Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 111 New Ideas for Getting Rich (Second Update Sent!)

"Father Mei'er, let them go out, get out quickly, we Mei'er will not survive if we stay here any longer!" Tan cried to Old Yang.

Old Yang withdrew his gaze, looked at Yang Huamei who was crying on the bed, and then at Yang Ruoqing who was standing on the ground confidently.

With a long sigh, Old Yang said to Yang Ruoqing: "Mei'er hit Xiao'an, you hit Mei'er, this matter will be evened out today! They're all gone, what should I do!"

After finishing speaking, Old Yang turned around and ran away from the door.

As soon as Old Yang left, Yang Hualin didn't dare to stay longer, and ran behind with his tail between his legs.

Here, Old Sun looked at the Sun family and Yang Ruoqing's siblings: "Let's go too!"

Sun nodded, sobbing, she picked up Yang Ruoqing with one hand and Da'an with the other, and walked towards the door.

When Yang Ruoqing walked to the door, she couldn't help turning her head towards the bed, and Tan Shi who was staring at her back made a funny face.

Tan sighed in anger.

Back in his own room, Chang Geng was telling Yang Huazhong exactly what happened just now.

Yang Ruoqing breathed a sigh of relief after checking Xiaoan's nose and making sure there was nothing serious.

Let Da'an take good care of Xiao'an, and go to the kitchen next door with Mrs. Sun to prepare for dinner.

The noon meal was ready, and it was all warmed in the big pot inside.

While Mrs. Sun was scalding the chopsticks and bowls with hot water, Yang Ruoqing stuffed a handful of firewood under the stove to heat it up.

When the mother and daughter brought the sumptuous meals to Yang Huazhong's room next door, Yang Ruoqing saw Yang Huazhong's expression at a glance, it was very ugly.

The man was half leaning against the head of the bed, the veins on his forehead protruded one by one, like blue earthworms.

Xiao An was held in Yang Huazhong's arms, and the man's big rough hands stroked Xiao An's head.

When the man's eyes looked at the blood-stained cloth that Xiao An had stuffed in his nostrils and hadn't pulled it out, the man's eye sockets turned red!

"Xiao An, does your nose still hurt?" Yang Huazhong asked, his voice hoarse.

"It was a bit painful then, but it doesn't hurt now." Xiao An said truthfully.

"Xiao'an, it's useless if it's dad..." The man's voice was choked with sobs, and a tear rolled down from the corner of his eye.

Xiaoan raised her little hand to help Yang Huazhong wipe away the tears, and asked in a childish voice, "Father, why are you crying? Daddy, is it hurting you?"

"Father is fine, it's fine!" Yang Huazhong squeezed Xiao An's little hand in his palm.

Dad is fine, dad just... feels distressed!

Xiao An raised her head, her big eyes were ignorant, as if she couldn't comprehend the man's mood at this moment.

Yang Ruoqing came in and saw this scene just in time.

She knew in her heart that Yang Huazhong felt distressed and guilty.

As a man, a husband, and a father, protecting his wife and children from being bullied, and making them eat and wear warm clothes is a man's sense of existence and pride!

However, he was paralyzed in bed and had to rely on his wife to serve him when he ate and drank.

The children are being bullied, and they can't do anything by themselves!

Yang Ruoqing sighed secretly, and put the potato cake in her hand on the table in front of the bed.

"Father, it's time to eat, Xiao An, come and sit here!" Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

Yang Huazhong nodded, and let go of Xiao An.

Xiao An smelled the fragrance, quickly climbed off Yang Huazhong's body, and obediently sat in the seat Yang Ruoqing assigned him.

Taking advantage of the time when Old Suntou and Chang Geng went to the kitchen next door to help serve dishes, Yang Ruoqing handed Yang Huazhong a bowl of tea to moisten his throat before eating.

She stood by the bed and said to Yang Huazhong: "Father, don't be sad, I have helped Xiaoan seek justice. Now you can concentrate on healing your injuries. When you stand up, no one will dare to bully us."

Yang Huazhong raised his eyes, looked at Yang Ruoqing with a complicated expression, and nodded.

"Girl, with you protecting your two younger brothers, your father and I can rest assured." Yang Huazhong said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "We are a family, I protect them, it's only right and proper!"

Yang Huazhong pondered for a while, and then said to Yang Ruoqing in a deep voice: "Don't care about your grandma and uncle, girl, we don't do unreasonable things, and don't be afraid of reasonable things! This thing, do it well!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Father, I understand, I'll bring you a meal, let's eat first and then talk."

The meals are very rich, and several vegetarian dishes of this season, cabbage, spinach, and lettuce are fried.

The meat dishes are braised quail and quail eggs. In addition, there are potato cakes made by Yang Ruoqing.

Fragrant and hot, it should have been a very hearty and lively meal.

But because of Yang Huamei's unpleasant episode before, the atmosphere at the dinner table was a bit dull, and no one talked much.

However, a child is a child after all, and Xiao An, who was involved, was quickly attracted by the delicious quail eggs.

"Xiao An, eat as many as you like, and go to the woods to catch my sister later!"

Yang Ruoqing put the quail eggs into Xiao'an's bowl, and put a few more for Da'an.

"Sister, I can't eat that much, let Xiao An eat it!"

Da'an gave Xiao'an the quail eggs in his bowl.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Da'an, she understood that Da'an felt sorry for Xiao'an's nosebleeds, and wanted Xiao'an to eat more and supplement his nutrition.

What a cute little An, and what a sensible Daan?

The more Yang Ruoqing looked at these two younger brothers, the more she liked them.

"Xiao'an, at night, my sister will make tofu for you, okay?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.

Xiao An stopped her chopsticks, and asked Yang Ruoqing with a look of confusion and anticipation: "Sister, what is tofu?"

Yang Ruoqing was not too surprised by this.

Xiaoan is only three years old, what can a three-year-old know?Even if I ate quail eggs at this moment, I'm afraid I'll forget it in a few days.

"Tofu, it's delicious, white and tender..." Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

"Sister, what exactly is tofu? Does it grow on a tree? Or does it grow in the soil?"

Da'an also put down the chopsticks in his hand, and asked curiously.

Yang Ruoqing froze for a moment, then raised her head, only to see Mrs. Sun and the others at the dinner table looking at her in surprise.

"Mom, why do you all look at me like this? Could it be..."

"Qing'er, what is tofu? We also want to know!" Sun asked.

Now, Yang Ruoqing was surprised.

"Mother, tofu is just tofu. It's made of soybeans. It's white and tender. It can be braised in soy sauce or hot pot!" Yang Ruoqing explained.

Sun and Yang Huazhong looked at each other with strange faces.

"We use soybeans for stir-frying, and they can also be used to make tofu. This is really a novelty! I've never seen it before!" Mrs. Sun said, tsk-tsk.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

Tofu was invented by accident in the old days when Huainan King was making elixirs.

That buddy did not refine the pill well, but it has benefited the common people and contributed a lot to the food industry!

"Mother, I soaked a bowl of soybeans in there, and estimated the time, I will be able to make tofu at night! You will understand when the time comes!"

Yang Ruoqing said, but her heart was full of joy.

In this era, tofu has not yet come out!

That being the case, doesn't it mean that she can make tofu and sell it for money?

(End of this chapter)