Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11449

At night, at the Luo family's dinner table, because Luo the blacksmith was feeling better and was diagnosed with no serious lung problems, he would not spread any infectious diseases to people around him.

Therefore, now when Blacksmith Luo wanted to eat, there was no need for his meals to be delivered to his room separately. Instead, he would dress neatly and go to the main room or the dining hall in the backyard to sit together with the whole family and have a lively meal.

And tonight, because of the arrival of Yang Huazhong and Sun, Luo the blacksmith was particularly happy. As bowls of dinner were brought to the table one after another, the old man began to show his hospitable nature again, pulling and dragging his father-in-law Yang Huazhong to the seat at the head of the east side of the Eight Immortals Table!

"Third brother, you haven't come to our Luo family for dinner in a long time. You have to sit in this seat today!"

"Brother Blacksmith, no, no, no, no, no matter what, you are older than me, you take the main seat, and I will sit below you."

"You are a guest, guests come first!"

"What's the point of being a guest or not? We live across a courtyard wall from each other. We are not guests, but neighbors!"

"Haha, we can't neglect our neighbors either. Come on, come on, you take the first seat. You have to!"

Two women, Ms. Sun and Wang Cuilian, were also standing on the other side, arm in arm, smiling as they watched their men give up their seats.

They are women, and women are not in a hurry to sit down. They have to wait for their men to decide where to sit, and then they can sit in the deputy seats next to their men.

When encountering a woman with an extroverted personality like Dasun, she will often smile and shout out a few words to help her man, and try to persuade him according to his wishes.

But both Sun and Wang Cuilian are gentle, dignified, quiet, restrained and reserved.

In such occasions, they usually don't speak, but just watch silently and wait patiently. Even if they have to wait for a very long time, even if the food is getting cold, they will not frown.

To be honest, this kind of virtuous quality is possessed by many women in farming families, but Yang Ruoqing could not learn even a little bit of it.

At this moment, she came over from the backyard carrying a bowl of chicken stewed with mushrooms that was so fragrant that it was about to bubble.

Along the way, she was tempted by the aroma several times and wanted to put the dish on the flower bed, then grab a piece of chicken to taste it before satisfying her craving.

But thinking that she was not a two or three-year-old child like Tuantuan and Yuanyuan, Yang Ruoqing resisted the urge and carried the dishes all the way to the main room in the front yard.

As a result, it turned out that the two old men were still arguing over the seats. What they said was exactly the same as what Yang Ruoqing said when she brought the dishes over the previous round. Even the punctuation marks were not changed. This made Yang Ruoqing very angry.

"Oh my, how long are you going to keep talking about these things? The food is getting cold, hurry up and sit down, sit anywhere! We are starving!"

Behind Yang Ruoqing, Linglan came to the main room holding Tuantuan and Yuanyuan, who had already washed their hands.

After the two little guys came to the main room, they smelled the rich aroma of the food, their eyes immediately lit up, and they couldn't wait to climb onto the stools.

As luck would have it, the stool that Yuanyuan climbed onto was the first seat on the east side, which was the seat that Yang Huazhong and Luo the blacksmith had pushed to each other, but the other party was polite and modest and refused to sit there.

The moment Yuanyuan sat down, the room suddenly became quiet for three seconds.

Three seconds later, Yang Ruoqing was the first to burst out laughing.

"Look, look, you two have been pushing and shoving for so long, and now someone comes along and gives the seat to you without any hesitation. Let's see what you are still pushing and shoving for!"

Yang Ruoqing teased as she walked around to the other side of the table and took Yuanyuan off the stool. At this moment, Yang Huazhong and Luo the blacksmith also came back to their senses.

One is Ga Gong, and the other is great grandfather. When their eyes fell on Tuantuan Yuanyuan, they were filled with doting and love.

Especially when she saw Yang Ruoqing trying to take Yuanyuan down, Yuanyuan twisted and turned in Yang Ruoqing's arms, resisting. Her little face puffed up in displeasure, and she kept yelling, "Why don't you let me sit? I want to sit here..."

"Qing'er, don't make the child unhappy, just let him sit there!" Yang Huazhong said quickly.

Blacksmith Luo also looked at him with a smile, stroking his goat beard on his chin and nodding slightly.

As for Sun and Wang Cuilian, they had no objection at all.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the four elders and was not surprised at all at their proposal.

According to her observation, if these four elders take Tuantuan and Yuanyuan to relatives' or friends' homes for dinner, if there are too many people and not enough seats, they would rather give up their own seats and let the children sit and eat. They stand behind the children's stools with chopsticks and bowls to eat, all with happy faces. They are more satisfied with the children sitting in the seats than if they themselves sat in the seats.

They think so, but that doesn’t mean Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang think so.

In Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang's parenting concepts, spoiling a child means spoiling him/her at home, and even the most spoiled child must still follow the rules.

So normally, whenever Yang Ruoqing was present, she would not allow the four elders in the family to indulge the children like this.

"With so many seats, children should sit where children should sit."

As Yang Ruoqing spoke, she took Yuanyuan down from the first seat on the east side in a very firm manner and placed her on the stool on the side.

"Come, sit with your brother, and I'll put the quail eggs you like in front of you, okay?"

The quail eggs that Luo Baobao brought back were the brothers' favorite. They both said in unison, "Great!"

Luo Baobao, who was standing nearby, also sat down next to them and said, "Sister will sit with you guys."

"it is good!"

Looking at the happy faces of the three siblings, Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows. Well, the crisis was perfectly resolved.

At this time, she directly helped Luo the blacksmith to sit down at the first seat, "Uncle, you are older than my father, so don't refuse, sit down quickly, only when you sit down, he can sit down, and those of us who are starving can also sit down!"

Yang Huazhong smiled and nodded, saying yes repeatedly. Seeing this, Luo the blacksmith no longer refused. Everyone took their seats, picked up their chopsticks at Yang Ruoqing's invitation, ate and chatted, and began to enjoy the warmth and liveliness of the dinner and reunion.

Although Blacksmith Luo's cough had improved a lot, he still couldn't drink alcohol because his throat was still hoarse.

Yang Huazhong could drink, but considering the situation of Luo the blacksmith, Yang Huazhong also took the initiative to suggest not drinking, eating vegetables and eating rice.

This made Luo the blacksmith feel a little regretful for not entertaining his guests well. There was a table full of delicious food but no wine, which was really a pity.

So, Luo the blacksmith picked up the tea bowl at hand and clinked his glasses with Yang Huazhong's with tea instead of wine, "Third brother, I'm sorry for delaying you. I'll drink with you later when my voice is no longer hoarse and the weather is warm enough!"