Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 190 Mother and Son (Part [-])

"Ah?" Yang Huazhou opened his mouth wide, not knowing what it meant to step on the spot.

At the door of the shop, Daan had already turned around and came out.

"Sister, Fifth Uncle, the Bao family should have not arrived yet, there is a woman and a child eating buns in the shop!"

Hearing this, Yang Huazhou was obviously relieved.

Yang Ruoqing hurriedly said: "Uncle Wu, before the Bao family arrives, let's go in quickly and find a good place with a good view to sit down first."

The so-called acquaintance is actually a man and a woman who choose a place, preferably a crowded place, to look at each other from a distance.

These days, when men and women look at each other, both families are very reserved.

It was a tacit look.

It can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words, so first come to the shop and occupy a good position.

When the other party appears, you can go to see it for the first time!

Look at the other person's appearance and body.

Look at the other person's reaction when chatting with someone, whether they can speak, and whether they can come to trouble.

Look at the way the other person eats...

How a person's character is can be more or less reflected in the details of these basic necessities of life, words and deeds.

This is the so-called looking at each other, looking at each other twice.

The two parties can say hello without saying hello, and these are the items that the two sides will play on their own in the future.

The three uncles and nephews walked into the bun shop.

Yang Ruoqing glanced over, looking for the most favorable position.

But I saw that the table had already been boarded by a mother and son.

The woman looked young, 24 or [-] years old.

The little boy was about two years old.

Like the children of most peasant families, the child was dark and thin, and his eyes were extraordinarily large.

On the big head, the hair is yellow and curly.

The clothes he was wearing were not good either, with patches piled on top of each other.

The woman was not well dressed, with a blue kerchief wrapped around her head.

She was eating wontons with big mouthfuls, one spoon at a time, and it was delicious.

The child also had a small bowl with half a bowl of wonton soup poured into it.

The little boy was very naughty, holding a half-eaten meat bun in his hand, up and down on the stool, looking very excited, without stopping for a moment.

"If you jump around like a monkey again, I'm going to shoot you!"

From time to time, the woman raised her voice and scolded a few times.

Yang Ruoqing was thinking about whether to go over and discuss with that young woman, asking her to change her position.

Big deal, she just bought two more meat buns for the little boy.

At this moment, the little boy accidentally knocked over the blunt bowl of wontons on the table.

The hot wonton soup spilled out and spread all over the table.

The woman got annoyed and jumped up from the stool.

He dragged the little boy to him, raised his hand, and patted the little boy's tiger head.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

He took three shots in a row, cursing at the same time.

"You bastard, I told you to stop, but you didn't stop. If you break the bowl, you have to pay for it, don't you know?"

"Bounce, bounce, I'll shoot you to death, let's see how you keep jumping!"

"Woooo..."

The little boy was beaten until he cried, tears and snot all over his face.

The woman still couldn't let go of her hatred, and twisted the little boy's arm again, pushing him to the corner and standing next to the wall as punishment.

"Little bastard, I can't cure you!"

"Wuuuuuuu, I want auntie, I want my auntuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

The little boy was crying out of breath, shouting indistinctly.

The woman rushed over and slapped him on the head again: "Howling you, if you cry again, I will sell you to a child, and I will never expect to see your aunt for the rest of my life!"

Now, the little boy didn't dare to cry.

Standing in the corner with shoulders shrunk, weeping from time to time, looking pitiful.

Here, Yang Ruoqing's eyebrows twitched when she saw it.

What this mother did is too strict, right?

Isn't it just overturning a bowl of wonton soup?

Just teach me a lesson, at most, just take a few slaps on my butt!

As for the bag that pats the kid all over his head?

Hey!

Shaking her head secretly, she was not in the mood to negotiate with such a bully-like woman.

"Uncle Fifth, let's sit at this table!" Yang Ruoqing suggested.

Yang Huazhou nodded, and Da'an had no objection.

The three uncles and nephews then sat down at a nearby table, just across from the woman's table.

Yang Huazhou's attention was all on the passersby coming and going at the door of the shop.

A pair of eyes, fixed on the shop door.

Every time a big girl and a little daughter-in-law appeared at the door, his whole body would tense up, and his whole body would become tense.

When the big girl and the little daughter-in-law walked over and didn't enter the shop, he would breathe a sigh of relief again.

The eyes of Yang Ruoqing and Da'an also followed to the door of the shop.

But from time to time, Yang Ruoqing would take a look at the mother and child on the table over there.

The child was still leaning against the wall.

The mother sat at the table with her legs crossed and ate the leftover wonton in the bowl, and then called the waiter to bring a plate of hot meat buns.

When the child's sobs became louder, the woman turned her head and gave the child a vicious look as a warning.

The child didn't dare to move anymore, and stood in the corner with his shoulders hunched, looking at the people coming and going at the door of the shop with tearful eyes.

Yang Ruoqing watched with great interest.

In her previous life, she died before falling in love.

In this life, she directly transmigrated into a 12-year-old girl doll.

The mother she came into contact with was the Sun family.

Sun is gentle, loving, tolerant and patient.

She always has a smile on her face towards the children.

There are delicious things, and the children will eat them closely.

The children are always right, even if the children do something wrong, she will not get angry, but persuasion patiently.

She seems to never have a temper, just like a ball of water, gently wrapping the children.

Even Tan Shi, such a harsh old lady, was gentle and meticulous towards Yang Huamei.

But the woman in front of him did something else.

Could it be that she is adhering to the style of a filial son under the stick?

Or, is this child not her own?

While thinking so wildly in her mind, the woman over there seemed to sense that someone was looking at her.

Following her gaze, she met Yang Ruoqing's scrutinizing eyes.

While gnawing on the meat buns, the woman lowered her face and glared at Yang Ruoqing viciously.

It seemed to be warning Yang Ruoqing not to meddle in her own business.

Yang Ruoqing was startled.

Then he rolled his eyes at the woman.

My aunt doesn't bother to take care of this kind of nosy matter!

However, my aunt likes to watch the excitement, why not?bite me?

The gazes of the two, separated by an empty table, competed in mid-air.

At this moment, two figures walked in from the door of the shop.

Yang Ruoqing only heard Da'an next to her whisper: "Here we come!"

Yang Ruoqing immediately looked away, only to see Fifth Uncle Yang Huazhou sitting next to her with a flushed face.

(End of this chapter)