Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1864 Talking handle (second update)
After saying these words, Yang Ruoqing sat back, and then gave the old grandson the shoes.

If Lao Yangtou and Mrs. Tan had just sent someone to a restaurant in the town to have a banquet this time, then this matter would be over.

Everyone is perfect.

If Lao Yangtou and Tan's both don't go, it's a clear sign of disrespect to the Sun family.

The last time Lao Yangtou celebrated his [-]th birthday, the Sun family gave him a generous gift.

If Lao Yangtou and Mrs. Tan were fussing over the banquet this time, deliberately trying to save face, then she would have to reconsider the gift box tribute money for New Years and festivals in the future.

Sun looked at Yang Ruoqing, then at Yang Huazhong.

"Father Qing'er, what are we going to do about this matter now?" she asked.

Yang Huazhong took a deep breath, "Do as our daughter says."

"Then if your parents really don't go to the town, what should I say when my parents ask?" Sun asked again.

Yang Huazhong said: "I will tell you when the time comes, and I will tell the truth."

"Hey, that's the only way to go." Sun said.

When Yang Huazhong went out to do other things, Yang Ruoqing said to the sighing Sun: "Mother, don't worry, just follow what I know about my grandma."

"My grandma probably won't go. As for my grandfather, he wants to save face and doesn't like being left behind. He should go." She said.

"Really?" Sun asked.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Well, just wait and see, there are still a few days left."

Only then did Sun feel a little relieved.

As expected, as Yang Ruoqing expected, when the dinner was cooking, Old Yang came over.

The old man and Yang Huazhong were talking in the main room, while Yang Ruoqing helped Mrs. Sun cook dinner in the backyard.

When dinner was about to start, the old man had already left.

"Master Qing is here, what's the matter?" Sun asked quickly.

On Yang Huazhong's face, the gloom and mist that had covered most of the day finally dissipated a little.

"Father came here to ask how we can arrange to go to the town on the eighth day of the eighth day of the lunar new year? Or arrange for a horse-drawn cart or something like that." He said.

"So, Master Qing is willing to go to the town to have a banquet?" Sun asked in surprise.

Yang Huazhong nodded, "Well, that's what it means!"

Mrs. Sun was even happier, a stone that was weighing on her heart finally fell down.

"Qing'er, you really hit it off, you are really a fortune teller." Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips, with Lao Yangtou as the representative, it would not be so conspicuous if Mrs. Tan went or not.

After all, in the peasant family, when going to other people's houses for banquets, men are usually the representatives.

"Qing'er, how will our relatives and friends go to town when the time comes? You have a carriage over there, mine, and your fourth uncle's. They can't hold so many people, so we probably have to send an ox cart. "

Yang Huazhong counted with his fingers.

Sun said: "In addition to relatives, there are many other people in the village who have a good relationship with our family. I think they will come to celebrate."

"Some people don't even have a bullock cart, so we can't let them go to town." The woman said.

Yang Ruoqing clapped her hands and smiled, and said: "Father, mother, you are really worrying about nothing, don't forget, we have a motorcade!"

"Four or five tables of guests, the convoy sent all of them to the town at one time. After eating and drinking enough, they sent them back to the village. How convenient!" she said.

Yang Huazhong patted his head, "Look at my elm head, the turns are really slow, yes, we Qing'er has a team, it's convenient."

Hearing this, Sun's heart was completely relieved.

The woman said happily: "Hurry up and eat supper. After eating, I will hurry up and make clothes."

Yang Ruoqing herself was not in a hurry to eat, but found a few large bowls, filled them with rice and vegetables, and fastened them tightly to prevent the temperature from passing away.

Then put it into a bamboo basket, cover it again, and straddle it in the crook of your arm.

"Qing'er, the three of you can eat this meal, I'm worried it won't be enough." Sun looked at the basket and said.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips, "That's enough. My mother-in-law and I usually eat less at night, and the baby doesn't dare to let her eat too much, for fear of accumulating food at night."

Sun said: "Well, your mother-in-law has worked hard enough to take care of the child. You should say more considerate words so that she can feel warm in her heart."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded, "Understood," and then glanced at Yang Huazhong next to him: "Father, then you and mother should hurry up and have dinner, I'll go there first, and come back tomorrow."

Yang Huazhong said: "There's no rush to eat, I'll take you there first, it's getting dark."

After leaving this courtyard gate, she can enter her own courtyard gate within a few steps. It doesn't matter if it's dark.

What's more, she is a secret agent, who would dare to steal money and sex during the ten-step journey?It is estimated that Hades came to remind me.

"Father, it's really unnecessary, you can eat." She said.

Yang Huazhong said: "No, Tang Yazi is not at home, so I'll see it off."

Yang Ruoqing couldn't resist, the father and daughter left the house together.

Yang Huazhong sent Yang Ruoqing to Tuobaxian all the way before leaving.

After eating and drinking enough, Yang Ruoqing picked up Luo Baobao: "Mother, you are too tired to take care of the baby during the day, so go to bed early at night, and the baby will sleep with me."

Tuobaxian smiled lovingly and nodded.

As soon as he arrived at his room, Luo Baobao struggled to crawl on the bed.

"Wash your face first, then wash your butt before going to bed, otherwise it will stink." Yang Ruoqing said.

Put Luo Baobao in the stroller that Luo Fengtang made, and pushed it directly into the bathroom.

Soon the mother and daughter both cleaned up and went back to the house. Luo Baobao climbed the tortoise on the big big bed with great vigor.

Yang Ruoqing folded a quilt into long strips and placed it beside the bed.

He himself dragged the table to the bed and sorted out some business books there.

From time to time, he glanced at the bed and teased her a few times.

Time passed bit by bit, and the night gradually deepened.

Yang Ruoqing yawned, turned her head to look at the bed, and couldn't help frowning.

Is this really just a child who is almost one year old?

This energy, this physical strength, cattle!
"Little guy, it's time to sleep, we'll climb again tomorrow!"

After tidying up the account books and pulling the table back to its original position, Yang Ruoqing came to the bedside.

After feeding Luo Baobao a few sips of warm water, he forced her to urinate some monkey urine, and began to undress her.

This little man has great strength.

When she doesn't want to sleep, if you want to take off her clothes, the difficulty factor is five stars.

"Ah! Mmm..."

Luo Baobao howled and waved his short hands and feet, exerting all his strength to nurse, and resisted stubbornly.

"Are you iron-eyed? Why don't you go to bed so late?" Yang Ruoqing was sweating all over her head.

He couldn't bear to fight, so he had to hold her up in front of him and stare at her.

"You have to know, you are a small person, this Changping Village, these ten miles and eight villages, and even the whole Qingshui Town."

"At this point in time, I'm afraid you're the only one still crawling on the bed." Yang Ruoqing said with a dark face on purpose.

Luo Baobao pursed his mouth angrily, and stared at Yang Ruoqing with a disdainful look.

(End of this chapter)