Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11278

No matter how Yang Huamei tried to persuade Sister Hua, Sister Hua always stuck to her principles and went back to the kitchen to eat. She absolutely refused to eat at the same table with Yang Ruoqing and the others.

Yang Ruoqing knew what was in the minds of people like Sister Hua. That was that under the feudal social system, the strict hierarchy between people had long been engraved deep in their hearts.

When they saw the county magistrate or his wife, they instinctively wanted to kneel down. This was a fear of authority.

Her identity was the general's wife, which was originally far superior to that of a county magistrate's wife. However, because she was born in the Yang family, she came here with the Yang family as the niece of Yang Huamei. In this way, the relationship with these villagers in the village invisibly diluted the sense of oppression brought by that authority.

But if you ask Sister Hua to have dinner with you, it might be out of good intentions, but it may backfire and scare the other person.

So Yang Ruoqing didn't say a word from beginning to end, not wanting to embarrass Sister Hua.

Xu Yuanming could also understand what Sister Hua was thinking, and he understood Yang Huamei's intention even better. Yang Huamei was very happy, so she invited Sister Hua.

But Sister Hua didn't dare to do that, and couldn't do that, so Xu Yuanming tried to smooth things over by saying, "Mei'er, you can eat as she pleases. It doesn't matter where she eats."

Tan also pulled Yang Huamei to sit down and said, "She is here to help with the work. She is paid for her work. Eating at the same table is to give her face. It is reasonable not to eat at the same table. Don't mess things up. You are the master!"

Well, Tan really can’t speak casually. Once she opens her mouth, the words that come out are so incongruous.

If Xu Yuanming was not here, he would not think much of it, but Tan spoke like this about his cousin in front of Xu Yuanming, which made Xu Yuanming unhappy.

Yang Huamei also looked embarrassed.

Even the wine that Old Yang drank lost its taste.

But all this had no effect on Yang Ruoqing, because she was fully aware of the power of Tan's mouth. The best way to deal with it was to continue eating and pretend that she didn't hear anything.

Yang Huamei had just sat down when she heard her mother say this. She was so embarrassed that she nudged Tan's feet under the table and whispered, "Mom, don't say that. Huajie is Old Xu's cousin and a relative of our family. She came here to help, not for the money!"

Tan subconsciously raised her head to refute, but under the table, Yang Huamei stepped hard on Tan's foot and kept winking at her.

The old lady was not stupid. She realized belatedly that what she had said before might have been a little disrespectful to Xu Yuanming.

Not only was his daughter Mei secretly expressing her dissatisfaction, but the old man was also sitting opposite him, staring at him gloomily.

Tan thought about it, coughed again, and quickly found a topic to make amends.

So he pointed with his chopsticks at the huge table of dishes in front of him and said, "But having said that, Sister Hua is really efficient. Look, it took her such a short time to prepare such a huge table of dishes. She must have worked hard!"

When everyone heard Mrs. Tan start praising Sister Hua again, the atmosphere in the main room suddenly became much more relaxed.

Yang Huamei secretly glanced at Xu Yuanming and quickly said with a smile, "That's right, Sister Hua is very capable. She was able to put down her housework and come to take care of me because she was doing Old Xu a favor."

Xu Yuanming was also a smart man. He smiled and continued Yang Huamei's words: "I have seven or eight cousins ​​on my maternal grandfather's side, but this Sister Hua and I have the best relationship. Our two families have been in contact with each other a lot since we were young. She treats me as her own brother!"

Old Yang nodded and said repeatedly: "Not bad, not bad, the friendship between children is the most sincere, and it is even more rare to be able to maintain it and support each other after adulthood!" Old Yang also reminded Yang Huamei in front of Xu Yuanming: "Mei'er, Sister Hua is Xu Yuanming's cousin, which means she is your biological cousin."

"You have to be sensible. Don't order Sister Hua around just because she's paid. That's not okay. She's a relative, you have to respect her!"

"If it were any other relative, even if you paid them, they wouldn't necessarily be willing to do this dirty, tiring work!"

"Don't worry, Dad. I know what's going on."

It was Old Yang's sensible words that gave Xu Yuanming enough face, and the atmosphere at the dinner table gradually relaxed. Xu Yuanming picked up the wine jug and helped Old Yang fill it with wine with both hands, calling him father-in-law all the time while drinking.

Yang Huamei picked up a big spoon and scooped all the chicken soup, big meatballs and other things into Tan's bowl.

"Mom, eat more. Now that you are here with your daughter, don't be shy and eat as much as you want."

"I'm not shy, I'll eat whatever I want!" Tan was holding the bowl and chopsticks, smiling happily.

Yang Huamei asked Xu Yuanming to help tear off the chicken legs of the stewed old hen on the table and share them with Tuantuan and Yuanyuan.

"This is specially reserved for you two. Chicken legs are the most delicious!" Yang Huamei looked at her two little nephews lovingly.

The two children looked at each other, then looked at Yang Huamei together and said crisply, "Thank you, Auntie!"

"Okay, be good!"

"Qing'er, what do you want to eat..."

"Aunt, you just need to pick up food for my grandparents. I don't need you to ask me to do anything, and I don't need you to pick up food for me. I can do it myself and eat whatever I want. How comfortable it is!" Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

Farmers' families are the most simple. Whenever relatives or friends come over for dinner, they will do their best to prepare a table full of dishes.

Then the male host urged people to drink, and the female host would hold the serving chopsticks, large spoons and other things, waiting by the side at any time, and quickly serve the food to relatives and friends.

Even if the food in your bowls has piled up like a small mountain and can't be piled any bigger, the host will still prepare more food for you as usual, fearing that you won't have enough to eat when you come as a guest.

This is the simplicity and enthusiasm from farmers' families.

Yang Ruoqing has also witnessed the living standards of some so-called wealthy families.

Guests were sitting around the big table, and the tableware in front of each person was particularly exquisite and beautiful, like a work of art.

Before eating, the maids would bring several handkerchiefs and people would wipe their hands several times. When it was time to actually eat, for example, when dumplings were served, there would be only one dumpling on the plate in front of each person.

Then they will tell you what kind of wheat flour is used to make the dumplings, what kind of meat is used as the filling, how it has undergone a series of manual processes, and how it is seasoned with bamboo shoots from the mountains or cabbage hearts, which restaurant's chef is invited to control the various seasonings, and finally what kind of water is used to steam the dumplings.

  What kind of bamboo was used to slice the whole grid, even the firewood at the bottom of the pot, was it from a pear tree? Or an apple tree?

In a nutshell, the dumpling on the plate in front of you is no longer a dumpling, but a wonderful work of art that embodies the hard work and wisdom of countless people.