Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1968 is true (one more)
Cao Bamei looked straight at Yang Ruoqing, like a drowning person who encountered a floating board floating past him.

"Qing'er, what you said...is it true?"

"If your second brother, your father, and fifth uncle are all the same way, then I'm afraid I've really wronged him."

"Your second brother is so kind to your third brother. Think about it with your toes. How can such a responsible elder brother be ambiguous with his younger siblings? Right?"

Bamei Cao firmly grasped this point, murmured, and asked Yang Ruoqing again.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Yes."

Cao Bamei said: "Okay, Qing'er, I'll listen to you. Don't tell your elders about it beforehand, I'll ask him at night."

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips: "That's right, I know you are a smart woman."

Cao Bamei said: "Then, what if, what if he still doesn't talk to me about this matter? What should I do?"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, and her face became serious.

"If you don't cry or make trouble, and communicate with him with sincerity. And a man is not even willing to undertake this kind of communication, then we have to re-examine this kind of man." She said.

Cao Bamei bit her lip hard, her face turned pale.

In the end, she nodded firmly, "You're right. Before I met him, I was living well by myself. Forget it. With the most sincere heart, prepare for the worst."

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips, "Let's go, let's go eat, don't make them wait for a long time, they will have to ask questions later."

Cao Bamei said: "Qing'er, wait for me at the door, I'll go to your aunt to get the embroidery."

"Ok, I will wait for you."

When Bamei Cao picked up Xiuxiu and came over, Yang Ruoqing and Bamei Cao took her from left to right, and then walked quickly towards Sun's house at the entrance of the village.

At this time, it was not completely dark yet, but candles were already lit in the main room of the Sun family.

In the yard and under the eaves, red lanterns were also hung up, and women came and went, rushing between the main room and the kitchen.

Xiaoan, Xiaohua and Xiaoduo took Baby Luo to play in the yard, which was very lively.

So as soon as she entered the yard, Xiuxiu immediately broke free from Cao Bamei and Yang Ruoqing's hands, and ran towards Xiao'an and the others like flying.

Here, Yang Ruoqing gently pinched Cao Bamei's slightly cold hand, and gave her an encouraging look.

Bamei Cao nodded, took a deep breath, and the two walked into the main room together.

In the main room, it was smoky.

Why do you say that?

Because the old grandson, Yang Huazhong, and uncle are all smoking dry tobacco.

With the three-pipe pipe smoked like this, can the house not be like a cave dwelling?

Bamei Cao, who had been crying for a long time before, was washed away by the smell of smoke as soon as she entered. After hurriedly saying hello to the old grandson, she turned around and ran out of the room, covering her mouth and nose.

"What's the matter with Eighth Sister?" the old grandson asked.

Everyone else was also at a loss.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I guess I choked on the smell of smoke, it's okay."

The elders nodded, Luo Fengtang quickly got up and pushed all the windows over there.

Here, after Yang Ruoqing glanced around the room, she landed on Yang Yongjin, who was sitting at the table, holding a tea bowl, absent-minded.

He was absent-minded before, but when he heard Cao Bamei's louder cough coming from outside the house, his face clearly showed worry.

Putting down the teacup in his hand, he was about to get up, as if thinking of something, he suppressed the movement to get up again.

He picked up the tea bowl again, lowered his eyebrows, and sat there.

This series of small movements, micro expressions, which others didn't pay attention to, were all caught by Yang Ruoqing's eyes.

After greeting the elders in the room again, she turned and walked towards the door.

At the door of the house, Bamei Cao's cough was coming to an end.

Yang Ruoqing patted her on the back lightly, and handed her a handkerchief.

"What's the matter? Are you okay?" she asked.

Bamei Cao shook her head, pushed away the veil, and stood up.

"The throat is a little uncomfortable, and the smell of the smoke is uncomfortable, but it's better now." She said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "That's good."

Bamei Cao said, "I'm going to the kitchen, see if there's anything I can do to help."

Yang Ruoqing said, "Let's go together."

In the kitchen, Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun are the main cooks. Mrs. Sun brought Xiaojie to help peel garlic and so on.

Talking and laughing, it was very lively.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing and Cao Bamei coming in together, the women were very happy.

Dasun said: "Baby sister, Yongjin is coming back for the holidays, I'm afraid he will also pick up your mother and daughter to the county town?"

"When are you going? Can you stay at home for a few more days?" Da Sun asked.

Bamei Cao glanced at Yang Ruoqing, with a somewhat embarrassed look on her face.

The kitchen was dimly lit and smelled heavily of oily smoke.

Da Sun was busy cooking again, so she didn't notice Cao Bamei's expression suddenly changed.

She was still waving the spatula and said excitedly: "Earlier, your elder brother asked Yongjin when he would go to the county seat, and Yongjin said that he would go back tomorrow."

"Hey, it looks like you mother and daughter are going back tomorrow. I thought I would save some more eggs for you to take to the county..."

Listening to Dasun's rambling, every word, it's either eggs or dried wild mushrooms or something.

They all tried to get Bamei Cao to take them to the county seat.

The more she listened, the more unhappy Cao Bamei felt. She simply turned her back and pretended to choose vegetables, "Well, let's see when the time comes. I don't really want to bring anything. The county has everything. Sister-in-law, you keep it for Xiaojie and Xiaojie." Baby An, they eat."

Da Sun said: "They have theirs, and mine are specially reserved for you."

"The things in the restaurant belong to the restaurant. These dry goods are made by our own hands. They are clean and safe to eat," she said.

"Auntie!"

Yang Ruoqing interrupted Da Sun's words, and said with a smile: "I know you feel sorry for Bamei, but in front of me, the owner of the restaurant, you are worried about the unclean food in the restaurant, are you sure this is really okay? ?”

Yang Ruoqing said this on purpose.

If this topic is not changed, Eighth Sister is embarrassed.

Da Sun was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, don't talk, don't talk, I'm stupid, I'm stupid." She said, and then hurriedly continued cooking.

Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun also laughed, and everyone's topic turned to food.

"Qing'er, can you see if this fried pumpkin flower is doing this?" Mrs. Sun called Yang Ruoqing over.

Yang Ruoqing came over, the two mothers began to study the dishes, and the eldest Sun also came to see.

Here, Bamei Cao breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Yang Ruoqing in her heart.

One meal, made in no time.

There are fish and meat, chicken and duck, and various vegetables and stir-fries are dotted among them.

Yang Ruoqing went to the next door and shouted, Luo Fengtang and Yang Yongjin hurried over to the kitchen to help serve the dishes.

Da'an and Dajie, who were studying in the room, also temporarily put down their books and came out.

Everyone gathered around the table, happily, and ate dinner lively.

(End of this chapter)