Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1803 Mixing Time (One More)
Yang Ruoqing stroked Dabai's little face, turned around and came to the table again.

At this time, the table was already a mess.

All kinds of exquisite and beautiful snack boxes were originally filled with melon seeds, peanuts, broad beans, peas, candied fruit, rice cakes, etc. to eat.

Now, almost half of the melon seeds were no longer in the box, and Xiao Hei put them all on the table.

Xiao Hei stepped on the stool, most of his body was lying on the table, a pair of chubby little black hands were pulling the melon seeds and peanuts on the table, stuffing the melon seeds into his mouth from time to time.

After chewing a few times, he spit out the shell and meat together with his saliva, making the table dirty.

Yang Huamei stood aside, holding up one hand to protect Xiao Hei, lest he fall, and with the other hand, he grabbed the melon seeds that Xiao Hei fiddled with on the table and knocked them.

"Xiao Hei is too bad. If he can't eat these, he will spoil them. It's the same at home. He is not afraid of beating and scolding. I have nothing to do."

Yang Huamei said helplessly while eating melon seeds.

Yang Ruoqing came over and said with a smile: "That's how children are. As long as they play well and don't cry, it's just a few handfuls of melon seeds and peanuts. This is not someone else's home."

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Yang Huamei smiled.

The old Wang family next to him were also very happy.

Yang Ruoqing picked up the melon seeds box on the table and handed it to Mrs. Shuanzi, Wang Hongquan and Wang Shuanzi.

"Uncle Shuanzi, don't just sit around, knock some melon seeds to waste time!"

Wang Shuanzi and the others politely reached out and grabbed a handful of melon seeds, knocking them there.

Shuan Ziniang asked Yang Ruoqing, "Where's the baby?"

Yang Ruoqing turned her head and looked behind her, "The two godmothers carried her into the courtyard earlier, maybe watch Xiao An and the others play outside!"

Shuan Ziniang nodded, and sat there eating melon seeds and drinking tea.

Yang Huazhong accompanied Lao Yangtou and Wang Hongquan to smoke and chat.

Yang Ruoqing walked around the main room, filled the elders' tea bowls with tea, and returned to Yang Huamei's side again.

"The clothes that Dabai is wearing look like new Chinese New Year clothes, why is Xiao Hei still wearing old clothes from years ago?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Yang Huamei glanced at Xiao Hei and smiled.

"Both of them made new clothes that are exactly the same. During the New Year's Eve dinner, the meatballs were just served."

"I turned my back, and Xiao Hei's hand went in, and it was overturned, and the soup splashed on my chest."

"Huh?" Yang Ruoqing was delighted.

"And then? Don't you cry then?" she asked.

Yang Huamei shook her head and patted Xiao Hei's buttocks: "This bastard is so skinny that he doesn't cry when he does something wrong, but it's a pity that the clothes are so dirty that he can't wear them, so I had to find him an old one." Make do with it first."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, it turned out to be the case.

On the side, Mrs. Tan scolded Yang Huamei: "I greeted you several times a few years ago, and made two more sets of new clothes for the twins, just to guard against this."

"It's New Year's Eve, it's okay for adults to wear some old clothes, but children have to wear new clothes to be happy, you must listen!"

Hearing Tan's rebuke, Yang Huamei smiled and said: "This Chinese New Year is just that. Just make a new set of clothes. If you do too much, they will grow taller now. When the weather gets colder, the clothes It’s too small, too much waste!”

Tan curled her lips, "Sir, if you eat a few bites less, you will have the money to make clothes. Why bother to wrong your children when it's Chinese New Year, really."

Yang Huamei smiled and said to Yang Ruoqing: "I can't say it, you can say it."

Yang Ruoqing then smiled and said to Tan's side: "Grandma, Gu is the twin's mother, she won't bear to wrong the two children even if she wronged herself, so don't say anything."

Tan Shi said: "I think it's Chinese New Year, only once a year..."

Yang Ruoqing laughed again, "Our family is getting better now, and there are a lot of other families in our village who are having a hard time."

"For the Chinese New Year in those families, the children don't even have a new set of clothes, they don't even have half of them."

"Even if it's left at our house, didn't we children all wear old clothes during the Chinese New Year three or four years ago?" Yang Ruoqing said.

Tan Shi said: "At that time, our old Yang's family didn't have a separate family, and you were all girl movies. The two new clothes must be tight to the grandchildren first!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "But in my impression, Da'an and Xiao'an always wore patched clothes during Chinese New Year. It would be nice to have a pair of new shoes."

Mrs. Tan was blocked by Yang Ruoqing's words.

The old lady paused for a moment, then continued: "Then the family is poor and can't get enough to eat, so why care about that!"

Yang Ruoqing said: "So, this person, he can live whatever life he encounters, he doesn't have to choose."

"So when I had no money, I tightened my trousers and suffered a lot. Now that I have a lot of money, I have to spend a little more leisurely. I don't have to guard against ten thousand, but just in case?"

"So, it's rational for Auntie to make a set of new clothes for the two twins for the New Year, without extravagance, right?"

Tan was speechless.

"You girl, you have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. You have said everything your parents have never said in their entire life. I can't say no to you!" Tan Shi said.

The old lady turned her head away, and continued to tease Dabai there.

The old lady has conceded defeat in this argument.

Yang Ruoqing has expressed everything that should be expressed, and if this topic continues to be entangled, it will seem that she is too unreasonable.

"Guy, take good care of this little blackie, I'm going to the kitchen to help my mother cook!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Yang Huamei nodded: "Tell my sister-in-law not to cook too many dishes. We are not outsiders, so just cook a few dishes that men drink with. Don't be so tired."

Yang Ruoqing smiled happily: "It's New Year's Eve, even if you're tired, you'll be happy, aunt, then sit down first, and I'll come back later."

In the backyard, the fragrance occupies the entire backyard.

Even Yang Ruoqing, who had not had breakfast for long, was awakened in an instant as soon as she walked into the backyard.

"Oh my god, I gain ten catties during the holidays. I just put down my chopsticks and I'm hungry again. What the hell!"

Yang Ruoqing walked into the kitchen with a smile.

Inside the kitchen, Mrs. Sun and Yang Ruolan were busy on one pot and off the other.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's joking words, Mrs. Sun took the time to laugh and said, "Isn't it like this in the first month, eat and play, play and eat, eat and play when you are full, fall asleep when you are tired, and wake up Go ahead and eat."

"Oh, my God, it's almost like a pig!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Mrs. Sun gave her an angry look, "Say something stupid."

Yang Ruolan also giggled: "Pigs are a good thing. In our farmer's family, pigs are treasures, year treasures."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Yes, being like a pig is still a good thing, auspicious and festive."

The mother and daughter all laughed. Yang Ruoqing grabbed the apron at the side and tied it around her waist, "Mom, what are you cooking next? I'll help you!"

(End of this chapter)