Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1550 Berserk (Part [-])
Mrs. Jin, Mrs. Liu, Mrs. Bao Suyun, Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Shuan Ziniang were all called over by Mrs. Sun. After Mrs. Sun left the fish needed for the New Year for her family and Luo Tiejiang's family, the rest of the fish were distributed among them. Relatives home.

In addition, some fish were sent to Changgeng Daniel, Lizheng and several villagers.

The fish pond has a good harvest, and everyone is happy.

Mrs. Sun said to Mrs. Sun and Bao Suyun: "Don't go back to cook at noon, just eat at my place. We will have a whole fish feast later, you stay and help me."

All the women naturally had no objection.

Slaughtering fish and washing fish is extremely busy.

Yang Ruoqing wanted to help, but couldn't find a chance at all.

"We have so many people, how can we ask you to do this with a big belly? Just watch from the side." Da Sun said with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Thanks to the child's favor, he has now become a key protection target.

Well, then enjoy the happiness.

At noon, the food is fragrant.

In the bright and spacious lobby room of Yang Huazhong's house, two Eight Immortals tables were pieced together.

On the table, there are all kinds of meat dishes and vegetarian dishes.

Of course, today's protagonist is fish, so the portion of fish dishes has an advantage.

Braised fish cubes, fish heads with chopped peppers, fish with pickled cabbage, boiled fish, and fried small fish wrapped in wheat flour.

The table was filled to the brim, making everyone at the table drool.

Yang Ruoqing was also intoxicated.

The little guy in her stomach also seemed to smell the fragrance, and woke up, ready to move in her stomach.

She touched her stomach secretly, and told him in her heart, "Why are you so anxious, little guy, mother will start using the chopsticks after a while!"

The mother and child are connected with each other, the little guy seems to have really sensed her heart, and he really behaved.

She smiled gratifiedly, she is not bad, she can communicate and reason, she is a good baby.

"Why are you sitting down? You guys move your chopsticks and eat!"

Mrs. Sun, Bao Suyun and the others brought the last fried spinach and put it on the table, calling for everyone to move their chopsticks.

Old Yang said: "You guys are tired from cooking so many dishes, let's all sit down and eat together!"

The father-in-law personally invited the daughters-in-law to sit down for dinner, which was rare in Lao Yang's house.

Generally, the daughters-in-law who cook are the last to eat, and they all eat in the kitchen.

Bao Suyun and others all looked flattered.

Seeing this, Yang Huazhong quickly stood up, and said to Sun and the others: "You have worked hard, come, everyone, sit down and eat."

After a meal, everyone enjoyed eating and drinking satisfactorily.

After drinking and eating, the women went to the backyard to clean up the dishes, while the men sat in the front yard drinking tea and chatting.

Old Yang was discussing with his sons about the next busy year.

Yang Ruoqing was sitting in a warm bucket beside the fire, drinking tea and kneading melon seeds, acting as a qualified audience.

Old Yang was in a good mood, and his face was flushed from drinking.

Sitting there, he was talking to a group of children and grandchildren: "Our farmer's family is busy from the beginning of the year to the end of the year, getting up early and working late, and going in the wind and rain, just to make food and clothing."

"I've been busy and tired all year round. It's finally the twelfth lunar month. It's the New Year's Eve. This is a festive day, so we have to prepare well."

At the table, brothers Yang Huazhong, Yang Huaming, and Yang Huazhou all pricked up their ears to listen.

Old Yang went on to say: "Busy year, busy year, what should I be busy with? It's nothing more than the following aspects:"

"Smash the dust, boil the New Year's candy, send the Kitchen God to heaven, kill the New Year's pigs, chickens and ducks..."

"Haha, there are so many things to do!"

Speaking of this, Old Yang happily took out the tobacco stick and stuffed one end into his mouth.

"Come on, dad, let me help you order."

Yang Huazhong got up quickly, and lit the chimney for Old Yang.

Old Yang took a sip, then blew out a ring of spicy smoke, and then continued: "We have five rooms, and we will boil the New Year's candy later. Let's discuss it and put it together. Everyone will come to help. There is strength in numbers.”

Yang Huazhong nodded, and Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhou also had no objections.

Yang Huaming said: "Father, I heard that several families in our village are getting married in the twelfth lunar month of this year. Our old Yang family will go over to congratulate when the time comes, and we will all pay the same money, so as not to be picked by others, how about it?"

Regarding this proposal, Lao Yang nodded.

"If the villager's family with mediocre friendship handles important affairs, our old Yang's family will have the same share of the five houses."

"If a house has a good relationship with the villagers who are doing business, you can add some money in addition to the share. These are all possible." He said.

Everyone else nodded.

Mentioning this marriage, Lao Yang pulled out the cigarette stick from his mouth, and his eyes fell on Yang Yongxian in the crowd.

"Yongjin became a father, and Yongzhi heard that his third grandson's wife is also pregnant."

"Qing'er is about to have a baby after the Chinese New Year. Our parent, Sun Yongxian's marriage, is an old man's heartache!"

Speaking of this, the smile on Old Yang's face disappeared, and he sighed heavily.

In the crowd, Yang Yongxian lowered his eyes, and a strange tinge of red appeared on his pale and handsome face.

Like shyness, like something else.

Here, Old Yang looked at Yang Yongxian, and continued: "Your elder brother is gone, but I am still here. I should worry about Yongxian's marriage."

"When I won't be around someday, you uncles will have to worry about Yongxian's marriage..."

Hearing what Old Yang said, Yang Huazhong laughed.

"Father, look at you, what are you talking about!" said the man, and glanced at Yang Yongxian.

"Our Yongxian needs to be talented and good-looking. He used to study and delayed his marriage. Now he has a high vision, so he didn't find a suitable girl for a while."

Yang Huazhong said.

The people around, including Yang Ruoqing, all nodded secretly.

Ever since the elder brother gave up pursuing fame and concentrated on being a teacher in the village, Lao Yang's family has been busy looking for relatives for him.

He saw several girls back and forth, but he couldn't match her, so the marriage has been delayed.

In the blink of an eye, a year has passed.

Yang Yongxian's marriage has also become a major event in the old Yang's family, and the villagers often discuss it behind their backs.

Some people even speculate, does elder brother Yang Yongxian dislike women?
Yang Ruoqing's thoughts were quickly interrupted by Old Yang's voice.

"Brother, you left this year. According to the customs in our area, this is emphasizing filial piety."

"As the eldest son, Yongxian will only get married within a hundred days of filial piety after his father leaves. Otherwise, after a hundred days, he will have to observe filial piety for his father for three years before he can marry a wife."

"After these three years, the children of Yongjin and Qing'er will be able to play soy sauce, and he will become a real big brother. It will be more difficult to get married in the future, but what should we do?"

All the people in the room fell silent, looking at Yang Yongxian with pity, pity, and helplessness.

Yang Yongxian suddenly raised his head at this time, his face was flushed red.

(End of this chapter)