicken soup that was still slowly steaming on the iron stove.

"Qingxia, is this soup bubbled?" At this time, Yaoguang asked Qingxia urgently.

Sister Qingxia nodded and responded, "Well, as long as bubbles start to appear, it means it's about to rise. If the soup is rolling, it means that the soup is ready and you can drink it."

"Yaoguang, come here, are you always staring at it?" When I saw Yaoguang girl staring at the chicken soup that was about to be opened on the iron stove, I was speechless. People who didn't know the inside story must think that she was staring at not soup but a bowl of black gunpowder and other dangerous goods.

"Stop making trouble, I have to watch it bloom." The girl Yaoguang still stared at the soup with concentration, and said persistently. "I am your wife. If I can't even heat a cup of chicken soup for my husband, how can I be so embarrassed

Hearing these words, I stared at her side face, kneeling in front of the stove, her tall and delicate body, and my heart was both warm and hot. How could I refuse her intention?

You know, at home, she was most loved by Li Yuan and Queen Dou. She was afraid of melting when she held it in her mouth and holding it in her palm and falling.

Not to mention boiling water and making soup, even women with needlework specialties. After Yaoguang's girl accidentally lie on the silk embroidered by Queen Dou when she was five years old, she was stabbed by a needle. The couple strictly prohibited her daughter from touching this thing.
Chapter completed!