Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1038 I'm Clumsy (Fifth Watch)
Yang Yongjin looked at the table in front of him, there were a lot of meat pieces piled up, which should be from the third aunt and the third aunt's family, and they hadn't been pounded yet.

"Forget it, then I'll come back later, and it's okay to borrow me after you run out."

Yang Yong went in.

"Ouch!"

Yang Ruoqing suddenly heard Cao Bamei who was beside her cry out in pain.

At first glance, the hammer hit the hand.

"Oh, eighth sister, are you okay? Be careful!"

Yang Ruoqing exhorted.

The Sun family and the Da Sun family also cast concerned glances.

Bamei Cao said a little embarrassedly: "I'm distracted, it's okay."

"What is Bamei thinking about? Tell us."

Da Sun is a joking character, so he asked immediately.

Cao Bamei's face turned a little red, she lowered her head: "I didn't think about it."

Then beat the meatloaf.

Everyone talked and laughed, but Cao Bamei was a little absent-minded.

After a while, he beat his hand again.

"This meat is about to be pounded, eighth sister, don't pound it anymore." Da Sun said.

"Just take the hammer in your hand and send it to the old house as envoys to Uncle Qing'er's family. Only then did Yongjin boy come to borrow it." Da Sun ordered.

"Hey, okay, I'll send it right away."

Bamei Cao responded and went back to the side courtyard.

After a while, she came again.

Everyone didn't notice her abnormality, but they didn't escape Yang Ruoqing's poisonous eyes.

Bamei Cao combed her hair and washed her face.

When passing by her, there was a faint scent of soap on her body.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes followed Cao Bamei's back and disappeared at the door of the main room, and she just took it back.

I was a little puzzled.

Isn't it just to send a hammer?Why are you still dressed up?

Could it be that the eighth sister likes the second brother?
Yang Ruoqing was taken aback by her gossip, and then felt that if it was true, it would be quite interesting.

It depends on whether they have that fate.

……

"Ah, why did it take so long for this Eighth Sister to give you a hammer? Could it be something wrong?"

When the lunch here was about to be cooked, Mrs. Sun popped out from the stove door and said in surprise.

Mrs. Sun, who was holding the spoon, was also taken aback.

"Yeah, I should have come back long ago."

"Qing'er, Qing'er, go find Bamei!" Sun said.

"Well, okay, go after peeling this garlic." She said.

……

Under the old maple tree at the entrance of the village, Yang Ruoqing met someone face to face again.

It was Mu Zichuan, with a bucket in his hand, coming towards the pond.

Yang Ruoqing directly turned her head to the side, her feet didn't slow down, and she ignored his existence.

But he was stopped by him.

"What, you hate me so much?"

He blocked the way, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes stayed on her face.

"Passerby A, B, and C are not boring."

Yang Ruoqing said coldly.

The corners of Mu Zichuan's lips curled into a sneering arc: "Don't worry, I, Mu Zichuan, am not an annoying person, and I won't pester you. You don't need to act like this."

Yang Ruoqing also twitched her mouth: "Then you have to match your words with your deeds. What's the point of blocking my way like this?"

Mu Zichuan said: "The road is facing the sky, each side should go. I just walked the way I wanted to go, and I didn't block you."

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes.

"According to what you said, can I knock down the obstacles blocking my way with one fist?"

She asked, raising her arms in a gesture and rolling up her sleeves.

I haven't had a fight for many days, and my aunt's fingers are already hungry...

When Mu Zichuan saw that she was about to make a move, his expression changed, and he stepped aside quickly.

This girl is so violent, talking about ladylike demeanor to her is basically flirting with a cow.

When she said fight, she meant to fight.

"Haha, don't you dare to go your own way?"

She gave him a sideways look, full of contempt.

Mu Zichuan straightened his chest: "Good men don't fight with women."

"Hey!"

Yang Ruoqing gave him a supercilious look, and was about to leave, but was stopped by him again.

"I brought this copybook back to Da'an from Changhuaizhou, please give it to him for me." He said.

Yang Ruoqing looked down, and indeed a famous copybook was handed to her.

"Thank you on behalf of Da'an, you can keep the copybook for yourself, I already bought it for my brother."

After saying this, she walked away without delay.

Looking at her back as she walked away quickly, Mu Zichuan frowned.

Fame and wealth, material things, nothing can move?
This girl, what exactly do you want?
……

The big house of the old Yang family.

When Yang Ruoqing walked to the door, she heard rhythmic beating sounds coming from inside.

From time to time, Yang Yongjin's voice was heard, sometimes mixed with Cao Bamei's laughter.

Yang Ruoqing stood at the door and paused for a while. This was the first time she had heard Cao Bamei laugh so happily since she knew her.

No father and no mother, although the Dasun couple treated Bamei Cao as if they were their own.

However, from Bamei Cao's point of view, she has no father and no mother. This kind of life under the fence always makes her cautious.

In Yang Ruoqing's perception, Bamei Cao is a timid, low self-esteem, sensitive, cautious girl.

Never heard her smile like that.

It's the second cousin's credit that made her laugh?
Yang Ruoqing didn't want to go in and interrupt the beautiful laughter, but she came here by order.

"Second Brother, Eighth Sister, are you inside?"

Yang Ruoqing yelled at the door, and then stepped into the main room.

"Qing'er, we are here!"

At the same time Yang Yongjin's voice came, his people were also standing at the door of the wing.

"My aunt saw that my eighth sister hadn't gone back for a long time, she was worried, so she sent me to take a look."

Yang Ruoqing reported her intention directly, and followed Yang Yongjin into the house.

This room is where Yang Yongjin sleeps.

The table was moved to the middle of the room, covered with things, piled with meat, pots, knives, sweet potato flour and so on.

Yang Yongjin greeted him, walked back and picked up a knife to cut the meat.

The cut pieces of meat were piled aside, and then Bamei Cao and Jin Shi grabbed those small pieces of meat and rolled them in the sweet potato flour.

When you're done, hit it with a hammer.

Beat into thin, big, round and flat.

Then they are stacked together like a hillside.

This is hammer meat pie, a special dish in this area, which is a must-have on the wine table for festivals, weddings and weddings!
Of course, those families who can’t even eat enough to eat, don’t count.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming in, Bamei Cao smiled at her: "I brought the hammer over, just in time for Big Mama Yong Jin to beat the meatloaf here, so I stayed and helped."

Yang Ruoqing also smiled and said, "Okay, I'm just ordered to come and take a look, it's all right, you can keep busy."

Yang Yongjin said: "Thanks to Bamei for helping me, it's much faster!"

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled: "Our Eighth Younger Sister works very well. She came to help Second Brother and you. You picked up the treasure."

"That is, that is." Yang Yongjin said repeatedly.

Glancing at Bamei Cao beside him, the young man's eyes were filled with admiration.

Bamei Cao blushed: "Qing'er, don't say that, I'm clumsy..."

The girl glanced at Yang Yongjin quickly again, her face turned even redder.

(End of this chapter)