Locked: God is the matchmaker, neither you nor I can escape

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, there are no extra activities in the small village, and there are no exciting activities in the small county town. For them, the Mid-Autumn Festival is a festival where they can have a meal and eat some minced meat. The so-called moon cakes are only consumed by rich people.

Instead of asking them to buy mooncakes, it would be better to buy two more kilograms of pork.

Of course, this was what the villagers of Dashan Village thought in previous years.

This year, not only can they buy two more kilograms of meat, but they can also eat delicious mooncakes. Because of their relationship with the villagers, Uncle Li gave them one cent cheaper on each mooncake, but the quantity was the same and he would not give them more. Giving them more would tire them out.

They must not open this loophole, otherwise, all the relatives and friends in the village will come to them for help with ordering, how can they handle it?

In addition, this year every villager in Dashan Village carried incense, candles and paper money to the mountain to worship their ancestors, and informed their ancestors that Dashan Village was praised by the emperor, so that they could be happy together.

Xin Ye's family has no ancestors here, so the Li family continued their life as usual today, except that they started preparing a big meal in the afternoon under Xin Ye's command.

In order to make the two adults integrate better, Xin Ye unceremoniously ordered them to help with the work. Having had successful experience in making mooncakes before, the two of them inexplicably developed mysterious confidence in their cooking skills.

Xin Ye didn't stop him. Hey, isn't it just smashing some cucumbers and making some cold dishes?

With him personally watching over them and not giving them room to play freely, they will never end up with any shady dishes.

The table was filled with both meat and vegetarian dishes. Except for Xin Ye and Yan Yiyi, everyone else was full.

Fortunately, I had dinner early, otherwise I wouldn’t have been able to eat the mooncakes in the evening.

At night, when the round moon hangs high in the clouds, every household brings out the altar for worship, and different offerings are placed on the table.

Xin Ye put moon cakes, wild grapes, melon seeds, steamed sweet potatoes, and sweet potato soup on the table one by one. The main idea was to serve whatever was available. He had originally wanted to put wine, but after tasting the wine tonight, the two masters refused to let him use it. Master Feng even ordered someone to bring him the Bamboo Leaf Green Wine that he had brought all the way from the capital to exchange for it.

Those who knew how wine was made turned their eyes away silently. When the three Hua brothers saw Lord Feng like this, they couldn't help but cover their eyes. Lord Feng like this was so similar to them in the past!

Although Bamboo Leaf Green Wine is not as expensive as grape wine in the capital, it still costs ten taels of silver per jar, which is not cheap.

However, as long as I think of the wine that Lord Feng holds in his arms like a treasure, the raw materials are wild grapes from the mountains, and then there is sugar. White sugar is indeed expensive. One tael of silver can make a large jar, and the amount of this jar can be divided into ten jars of Bamboo Leaf Green Wine of Lord Feng.

If we have to calculate some more costs, it would be the labor costs for manual picking and manufacturing.

However, they are the ones who made the profit, and they will not tell outsiders the truth.

After worshiping the moon, everyone sat under the moon and chatted. Lord Feng and Hua Murong drank tea and wrote poems, while the two brothers of the Hua family, who were poor students, and the Xin Ye couple played poker on the side.

They made these playing cards together, using blocks of wood that were polished smooth and then painted with patterns. However, the words on the playing cards were either Arabic numerals or common numbers.

Father Li asked Ren Huaimin to play Gobang. Yes, ever since Ren Huaimin started playing Gobang, he no longer liked playing Go.

The other guards, those on duty continued on duty, and those who were resting also started playing poker. While they were making poker, the secret guards also made a few decks of cards.

Under the bright moonlight, it is still bright even without turning on the lights. Almost every household in the mountain village is enjoying the moon and chatting in the yard. In the quiet night, from time to time, you can hear the villagers talking loudly or laughing, and of course the screams of children being beaten.

The Li family was just too engrossed in playing cards. Both the Hua brothers and the secret guards were so engrossed in the game that they forgot their identities.

The master did not have any of the manners of a master, and the subordinates were not as reserved and serious as subordinates. They were all playing and making noise, having a great time.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, Xin Ye began to pack his luggage and prepared to go to Shacheng to visit his father-in-law and mother-in-law.

Clothes and other things are secondary. You should pack up all the pots, pans, beddings, and food and pickles for the journey and take them with you!

The most important thing is the gifts for his father-in-law and mother-in-law, including chili sauce, meat sauce, and medicinal herbs such as ginseng and ganoderma lucidum. Worried that the sweet potatoes sent before had been eaten, Xin Ye brought 100 kilograms of sweet potatoes as seeds to plant for his father-in-law and mother-in-law next year to ensure that they will never have to worry about not having sweet potatoes in the future.

One of the things was something that no one present expected.

"Brother-in-law, are you going to take this with you?!" Hua Muyu asked, pointing at the green sweet potatoes.

"Yes, my father-in-law and mother-in-law have never eaten sweet potato dishes! If water spinach is not as cold-resistant as sweet potato dishes, I would have brought water spinach with me."

Xin Ye asked the secret guards to help carry the stepped wooden troughs planted with sweet potatoes onto the carriages. There were six carriages in total, and one such wooden trough could be placed at the back of each carriage.

The three brothers of the Hua family did not expect that Xin Ye was so thoughtful that he would bring fresh sweet potatoes back to Shacheng for their parents. They had to admit that he was so filial.

It’s not that there are no sweet potato seeds, but by the time the sweet potatoes are grown and ready to be eaten, they have all returned to the mountain village.

There was nothing he could offer to his father-in-law and mother-in-law, so Xin Ye insisted on bringing these local specialties to them for them to taste.

The day before departure, a group of unexpected guests came to our house.

"Master Sun!?" Hua Muchin was shocked, but when she thought about the land her eldest brother bought for Yier, she understood what was going on.

The man whom Hua Muxin called Master Sun was an old man in his early fifties with half-white hair and a vigorous spirit. This man was the craftsman that Hua Murong specially wrote to Hua Feifan to arrange to build the manor for Yan Yiyi.

Master Sun and others bowed and greeted them.

Hua Murong stepped forward and introduced Li Adie and Xin Ye to them. It was the first time they heard that the eldest daughter was married. They all stood there in a daze for a long time.

They received instructions from the head of the family to come to a village to build a manor for the eldest daughter, and they didn't say anything else. As for why they chose to build the manor in such a far place, how could they be qualified to ask?

It turns out that this manor is the manor where the eldest lady lived after her marriage!

No, why would the young lady be willing to live in this small mountain village and marry a country man?

What's even more bizarre is that none of the patriarch, his wife, or the young masters objected! ?

They were shocked, confused and puzzled, but no one asked.

They are very aware of their own identities, and they deeply understand one truth - don't ask about things that you shouldn't ask, and you will always know what you should know.