Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1730 Admiration (three more)
Before lunch, the hot chrysanthemum cake was out of the pan.

Mrs. Sun used it first; two small bowls each contained a chrysanthemum cake.

One was placed on the innermost part of the pot table where the Kitchen God was enshrined, and the other was sent to send small flowers to be placed next to Luo Baobao's cradle.

"Mother, why did you put it next to the cradle?" Yang Ruoqing was puzzled.

Sun patiently explained: "It's a custom in our area."

"It is said that in the child's sleep, there will be a 'Meng Ga Po' who will take her to play in the dream and teach her many things."

"Let's enshrine 'Mengga Po', so that she can treat our baby better."

After listening to Sun's words full of myth, Yang Ruoqing smiled.

I didn't say much, it's a custom, it should be obeyed.

God, no matter whether he exists or not, it doesn't hinder anything to believe in it.

After Mrs. Sun finished speaking, she went to lift the lid of the big pot, brought out the hot chrysanthemum cake on the steamer and put it on the pot table, and then called all the big guys together to eat the chrysanthemum cake.

Luo Fengtang also came over with Luo Baobao in his arms, and Luo Baobao's eyes lit up immediately when he smelled the hot aroma.

He stretched out his small hand and pointed towards the pot, and made an indistinct sound from his small mouth.

"Whoa whoa……"

Everyone laughed when they saw her anxious look.

Yang Ruoqing broke off a small piece of chrysanthemum cake, blew it, and then handed it to Luo Baobao for her to play with.

"It's soft, glutinous and sweet, and it looks so pretty. It's a well-deserved chrysanthemum cake."

Over there, Tuoba Xian also took a piece of Reese's in his hand and ate it gracefully, and couldn't help admiring.

Sun said with a smile: "It's all good molds bought by Qing'er. In the past, I made them myself, but I couldn't make them so good."

The women all laughed, persuading each other to eat more.

Mrs. Sun brought several large bowls, and put some into each bowl, "Qing'er, you go to the old house. I'll take the ones from your old lady and Aunt Osmanthus. .”

Sun ordered.

Yang Ruoqing nodded happily, and stuffed the last piece of chrysanthemum cake into her mouth, then fetched a bamboo basket and put the bowls filled with chrysanthemum cakes one by one.

"Mother, Tang Yazi, then I'll go to the old house first." She greeted Mrs. Sun and the others.

Sun said: "Okay, don't delay any longer, I'll be back for lunch in a while."

"Well, okay." Yang Ruoqing nodded.

Luo Fengtang hugged Luo Baobao and followed: "Shall I go with you?"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head: "I'll go back quickly, you just take care of the baby."

Then, she waved her hand at Luo Baobao. Luo Baobao's attention was all on the small plate of chrysanthemum cake in her hand, and she didn't care about Yang Ruoqing at all.

Yang Ruoqing was 'injured' and left.

As soon as I walked to the gate of the yard, I met Bao Suyun, who was bringing chrysanthemum cakes.

"Coincidentally, I'm also delivering chrysanthemum cakes here." Bao Suyun said with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing said: "My mother and the others are in the kitchen, Fifth Aunt should go quickly."

Bao Suyun said: "The eighth younger sister is also back."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Okay, I just went to see her."

In the old house, Yang Ruoqing entered through the main entrance of the old Yang's house. When she passed the door of the second room, she glanced at the door of Yang Ruolan's house.

The door was locked, and she remembered what Yang Ruolan had said before.

Little old Yangtou has been feeling unwell for the past few days, Yang Ruolan stayed at the south side of the village to take care of little old Yangtou, and today's festival should be there too.

Yang Ruoqing went straight to the backyard with the basket in her arms.

Old Yangtou and Mrs. Tan lived with Dafang this month, but when they came from the front just now, there were no people in the several rooms of Dafang.

At this time again, they must all be in the dining hall in the backyard.

