Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11611

"Mom, am I useless?"

"Hei'er, what nonsense are you talking about? You are useful, you are your mother's good son!"

Yang Huamei grabbed Xiao Hei's hand tightly and said through gritted teeth.

"Then why... Sister Qiaohong doesn't want me anymore? She used to say I was useless and that the thing on my neck wouldn't turn."

What on your head won’t spin?

Yang Huamei thought about it for a while, and then she saw Xiao Hei’s big head.

Yang Huamei's anger suddenly rose from the soles of her feet.

"Xu Qiaohong is talking nonsense. My Hei'er is an educated man, but she can't even read a single word!"

"Mom, is the man Sister Qiaohong married also a scholar?"

"Studying is bullshit, that person is just a lazy loser."

"You never went to school? Then why did Sister Qiaohong say that she wanted to marry into a family of scholars? That's what she said when she asked me to sign and put my fingerprints on the divorce papers last time in the county."

Recalling the scene at that time, Xiao Hei's nose felt sore and he wanted to cry, but no tears came out.

He really thought that this was just a moment of Sister Qiaohong's anger, just like the previous ones, and it would be fine after she calmed down.

Unexpectedly, Sister Qiaohong was serious this time...

"What kind of a scholarly family is this? At best, the old man in her sorority's husband's family is an old scholar who failed to pass the imperial examination. He has a few pieces of paper and pens at home!"

Well, an old scholar who failed the provincial examination seven or eight times has been interpreted like this in Yang Huamei's mouth.

"Besides, she is not getting married. She already has a wife!" Yang Huamei said with disdain.

"She was a woman kept outside, and because she was pregnant and they were anxious to have a child, they brought her in!"

"They didn't dare to enter through the front door. They went in from the back in the dark at night. They were sneaky and furtive, like rats in a stinky ditch!"

Yang Huamei said this in order to tell Xiao Hei that Xu Qiaohong was not a good person. In order to live a so-called good life, she actually lowered her bottom line and gave up being a good wife to run to the county town to be someone's concubine!

"Child... Sister Qiaohong is actually pregnant?"

It’s a pity that Xiao Hei’s focus and what Yang Huamei wants him to focus on are not the same at all.

"When Sister Qiaohong was with me, she said she wanted to give birth to a child for me." Xiao Hei continued to mutter about his past with Xu Qiaohong.

"But the two of us have never been able to have children. The doctor diagnosed us and said that Sister Qiaohong has a cold uterus and needs to take medicine to regulate it."

"We have been looking for doctors and medicines for the past few years. Sister Qiaohong took a lot of medicines to give birth to a baby for me."

"I didn't expect that after my body was well, I would give birth to someone else's child... I, I, I am really a loser, a person without luck. Sister Qiaohong can do things with others that she can't do with me. It's obvious that I am really not a good person for her. The son of that old scholar is the man who brings good luck to her!"

"Bah, Hei'er, why do you think so? You are so stupid!"

Yang Huamei almost jumped up from the bed. What was going on? This was simply a big injustice. Hei'er was a big injustice!

I took the trouble to accompany Xu Qiaohong to seek medical treatment and take medicine to treat her cold uterus, but I ended up helping someone else's concubine to regulate her body so that she could get pregnant and have a baby. It's so unfair!

But at this moment, Xiao Hei was already like this, and she couldn't continue to stimulate him, so Yang Huamei could only try to calm herself down and comfort Xiao Hei: "If it's yours, you can't stop it. If it's not yours, you can't keep it. You and Xu Qiaohong only have so much fate, so think positively!"

……

In the kitchen in the backyard of the third room, Yang Ruoqing was helping Sun cook, and the two of them were discussing the Dragon Boat Festival the day after tomorrow.

Celebrating the Dragon Boat Festival is a big event in Changping Village, because the wheat has just been harvested. So every year during the Dragon Boat Festival, the villagers in this area like to use their newly harvested wheat flour to make various snacks to entertain relatives and friends.

Fried sugar dumplings, in particular, are the snacks that children at home crave for.

To put it simply, the so-called sugar dumplings are made by kneading wheat flour into dough, shaping it into the shape of small dumplings or triangles, adding sugar to it, and then frying it in a pan.

The oil pan is also very particular. This season, rapeseed is harvested, and fresh rapeseed oil is squeezed out of the rapeseed. Then, sugar dumplings made from wheat flour, meat and sugar are fried in it.

It is crispy and burnt when it comes out of the pot, and sweet when you take a bite. Your mouth is filled with the joy of harvest. It is the taste of happiness and the childhood memory of generations.

Even if you grow up and become successful in the future, you will leave here and settle down in a foreign place.

Whenever you think of your hometown and your homeland, you will think of the sugar dumplings during the Dragon Boat Festival.

If you accidentally see a vendor selling sugar dumplings in a foreign place, you will immediately think of your hometown...

Therefore, nostalgia and food are always inseparable.

Look, Yang Ruoqing and Sun are also discussing it enthusiastically.

What Sun meant was that they should fry more sugar dumplings this year.

"Da'an and Hua'er have been in the capital for the past few years, a long way from home."

"I haven't eaten sugar dumplings during the Dragon Boat Festival for many years. This year, they are in Changhuaizhou for the Dragon Boat Festival."

"I will fry the sugar dumplings this afternoon, and ask your father to drive the carriage to Changhuai Prefecture tomorrow morning, so that we can eat the sugar dumplings in time for the Dragon Boat Festival."

Yes, Yang Ruoqing heard it right. The woman in front of her was planning to send special holiday delicacies to her eldest son and daughter-in-law this year!

"Mom, aren't you going to give it to your younger son and daughter-in-law?" Yang Ruoqing teased.

Sun smiled and said, "How can I? Your father and I are fair. If I send something to Da'an, I must bring some to Xiao'an and the others as well!"

"As for you and Duo'er, I have prepared everything! There is one for each of you!"

Preparing food for her children is due to her loss of interest, but it also gives Sun confidence. This makes her feel that she is a useful elder and has irreplaceable value to her children.

"Mom, if this happens, my dad won't be able to come back for the holidays?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Yang Huazhong will set out for Changhuai Prefecture early tomorrow morning, and it is estimated that he will not arrive at Da'an's house until dark.

The day after tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival.

Sun smiled and said, "I have discussed this with your father, and he said it's okay. This year he can take this opportunity to stay in Changhuai Prefecture and celebrate the festival with Da'an and Hua'er."

"Haha, that's great, my dad might be so happy that he won't even be able to contain himself..."

"Qing'er, have you and Duo'er discussed the Dragon Boat Festival? Are you both going back to your parents' home to celebrate the festival?"

"Mom, of course I have to. My dad is spending the holidays in Da'an this year, so my sister Duoer and I have to come back to spend the holidays with you. Otherwise, you'll be so lonely!"

"I am definitely happy that you are back." Sun said, "However, I will not be alone during the festival this year. Your aunt and several cousins ​​are here with me..."