The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Yang Zhu, when they returned from Ning Mengyao, they already knew that Lei An would definitely come back to raise a relative, so there was no accident for Ryan’s words.

Lei An did not hear Yang Zhu’s words for a long time, and couldn’t help but say: “Uncle, I will be very good to Lele, would you agree?”

Yang’s hand reached Yang Zhu, and Yang Zhu reacted: “Your kid is going to take my daughter home like this?”

Lei An then stupidly smiled: "No, I just want to come first to talk to you."

Yang Zhu looked helplessly at him: "I want to marry a prostitute, yes, but I can't bully my niece. It is good for her. If you bully her, no matter what your identity, we will avenge Lele."

Ryan nodded: "Of course, I will not bully Lele."

"That's it. How about finding someone to come to raise a family?" Yang Zhu looked at Lei An.

Ryan thought for a moment: "I am going to invite people."

"it is good."

Lei An said that he had talked with Yang Zhu a few words, and then he left, leaving a few steps and then returned: "Uncle, I want to buy a little land, build a house, can't be happy with me, go to my boss. Home."

He wants to give Lele the best, and doesn't want people to say that they are under the fence.

"You have to ask Meng Yao, there is only some useless land in the village." Yang Zhu was very satisfied with the words of Lei An, so he laughed.

"That I am going to find a blind man."

Lei An ran back and found Ning Mengyao: "Can you give me two acres of dry land on the edge of the donkey?"

"Do you want to build a house?"

"Well, although you and the boss both said that you can live here, I think we still build one by ourselves. I don't want Lele to be gossip." Of course, living here is good, and Coke will definitely be said.

Ning Mengyao nodded: "Well, I am giving you, Lele."

"I know, then I will go first."

"Why are you going?"

"I went to the provincial capital to find a official media." Lean finished, and did not return to the stables, and left on the horse.

Yang Lele is red and red, and the official media can not be invited by anyone. She thinks this is the importance that Lei An attaches to her.

Ning Mengyao saw Yang Lele's cheeks red, and couldn't help but smile: "Is it safe now? Think about what kind of home you want."

"Yao Yao, I think, I will not embroider the house after I become a relative. I will take the embroidery to this side. Do you see it?" When he became a relative, Lei An did not have an elder. If he still went to embroider Zhuang, is that Rayan alone at home? No one even helped him with a hot meal.

"This is what I want to tell you. You can take your embroidery back. When you have an order, you can let the people over there send it." If there are elders in Lei'an's family, Ning Mengyao definitely wants to. Let Yang Lele stay for a while, but Lei’s family has only himself, and naturally can’t come.

"Yao Yao thank you." Yang Lele said warmly, grateful.

"What do you say to me, thank you, we are good friends." Ning Mengyao does not like Yang Lele to say such things.

Yang Lele nodded and said that he did not say such a thing, which made Ning Mengya happy.

Three days later, the official media went to Yang Zhu’s home.

"The big brother, your daughter-in-law is really a sign, and Leanto, I will tell him a pro." The matchmaker said with a smile.

"Cheng, please inside." This person can be different from the matchmaker in the village. This is the official media that most people can't come.

After the matchmaker entered, she took out the Geng post prepared by Lei An. Yang Zhu also took out Yang Xiu'er. The two exchanged the Geng post. The matchmaker said: "I will go find someone to measure the day and find a good day. Come down to the ceremony."

"That's bothering you." He said that he took out a red envelope and handed it to the matchmaker. The light inside was obviously a silver ticket.

After the matchmaker left, Yang’s laughing mouth could not be closed: “This time, the mother who looked at the broken mouth dared not to say that my family was not happy.” This is the official media to come to the relatives, the first in the village.

Yang Zhu looked helplessly at his wife: "Are you thinking about preparing your daughter for a dowry?"