So, Yang Ruoqing went straight to the dining hall.

In the dining hall, Lao Yangtou and Mrs. Tan were really there.

Old Yang was holding Hong'er, the son of his third cousin Yang Yongzhi, in his arms, teasing him there.

Mrs. Tan sat aside, with a smile that couldn't fit on her face, and touched Old Yang with her arm, "Old man, you don't want to look at it alone, and tell me what our Honger's eyebrows and eyes look like!"

Old Yangtou smiled and described Hong'er to Tan Shina...

Old Yang was beaming with joy when he said it, and Mrs. Tan was also absorbed in listening to it, thinking about it.

On the side, Yang Yongxian, Yang Yongjin, Yang Yongzhi, and Yang Yongqing all sat drinking tea, smiling and listening to old Yang Tou talking to Mrs. Tan.

The atmosphere in the dining hall is very lively.

Yang Ruoqing came in in such a lively atmosphere.

"Grandma, grandma, brother, my mother sent me to deliver chrysanthemum cakes to your door!"

Her voice interrupted Lao Yang's conversation, and Lao Yang raised his head and smiled at her and nodded, "Qing'er is here? Your mother is interested."

Yang Ruoqing shook her head with a smile, and wanted to say something polite, but old Yang had already looked away, and went to follow Tan's cuteness and cleverness in describing Hong'er.

Yang Ruoqing was startled, at this moment, both Yang Yongjin and Yang Yongzhi stood up.

"Qing'er, sit down, I'll call them over." Yang Yongjin greeted, and hurried out of the dining hall.

Here, Yang Yongzhi also rushed to pour tea for Yang Ruoqing.

"Qing'er drinking tea." Yang Yongzhi said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and thanked: "Thank you, third brother."

Soon, Yang Yongjin came back, followed by Cao Bamei and Chen Jinhong.

"Qing'er, are you here? Oh, my third aunt is so quick, did the chrysanthemum cake come out so quickly?"

Cao Bamei said happily when she saw Yang Ruoqing straddling the bamboo basket in her arms.

Yang Ruoqing quickly put the basket on the table and took out the bowl inside.

"It's still hot, where are Xiuxiu and Fu'er? Give them two first." Yang Ruoqing said.

Bamei Cao said: "They're all playing in the kitchen, I'll call them over."

Bamei Cao rushed back to the kitchen.

Here, Chen Jinhong also came over with a smile on his face.

"Third aunt's craftsmanship is really good, and this chrysanthemum cake is so beautiful!" Chen Jinhong praised.

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

Chen Jinhong stretched out her hand and took two chrysanthemum cakes from the bowl.

"Oh, it's really hot. Once you smell it, it tastes good!" Chen Jinhong said excitedly.

Yang Ruoqing smiled again.

Chen Jinhong took two chrysanthemum cakes and came to Lao Yangtou and Mrs. Tan.

"Grandma, grandma, you haven't eaten all day, are you two hungry? Come, eat a piece of chrysanthemum cake to fill your stomach." Chen Jinhong said.

Both Lao Yangtou and Mrs. Tan took the chrysanthemum cake handed over by Chen Jinhong and started to eat it.

Chen Jinhong hugged Hong'er and stood aside.

"Qing'er, drink tea!" She greeted Yang Ruoqing again.

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses and nodded.

Picking up the tea bowl in front of her and taking a sip, what Aunt Wu and Niang said is true, this sister-in-law of the third hall is indeed quite flexible.

"Grandma, how does it taste?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.

Old Yang nodded again and again: "Yes, not bad, your mother's skill in making chrysanthemum cakes is really getting better every year. Old lady, don't you think so?"

Tan Shi also twitched the corners of her mouth, revealing a barely smiling smile.

"Jin Hong and the others are also making chrysanthemum cakes, and they will bring some back for Da'an and Xiao'an to taste later." Tan ordered.

(End of this chapter)