In the Days of Being a Maid In Ancient Times

"Oops! It's all broken like this, how do you wear it!" Yang Yu complained and put Old Man Du's clothes together, and saw that some of the dirty quilts were ripped off.

"Why are you holding my quilt!" Old Man Du watched as she walked out holding his own quilt, and quickly got up and shouted after him.

Yang Yu put the quilt on the rope in the yard and pulled it left and right to level it. "Look at how tide your quilt is, how can you sleep without drying it!"

"Taking advantage of the good weather today, I have to take out Zixuan's quilt to dry in the sun." Then he went to Zixuan's bedroom, looked at the old man who was blocking the door, and said with disgust, "Father, get out of the way. One point, if you have nothing to do, just sit in the yard and bask in the sun, don't get in my way."

Old Man Du held the door and slowly made way for Yang Yu. Looking at her fiery back, he said to Xixi, who was eating sugar: "When did your mother become like this, saying that wind is rain."

Xixi glanced at the old man Du, and ran to find Yang Yu.

"Yes, just like her mother." Old Man Du said helplessly.

Yang Yu took Zixuan's quilt out and put it on the rope, threw his dirty clothes together with Du's old man's, and went back to the house to find a rope.

"Dad, I'm going to do the laundry, and I'll be back at noon. Don't worry about lunch, I'll make it back." Then he went to the house and moved a chair for Old Man Du to put it outside, so that he could lie down in the sun.

"Xixi, mother-in-law will take you to do the laundry." Yang Yu greeted Xixi and said.

Yang Yu walked to the river with a large pot of clothes, and Xixi next to her trotted after him.

"Tea maid! Tea maid!"

Hearing the voice, Yang Yu went back to look, and saw a middle-aged woman dressed in fancy clothes and with a plump figure walking towards her, Yang Yu turned around and left when he saw this person.

This person is the flower matchmaker who chews her tongue in front of the tea lady. Yang Yu looked at her very much now, and didn't want to pay attention to her at all.

Seeing that the tea lady ignored her, the auntie trotted a few steps forward and grabbed her arm, "Tan lady, I said what's the matter with you, but I didn't hear me calling you."

The flower matchmaker held a handkerchief in one hand and patted her chest with the other, and she could even clearly see her chest trembling.

Yang Yu turned his face away and said coldly, "Why are you calling me?"

The flower matchmaker didn't care about Yang Yu's attitude at all, when she saw Xixi next to her pinching Xixi's face provoked by the orchid finger, "Zi!Zi! This small appearance looks so good, and it's tender and tender. is you."

Yang Yu looked at her touching Xixi's face, her brows were wrinkled, her eyes were full of disgust, she just wanted to hit her hand, but the flower matchmaker herself put it down.

"Call me something, don't delay my laundry." Yang Yu asked her again in a bad tone.

The flower matchmaker looked at Yang Yu up and down, and saw that although she was wearing coarse clothes, she didn't have a patch on her body, and her face was so white that she could see through. She thought resentfully that if it wasn't for her, she wouldn't have offended Zhang Yuanwai. Maybe she has moved to the town long ago, and is still dealing with these mud legs in the village every day.

"Oh! It's not like we haven't seen each other for a while. Auntie misses you and wants to come up and say hello to you." The flower matchmaker pulled Yang Yu and said kindly.

Yang Yu looked at the flower matchmaker who was laughing and trembling, and wondered what the old woman was thinking about. "Huh" just made me meet her.

Yang Yu smiled reservedly, "I haven't seen my aunt for a long time, and I miss her very much too!"

"Cha Niang, why is your face so ugly, and why are you thin again? It looks a little thinner than when you didn't leave the cabinet." He disliked it, but he didn't delay in pulling Yang Yu's clothes. , "Look, what kind of clothes are you wearing, the fabric is so poor."

"Hey! You said that your father is also really good. The matchmaker I told you was so good. If you marry the son of Zhang Yuanwai's family, if you marry her in brocade and grosgrain, you won't wear the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, but you can eat them. You can do the laundry yourself, and you can just hand it over to the next person."

"It's a pity, you let your father mess with you!" The flower matchmaker stomped her feet in a pity for the tea lady, and glanced at her face from time to time.

Looking at the unresponsive Yang Yu, the flower matchmaker muttered in her heart: What's the situation? When she said this before, this little girl couldn't help but change her face, but now she has no reaction at all.

Yang Yu stood by the side with a pot and watched the performance of the flower matchmaker, and said with disdain: Is this the rank? The original owner, the tea lady, is really stupid and sweet, and she can't see such an obvious provocation.

"Auntie, it's because your eyes are not good. My face is not good. I'm clearly white, and I'm not thin at all. Not only is I not thin, but I have gained two pounds."

"You laugh at my clothes, what's the matter? My clothes are obviously better than yours. You can see that the fabric is poor." Yang Yu looked at the flower matchmaker and said word by word.

The flower matchmaker looked at the articulate tea lady, but did not respond for a while, and stammered: "I saw it with both eyes."

"Oh~ Really?" Yang Yu asked with a sneer.

"Yes." The flower matchmaker straightened her chest and said, thinking in her heart: I can still be frightened by your little girl, and I underestimate me too much.

Yang Yu looked at the hen who seemed to be fighting, looked at her with disdain, and continued: "I still have one thing I don't understand, my aunt said so well about Zhang Yuanwai's son, why not let your treasure Sister Er married him? Sister Bo'er is a few months older than me!"

"What nonsense are you talking about, at that time, our Bao'er promised others, otherwise we would have your turn." The flower matchmaker gave her a stern look, and Yang Yu could see clearly with her white-eyed eyes.

"The condition of Zhang Yuanwai's son is so good. Isn't any girl you can find in the town better than our girl? Why does your aunt come to the village to introduce him? Could it be that Zhang Yuanwai's son has a hidden illness?" Yang Yu looked at him. The flower matchmaker asked one after another.

Hearing Yang Yu's words, the flower matchmaker seemed to have been guessed, glared at her fiercely, and said fiercely: "You bullshit, the son of Zhang Yuanwai's family is fine, if there is any hidden disease, then **** I will tear your mouth apart. ." After speaking, without waiting for Yang Yu to answer, he left angrily.

Seeing the look of the flower matchmaker's frantic appearance, Yang Yu's mood is too good, and you can't even see this old lady. If you want to provoke in front of the old lady, let's practice for a few years!

It seems that Old Man Du didn't agree with Cha Niang to marry him at first, because he already knew that person had a hidden illness.

Yang Yu took Xixi and walked briskly towards the river. At this time, there were already a lot of people by the river, "Cha Niang, when did you come back?" A smiling aunt looked at Yang Yu and asked.