Splendid peasant girl busy farming

"Dad, Mom, I am your son. Others may not know what kind of person I am, but don't you two know?"

Faced with the two elders' questions, Yang Huazhong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was a tongue-tied person and not good at explaining.

But, that's his character. He is what he is. He never lies or cheats, and he can never do that!

Old Yang and Tan looked at each other. Old Yang said, "Our third son has never lied since he was a child. He is an honest and decent child. I believe him."

Tan also said: "Although I don't believe in Pang Ya, I believe that Pang Ya will not deceive the third child. That girl is still very filial to her parents."

Pang Ya would not lie to Yang Huazhong, and Yang Huazhong would not lie to the two elders, so after all this was settled, it became clear that Pang Ya did not lie to the two elders.

"Third brother, why is Pang Ya willing to send me to her aunt's place in town? If you don't tell me the reason, I will feel uneasy if I go with her!" Tan asked Yang Huazhong again.

Yang Huazhong said: "Qing'er said that she understands your feelings as a mother. If you don't go to see where Mei'er lives and the things in the house, you will definitely feel uneasy sitting at home and complain about it every day."

When Tan heard this, the expression on her face softened a lot.

"Ah!" Tan sighed, shook her head, and sat back on the bed. "In this family, the one who understands me the most is not you sons, but the fat girl who is always at odds with me!"

Old Yang said, "What's so strange about this? A dragon gives birth to nine sons, all of them are different. It's only natural that our Fatty looks like you. She is your legitimate granddaughter!"

There was a hint of a smile on Tan's face, but it was so faint that it could only be seen under a microscope.

Tan's smile only appeared on a large scale, without any concealment or hindrance, when facing Yang Huamei.

Yang Huazhong, who was standing by, also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the crisis had been temporarily resolved.

He then told Old Yang what Yang Ruoqing had brought back: "Dad, Qing'er said that giving one is also giving, and giving two as a pair is also giving. Qing'er asked if you want to go to the town to take a look as well?"

Old Yang was not used to visiting relatives and friends. His first reaction was to refuse: "I won't go. I'm an old man and I'm too lazy to go out..."

Yang Huazhong added: "Qing'er, drive the carriage over. The Luo family's carriage is big and can seat several people."

"By the way, Xiuxiu will also go to town with Qing'er tomorrow."

The Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month has passed. Due to the flood this year, New Year greetings in the first lunar month were almost cancelled, and everyone celebrated the Lantern Festival in a very hasty manner.

Yang Yongjin went to the restaurant in the town early this afternoon and will go there with Xiuxiu tomorrow. Yongxiao will be one year old next month, and Xiuxiu will wean Yongxiao off.

After a year of raising the baby at her mother's house, Xiuxiu has grown a lot. She has seen the difficulties her parents face and the hardship of raising a child.

So there was no need for Yang Yongjin and Cao Bamei to do any ideological work on her. Xiuxiu had already planned to work in a restaurant in the town and earn some money to support her family.

In addition, Yang Yongjin and Cao Bamei's idea was to let Xiuxiu go out of the house, go to the town, and get in touch with more people and things. When she meets a suitable young man, she can remarry if possible.

"Dad, let's go take a look together. You don't have to walk there by yourself. Let's take a carriage!" Yang Huazhong continued to persuade.

Old Yang was a little hesitant, and it seemed that he was really moved.

Seeing this, Tan added fuel to the fire: "Tell me, how many times have we gone out together in our lives?" "The last time we left Changping Village together to go somewhere else was a few years ago? What was it about?"

After Tan asked this, Old Yang stood at the door, pinching his fingers and squinting his eyes to calculate. It was over, and his face changed.

"Oh my god, it's still the same old woman from decades ago!"

Tan snorted, "That's right. The last time we went out of the village together was when I was pregnant with my fifth child. I was about to give birth. It was the twelfth lunar month, and I suddenly wanted to eat the fried dough sticks freshly fried in the oil pan in Qingshui Town."

Old Yang immediately followed up with Tan's memory: "I remember, I remember, that day was the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month. The sky was gloomy when I woke up in the morning. You, my old woman, were greedy and your saliva was guzzling..."

When Tan, who had just sat back on the bed, heard the old man's words, she stood up, rushed to Old Yang in three or two steps on her small feet, and slapped Old Yang's arm lightly with her palm.

"How can you talk like that, you old man? Who's drooling?"

"Me, me, me, it's me, I'm drooling, is that ok?"

"That's pretty much it!"

Tan went back to the bedside, cursing and laughing, and sat down to listen to Old Yang recall the scene.

Old Yang went on to say, "It was so cold that morning. I got out the cart from home, put a haystack on it, and you sat on it."

"The eldest was already the eldest brother, so I handed the family over to him. The second and third followed him. The fourth was the youngest at the time, only about four or five years old. He also wanted to go and rolled around on the ground in the yard."

"We had no choice but to bring Old Four with us. So, I pulled the cart, you sat on the haystack, and you held Old Four in your arms, and we went to town."

"At that time, Baimeizhai was still Zhang's breakfast shop. Old Zhang was popular and had good cooking skills. He sold you freshly-fished dough sticks from the hot pot and gave you and your mother a bowl of hot noodle soup as a gift. I still remember it..."

Tan listened to Old Yang's nostalgic talk with a smile on her face, a rare hint of tenderness appearing on her face.

"Later that day when I came back, I brought a big bag of steamed buns for the kids at home. On the way, I met a fish seller and bought a bighead carp weighing five or six kilograms."

"After arriving home, the third child was playing at the entrance of the village. When he saw the big fish, he was so happy that he ran around the cart, shouting that our family had celebrated the New Year in advance..."

Talking about the past, Old Yang and Mrs. Tan both laughed.

Yang Huazhong, who was standing aside, had long forgotten the memory of his childhood, but when he heard his parents talking about that period and heard himself appear in it, a happy smile appeared on Yang Huazhong's face.

"Dad, then you should pack up and go to Mei'er's place with my mom tomorrow to play!"

"Yes, old man, come with me. At worst, I'll stay there after dinner and you can come back with Fatty's car!" Tan also advised.

Old Yang thought about it and said, "Okay, I'll go take a look too!"

Tan stood up immediately and said, "I'll go find you some new clothes. You'll have to dress neatly when you go to my daughter's place tomorrow, so as not to embarrass her!"

Tan got up and went about her business, opening the cabinet door again and rummaging through it. (End of this chapter)