Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1108 A Little Autumn Breeze (Part [-])
Sun looked up at Yang Ruoqing: "Why do you say that?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's a big festival, instead of staying at home, come to Uncle Luo instead."

"It's clear that Uncle Luo is alone and deserted, so he came here on purpose to give him warmth."

"You know, Ma Dafu's family still has a silly woman who only knows how to eat and drink, and needs someone to take care of her!" she said.

When Mrs. Sun heard this, Lian Shan also showed a hint of doubt.

Yang Ruoqing went on to say: "Every festive season misses relatives a lot, this brother and sister are very cunning, I'm afraid they have read Uncle Luo's mind."

"Come prepared, give him warmth, and make Uncle Luo grateful and moved."

Sun asked: "Qing'er, according to what you said, if they really have a purpose, then what are they planning?"

Yang Ruoqing pinched her chin and thought for a while.

"Picture color?"

"That's impossible. Uncle Luo is already in his forties. He looks upright at most, and his back is a bit heavy. He's not that handsome young man."

"The only possibility is money!" she said.

Hearing this analysis, Sun was even more surprised.

"No way?"

"Why not?"

"Back when we met in the county, Ma Dafu helped Uncle Luo stop the thief and snatched back the money bag."

"Besides, the last time the brothers and sisters came over, they didn't want the food and wheat flour that Uncle Luo sent you before they left..."

"I'm a mother..." Yang Ruoqing smiled.

"Have you ever heard the saying that you put a long line to catch a big fish?"

"If they asked for the grain and wheat flour, it's nothing more than a little autumn wind."

"I'm really worried that they are thinking about something bigger!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Although Blacksmith Luo still lives in that ordinary small farmyard.

However, Blacksmith Luo's wealth is not what it used to be.

Last year, when he contracted the fish pond, his purse bulged.

After making money, he used half of it to save for Tang Yazi's marriage, and the other half, he used it to buy a field some time ago.

Today, under the name of the Luo family, there are nearly [-] mu of land, all of which are rented out to tenant farmers in nearby villages to plant, and he has turned himself into a rent collector.

This year, Luo Tiejiang not only took care of the Maotang behind the village, he also contracted a pond on the other side of Yujia Village to raise fish.

Blacksmith Luo, this is a cash cow.

Hug it, shake it, and you will be able to drop a lot of money.

You said, a fool would ask for that half bag of rice and wheat flour?
The Sun family is simple and honest, but not stupid.

After listening to Yang Ruoqing's analysis so much, she also felt that it made sense.

"Hey, if this is the case, then the scheming of the Ma brothers and sisters is really terrifying."

"I must remind you, Uncle Luo, later!" she said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Well, turn around and wait for Dad's home, mother, go and talk to Dad."

"Let father remind me at the right time, so that Uncle Luo won't be confused by Ma's obsession."

Sun's face was solemn, "Okay."

……

After lunch, Yang Huazhong's family came.

There was a wine-like flush on the man's face, and he entered the courtyard humming a little tune, looking in a good mood.

"Hey, are you humming a little song? It seems that this meal is not bad!"

Mrs. Sun joked while sitting in the main room doing needlework.

Yang Ruoqing sat at the side, helping Mrs. Sun arrange the embroidery.

Hearing this, he also looked at Yang Huazhong.

Dad is really in a good mood!
Seeing the mother and daughter looking at him, Yang Huazhong smiled and pulled a stool beside him and sat down.

The man said with emotion: "Then Ma's cooking is really good, every dish is very authentic, the three of us drank a lot of wine!"

When Mrs. Sun heard this, the smile on her face was obviously insincere.

"That's right, it's good to be brave..."

Yang Huazhong didn't react so fast, he was still talking about what dishes he ate and how they tasted...

On the side, the smile on Sun's face was fading.

Yang Ruoqing secretly winked at Yang Huazhong.

The man was dull, and he finally understood it belatedly.

"Well, no matter how delicious Ma Shi's cooking is, you can only eat it once in a while. The oil and water are a bit heavy."

"If we really want to talk about the way of eating for a long time, it's Qing'er Niang, you cook the dishes well."

"Light, delicious, not greasy, and healthy."

"Hey... I like it the most!"

Yang Huazhong scratched his head and grinned foolishly.

Looking at Mrs. Sun eagerly, showing a flattering expression.

Sun's anger has long since dissipated.

"Looks like I didn't eat vegetables this afternoon, but honey. Look at this mouth, there's a whole bunch of sweet words!" Sun said angrily.

Yang Huazhong chuckled.

Suddenly thinking of something, he frowned.

"A table of good dishes, but the bowl of mung bean cake served at the end is a bit unpleasant." He said.

green bean cake?
Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows.

"What do you say?" she asked.

Yang Huazhong said: "The mung bean cake looks good, and it tastes good after eating a piece."

"But when Brother Luo clamped the bottom piece, there were a few long strands of hair inside, which made people sick!"

"A strand of hair in the mung bean cake?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

"That mung bean cake, isn't it the bowl that Widow Wang sent?" She asked again.

Yang Huazhong said: "It should be. The design and color of the bowls I see haven't changed, and they are different from the bowls at Brother Luo's."

Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes.

These disturbing strands of hair are probably caused by Mrs. Ma, right?

What a jealous and scheming woman!

It seems that her guess is correct, there must be something wrong with the Ma brothers and sisters.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Mrs. Sun, who was also puzzled about the hair strands.

Sun also often makes various glutinous rice cake snacks and sends a bowl to relatives and friends.

Eating at home, it may be difficult to avoid some dirty things falling in the dish bowl.

But the bowl given to someone else's house, there will definitely not be one, and [-] points of care will definitely be used.

Mrs. Sun also looked at Yang Ruoqing, and when the mother and daughter's eyes met, they immediately understood that they had guessed one end.

The strands of hair were probably put in by Ma Shi.

The purpose is to provoke the image of the widow Wang and annoy Blacksmith Luo.

"Mom, I'm going to do my business in the backyard first, so you can have a good chat with Dad."

Yang Ruoqing spoke and stood up.

Sun smiled knowingly, "Well, you go and rest, I happen to have something to talk to your father about."

……

The old Luo family.

After lunch, Ma Dafu lay prone on the table and couldn't get up.

Blacksmith Luo saw that Ma Dafu was drunk, so he helped him to his bed in the east room and lay down to sleep for a while.

Then, he came to the kitchen.

Ma Shi was washing the pots and dishes there.

The woman wore a turban around her head, and the sleeves in her hands were rolled up to the crook of her arms, revealing two white and tender arms.

Brush the pot and wash the dishes carefully.

Blacksmith Luo felt very clean and comfortable watching the woman doing these things.

Especially when viewed from the side, this pretty face and enchanting figure brightened up the dark kitchen instantly.

(End of this chapter)