Ten miles from the city, Jiang Jiaji,

Chessboard Street lives in Luxi,

Dad is a good martial artist, and everyone knows Jiang's fireworks.

I have no brothers, no brothers,

I gave birth to a beautiful girl,

My name is Jiang Guizhi,

In a big year, imperial examinations were held.

Everyone in the world pays attention to the examination questions.

There is a scholar named Luo Yi who is anxious to catch the exam.

He hurried past my ginger collection.

Can't stand the wind and frost all the way,

Typhoid fell ill in a ruined temple,

Maybe he was lucky not to die,

Dad helped him back to my house,

Invite a famous doctor to treat his illness,

Luo Yi was in good health that day.

Old dad set a banquet for him again.

Tell me from the embroidered building in Little Maid,

She said, my girl, you know,

There is a handsome boy in our living room.

Only romantic and elegant, without charm.

I'm glad to hear that,

Hurriedly pulled the maid downstairs,

I stopped outside the living room door,

That window is very high and my figure is very low.

Meidochan, she gave me a good idea.

He brought in two eight-piece bricks and a blank one.

I leaned over and stood up,

Wet the paper on the window lattice with your fingertips,

Carpenters carve lines like watching carefully,

I stood outside the hall and stole a photo of my son-in-law. When I saw Luo Yi's veil,

He was dressed in eagle green,

His face is as white as jade,

He has fine features and is an official.

Listening to him talk about this paper,

I know that Feng Lun's talent will not be low,

A thread of love binds me,

Being busy climbing stairs explains psychology,

I said, Oh, my God,

You know, when a woman marries a man,

How can there be an old girl who never goes out?

My mother knows what I'm thinking,

She shook her head deliberately. She didn't say he was a foreigner, but it doesn't matter.

I don't want to see my mother,

My face fell, my head bowed,

With a snort, he looked west and bowed his head and said nothing.

That mouth was so pouty that it could prick a donkey. My mother took care of me and chose a beautiful day to marry Luo Yi.

After getting married, I said that no amount of kindness and love is enough.

Happiness is lingering, not to mention that life is as sweet as honey.

Luo Yi, he knows that I am proficient in martial arts.

He first smiled, then bowed, plopped down on his knees and had the cheek to learn from the teacher.

If you don't teach him fireworks, he won't obey.

I said, you should make rules first, and then learn from the teacher.

He said embroidered soles were my salute,

Anyway, I smile,

During the day, I accompanied him to fight against reading fatigue.

In that garden, he learned Route 72.

And I haven't learned the number 32 yet,

All my heroes are ambitious,

Luo is bent on seeking an official position in Beijing.

If you can't stay, the couple will be separated.

I cried my embroidered pillow that night,

Holding hands, I sent him into the gate outside the second door.

I gently tugged at his clothes,

I said shyly that I was pregnant with my wife,

Is that a man or a woman? I don't know yet.

He said that if a boy was born and named Luo Song,

After he left, Jia jumped in March and August 15, when the cloud broke,

Just gave birth to my Luo Songer,

Holding a baby, thinking about her husband every night,

Every day, when I see him coming home,

After my parents died, I supported my family business.

Luo Song's eldest son was white, Binns,

I was only twenty years old when I left Se.

I am 6 1 year old this year.

How did I survive forty years of widowhood? Who can forget the past?

Watching me die of infatuation,

Forty-year-old Luo Yi grew up in my heart.

The client sends a letter every year,

Asking about him,

One day, a servant came, named Ma Ji.

He said that Yanshan rebelled against Lao Luo Yi,

Anti-Wagang Zong Yi flag,

He's going to kill Luo Yi and get promoted,

As soon as Luo Songer breathed out in his heart,

Shot dead in The Book of Horses,

My family left Jiang Jiaji,

Non-stop to Wagang to find Luo Yi,

Ask me all the way. what can I say? what can I say?

You see, people in their sixties and seventies have come with their children, grandchildren and daughters-in-law.

I have a wrinkled tiger face,

And a white sweater,

Looking for a son-in-law in Li Nanbei,

Let outsiders know what it is,

I'm always in the south camp,

My son didn't change his mind when he wrote this book.