Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1930
A variety of meat and vegetable dishes and cold snacks are on the scene.

It not only has the exquisite appearance, taste and weight of the restaurant, but also caters to the needs of the farmers.

The main dish tonight is ground pot chicken.

When the lid of the small iron pot heated on the small fire stove was lifted, the aroma of chicken was mixed with the unique freshness of wild vegetable cake.

It makes people have the urge to grab chopsticks impatiently.

Yang Ruoqing paid attention, even when the food was usually served, the first thing she did was old Yang who was drinking.

At this moment, he was the first to grab a piece of wild vegetable cake with his chopsticks and eat it there.

Chewing big mouthfuls, eating with relish, nodded again and again.

"This wild vegetable cake is really good, old man, I have never eaten such a delicious wild vegetable cake in most of my life."

Old Yangtou praised.

On the side, Wang Hongquan said with a smile: "Wild vegetable cakes are not uncommon, and this is the most indispensable thing in our farm family."

"The main thing is that the wild vegetable pancakes are cooked on the side of the chicken, and the taste of the chicken is absorbed!"

The old grandson also said: "The cakes don't need to be soaked in chicken soup. They are delicious and crispy, but they also have the essence of chicken. It's brilliant. Who came up with the idea?"

Da Sun giggled: "Who else? Of course it's our Qing'er."

Everyone's admiring gazes focused on Yang Ruoqing, Yang Ruoqing had long been used to such gazes.

She smiled generously, and greeted everyone: "The big guys like to eat, so they opened their stomachs to eat. I posted a lot of cakes, enough to eat."

Then, she took a piece of cake herself, turned around and came to a small round table beside her.

This small round table was specially made by Yang Huazhong for the children in his family.

In his own words, there are gradually more children in the fourth generation of the family.

Set up a small table for the children to sit and eat together.

Children are like this, they are unhappy by themselves, they just play around.

But with friends, there is a taste.

Look, Ju'er, Sanyatou, Kang Xiaozi, Dabao, Mianmian, Dabai, Xiaohei, and Luo Baobao.

Among these children, Luo Baobao was the youngest, only one year and two months old.

However, the little girl is also sitting on the pony saddle in a serious manner, holding her own small wooden bowl in her left hand and her own small wooden spoon in her right hand.

Her bowl was empty, so she took a small wooden spoon and put it in her mouth to lick.

There is a scarf around the neck to prevent the soup from getting oily, and a pair of bright eyes glance into the bowls of the other younger brothers and sisters.

Yang Ruoqing took a piece of wild vegetable cake and put it in the small bowl in front of Luo Baobao.

Luo Fengtang followed closely behind.

"Qing'er, you go to eat, I'll feed her." He said.

Yang Ruoqing looked up at him, and was about to speak when Mrs. Sun also came over.

"Tang Yazi, go drink, Qinger, go eat, I can't eat right now, so I'll feed the baby." Sun said.

"Third Aunt, go eat too, let's feed." Xiaohua Xiaoduo also came over.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help laughing as she looked at the few people who gave in to each other in front of her.

"You guys, don't feed anyone, let her grab the cake and eat it by herself," she said.

Upon hearing this, Sun suddenly became anxious.

"She's still so young, how did she do it?" the woman asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "She can eat candied haws and pastries by herself, why can't she eat wild vegetable cakes?"

To prove this point, Yang Ruoqing poked the piece of wild vegetable cake with her chopsticks, put it in front of Luo Baobao's nose, and let her sniff it.

"Come on, grab and eat yourself, my baby is the best." She smiled and encouraged.

Luo Baobao moved his little nose, probably because he was also tempted by this unique fragrance.

Seriously put down the small wooden spoon in Yang Ruoqing's hand, took the chopsticks in Yang Ruoqing's hand, opened her small mouth and took a bite of the cake.

Seeing her eating while playing, Luo Fengtang couldn't help but said: "I'm worried that if she is like this, she won't be able to finish half of a meal, and she will be hungry."

The same is true for Mrs. Sun, saying: "Let's not talk about being hungry, the cake is cold and harder to bite. Why don't I feed it?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Everything has to be tried. Now that she is one year and two months old, it's time to start training her to eat and drink by herself."

"The pancake will be cold soon, let's change it for her."

"If she's not full, at worst, before going to bed at night, I'll give her something like rice cereal to eat."

"In short, from now on, we have to change the feeding method appropriately, it's for her own good." She said.

"Qing'er is right."

Tuobaxian's voice sounded from behind.

Yang Ruoqing turned around and saw that she had also come to the small table.

Tuobaxian looked lovingly at Luo Baobao tilting his head to eat the cake, his eyes filled with joy.

"Qing'er is the baby's mother, her love for the baby is unmatched by us."

"And her parenting philosophy, I think it's very reasonable. We dote on our granddaughter, but we have to stand with Qing'er when it comes to parenting. Everyone is doing it for the baby."

Hearing Tuobaxian's words, Luo Fengtang revealed all his thoughts.

He remembered when he was training the Luo family army, those drills were simply tormenting for those soldiers, especially the newly recruited recruits.

However, the torment during the practice is to gain a little more chance of winning for myself in the real encounter with the enemy, in the life-and-death struggle.

"Well, I also agree with Qing'er's approach, mother-in-law, mother, let's all go back to eat, and let the baby learn to eat by himself."

Luo Fengtang said.

Mrs. Sun nodded, and Tuobaxian stretched out her hand to hold Mrs. Sun, "Come on, mother-in-law, let's sit and eat together."

Here, Yang Ruoqing also urged sisters Xiaohua and Xiaoduo to go to eat, and she stood behind Luo Baobao and looked at it for a while before turning back to her seat.

A table for the men and a table for the women.

A 13-year-old like Yang Ruohe is already close to an adult, so he sat on a long stool with Mrs. Liu and Yang Ruolan to eat.

She saw several pieces of pancakes in her own bowl, and stretched out her long chopsticks to pick up the chicken in the pot.

Chopsticks turned the chicken pieces at the bottom of the pot with a sizzling sound. Mrs. Liu was sitting there, holding a piece of wild vegetable cake in her left hand and gnawing.

Grinning his teeth so hard, his mouth clicked.

The right hand holds a pair of chopsticks, sweeping all the meat dishes on the table.

The movements of the mother and daughter are too large, which makes Yang Ruolan who is caught in the middle very embarrassed.

Finally, he picked up a piece of lettuce with his chopsticks, and before he put it in the bowl in front of him, he was knocked down by Mrs. Liu halfway.

Wanting to grab a piece of delicious chicken to eat, Yang Ruohe was rummaging through it, and it was as if a tsunami or earthquake had occurred in the bottom of the pot, and all the chicken was shaking.

In the end, there was nothing to do, Yang Ruolan could only eat the plate of peanuts in front of him.

Small and small clips.

"Ah!"

Yang Ruohe suddenly sneezed loudly on the table.

Not to mention that Yang Ruolan didn't dare to eat that peanut anymore, the women on the small half of the table all paused.

(End of this chapter)