On this day, girls will beg for cleverness, begging for clever hands from the Weaver Girl, and begging for a good marriage match.
Marriage is a lifelong event for a woman's happiness, so infatuated women will pray to the stars on the night of Chinese Valentine's Day for a happy marriage.
Yan Yiyi is a five-year-old baby, and marriage is too far away for her.
What's more, she is the Prince of Hell, what does a happy marriage have to do with her?
Rather than begging for luck, it is better to eat more ghosts.
"Master, there will be a lot of delicious food on the streets today that we don't usually find," Shen Ming said.
Because Chinese Valentine's Day is a big festival, many vendors come to the town to set up stalls every year.
Sure enough, Yan Yiyi became interested when he heard the meal: "Then what are you waiting for? Let's go quickly!"
The Chinese Valentine's Day Book School never stops bathing, but the highlight of the Chinese Valentine's Day is in the evening, and Lu Yan and Lu Yao can also join in the fun.
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Mrs. Fang hasn't seen Lu Fangwei's family for a long time. Even if Ma Xialan's mother-in-law is gone, how come she hasn't seen her son and grandson for quite some time?
I heard from Matchmaker Liu that there was a newly divorced woman in Ningshuang Village to the east who had given birth to two sons before. She asked the second son to see her and marry him back if she liked them.
How can there be no woman in this family?
These days, Zhao Dehui and Zhao Songquan's family can smell a stench from next door every day.
At first it was the smell of feces and urine, but gradually it became like a rotten smell.
"It's such a hot summer, I don't know what Lu Fang put at home, it all stink!"
Jiang couldn't help but cursed.
"You stay behind closed doors day after day, and you don't know what Lu Fang is doing at home?"
Thinking about this, Jiang suddenly became curious and moved a bench over, ready to see what Lu Fangwei had put at home to make it smell like this?
"ah!!!"
Jiang stepped on the bench and took one look, then he fell to the ground without a sound!
Zhao Dehui and Zhao Zhengning rushed out of the kitchen immediately after hearing the sound and helped him up.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
Zhao Zhengning saw that Jiang's face was pale and his whole body was cold, as if he had been frightened by something.
Jiang's pupils were trembling, and he pointed tremblingly at Lu Fangwei's yard next door and said:
"Death, dead person, Lu Fang is dead, dead!!!"
"???"
Zhao Zhengning and Zhao Dehui were shocked.
"Mother-in-law, don't say this nonsense..."
As Zhao Dehui was talking, Fang rushed in: "Jiang, what are you talking about?
I, Fang Guilan, am not dead yet, so you dare to curse my son until I tear your mouth apart!"
Fang's expression was horrifying, and she rushed towards Jiang with all her teeth and claws bared, looking like a crazy wild dog!
Fortunately, Zhao Dehui and Zhao Zhengning stopped him in time, otherwise, the Jiang family would have suffered.
"Sister-in-law of the Lu family, please calm down. My mother-in-law is talking nonsense. I will apologize to you on her behalf," Zhao Dehui said.
Zhao Zhengning winked at Mr. Jiang and whispered: "Mom, how can you talk nonsense about this kind of thing?"
How could Madam Fang let Madam Jiang off so easily? She sharply saw the six eggs that Madam Jiang had just picked up on the ground and snorted coldly:
"If Zhao Dehui hadn't seen your sincerity, I wouldn't have let it go today!
But those eggs in your house..."
When Fang said half of what he said, Zhao De would immediately understand.
Although eggs are expensive, Zhao Dehui still went to give the six eggs to Fang in order to calm the matter.
"Wait a moment!"
Just when Zhao Dehui was about to hand the egg to Fang, Jiang shouted.
"Dehui, I'm not talking nonsense. If you don't believe me, just stand on the bench and take a look!"
Zhao Dehui frowned. This woman was possessed by evil spirits today. Why did she keep saying that Lu Fangwei was dead?
Lu Fangwei was only thirty-two years old, how could he die?
Seeing Jiang's serious look, Zhao Zhengning felt a little suspicious, so he stood on the bench and looked next door.
I didn't want to, but I saw Lu Fangwei fell into the tank in the courtyard and remained motionless.
Moreover, why are the things crawling on Lu Fang’s back maggots?!
Just like Jiang's face turned pale before, Zhao Zhengning's pupils were shaking and he said to Zhao Dehui in a deep voice:
"Dad, Lu Fangwei is really dead, and he has maggots already..."
"Snapped!"
Before Zhao Zhengning finished speaking, Fang slapped him.
"You, the Zhao family, are so vicious. You actually cursed my youngest son to death one by one!!"
Mrs. Fang gnashed her teeth and cursed, then walked to the door of Lu Fangwei's house and called for someone.
"Lao Er! Lao Er open the door!"
"Second brother, I am mother, open the door quickly!!!"