The courtyard: the atmosphere of human life

Although Mother Zhong was somewhat aware of Xiao Ping's love affair, she did not take the initiative to ask about it until Xiao Ping took the initiative to tell her family. After all, Xiao Ping was already a grown-up girl, and Mother Zhong still respected her own wishes.

"Isn't this too fast? How can you get engaged right away?"

In the evening, after the whole family saw the man's parents off, they sat in the east room and held a small meeting. Wu Meifeng was the first to speak up and express her opinion.

"I also feel that this is a bit hasty. I just met Xiao Gao for the first time today, and it seems like I can't wait to set a date."

Zhong Yunxing also expressed his views.

Xiao Gao is Xiao Ping's boyfriend. He is a very energetic guy and works in the same private factory as Xiao Ping. The financial conditions of both families are similar, so the Zhong family is not too picky about the marriage itself.

But after Gao’s parents came, it seemed as if they couldn’t wait to marry Xiaoping home the next day, and their anxiety was extremely obvious.

Darong had been sitting aside holding Ruyi and watching TV. When she saw Xiao Gao for the first time, she felt like she had seen him before. But after thinking for a long time, she couldn't remember where she had seen him before.

But Darong always believed that there must be something wrong when things are abnormal, and she hardly expressed any useful opinions that night.

In the next few days, Wu Meifeng was like a chicken with its blood pumped up. She went to Darong's house every day to go back to Erdaohezi together. Every time, they would stay until after dinner before the two families went back to the town together.

After running around for three or four days, Gao's parents came again. This time, they simply asked someone to calculate a date and brought it to Mother Zhong.

"My dear mother-in-law, the two dates you gave are both in the second half of the year. There are only two or three months left at most. It's too hasty."

During the dinner, Wu Meifeng looked at the date given by the Gao family with a smile and joked.

"I am satisfied with Pingping in every way. I am afraid that my good daughter-in-law will run away, so I quickly marry her home to give me peace of mind."

Gao's mother also joined in the joke. After the meal, Wu Meifeng kept insisting on waiting until after the New Year and the beginning of spring to get married, so Gao's parents agreed to hold the wedding this year.

After seeing Gao's parents off, Mother Zhong was still hesitant.

"His uncle has set a date in March. How can a sister get married before her brother? The Gao family is too anxious. I think May is more suitable."

Wu Meifeng held Jixiang in her arms, still with a provocative look on her face.

"I also think next year would be more appropriate. After preparing the betrothal gifts for the third child, our family is not well off anymore. If we wait for half a year, we can still get more dowry for Xiao Ping."

This time, Zhong Yunxing agreed with Wu Meifeng's opinion and nodded in agreement.

Mother Zhong didn't care who got married first, Zhong Yunsheng or Zhong Yunping. Instead, what Zhong Yunxing said touched her more. After all, Xiaoping was her only daughter, and who wouldn't want her daughter to have a glorious marriage?

"Since the man has already given us a date, we shouldn't be so fussy about it. If we can't come to an agreement on such a small matter, what will we do if our mother-in-law blames us after we get married?"

After listening for a long time, Darong raised the only objection. Zhong Yunxing looked at Darong with some displeasure.

That night, Mother Zhong never expressed her opinion. She was probably hesitant in her heart. Until Darong and the others left, Xiaoping's marriage had not been finalized.

"Are you so impatient to marry Xiaoping off?" Zhong Yunxing had been holding it in all the way, and as soon as he entered the door, he questioned Darong with an unhappy face.

"Xiao Ping can't wait until next year. We've been there every day these past two days. Didn't you notice that Xiao Ping vomited after eating a bite?"

Darong retorted to Zhong Yunxing in a bad mood. She was also impressed by his stupidity.

"Isn't she having a stomach problem?" Zhong Yunxing stared at Darong stupidly.

"Why don't you dare let mom see her vomiting when she has a stomachache?"

"Impossible, Xiaoping is not that kind of person..."

"If Xiao Ping isn't it, are you so sure that Xiao Gao isn't it either?" Darong interrupted Zhong Yunxing with her eyes wide open.

Today, Xiao Ruyi stayed at her grandmother's house, and the two of them spoke without reservation.

"Do you dare to bet on that one? Wu Meifeng is so reluctant to go back, why does she drag me back with her every day? She must have seen something."

"Then she still advocates next year?" Zhong Yunxing widened his eyes in surprise and looked at Darong in disbelief.

Darong pursed her lips and avoided Zhong Yunxing's gaze.

"I'm just guessing. I don't dare to gamble with Xiao Ping's reputation."

Darong really didn't want to say anything more to Wu Meifeng. She actually couldn't understand Wu Meifeng's thoughts. There were many people who laughed at others, but this was the first time she saw someone waiting to laugh at her own family.

The next day, when Darong and Zhong Yunxing went back to Erdaohezi to pick up Xiao Ruyi, Zhong Yunxing changed his previous attitude and insisted on listening to the advice of the man's family and setting Xiaoping's wedding in September.

After Xiaoping's marriage was arranged, as her two brothers, they had to prepare a dowry for their sister. In this regard, Wu Meili was very generous and prepared a TV for Xiaoping.

"You're lucky to have such good conditions. This is imported, right?" Darong looked at the newly brought color TV and gave a few sincere compliments.

Although Darong also prepared a washing machine for Xiaoping, it was much inferior to the imported color TV.

"I asked my uncle to help buy it. It's not sold in our southern suburbs." Wu Meifeng proudly showed off her skills.

Mother Zhong just agreed happily, and got up to go to the bathroom without saying anything else. Only Darong and Wu Meifeng were left in the room.

"Can't you see that Xiaoping is pregnant?" Wu Meifeng suddenly lowered her voice and said to Darong.

"Ah? No, that's impossible." Darong didn't expect Wu Meifeng to ask her this directly, and she was indeed surprised for a moment.

"She must be pregnant, otherwise how could she eat and vomit? Besides, the Gao family is in such a hurry to get married, there must be something wrong."

Darong was speechless. This Wu Meifeng was really not a good person. She was her own sister-in-law. She clearly saw the problem, but still insisted that she get married next year.

"Then do you still advocate that she get married next year?" Darong couldn't help but ask the question in her heart.

"If she ignores me all day, I should let her give birth to the child at home to dampen her arrogance..."

At the door of the house, Mother Zhong, who had come back to get paper, heard Wu Meifeng's words, silently withdrew the leg that had already stepped in, turned around and went to the small side room.