Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 269 It's not easy (four more)

Luo Fengtang parked the unicycle and entered the main room.

Blacksmith Luo was already sitting at the table eating noodles.

A chopstick was inserted, and Blacksmith Luo picked out a poached egg hidden at the bottom of the bowl.

Blacksmith Luo was surprised: "Hey, why are there poached eggs? It's still hidden so deeply, this girl will have trouble!"

Hearing this, Luo Fengtang looked into the uncle's bowl.

Suddenly I understood.

Qing'er still didn't want to eat that poached egg.

Evenly come and go, leave it to the uncle...

There was a ripple in the boy's heart.

Qinger, Qinger, you are also a silly girl!

……

A soybean oil lamp has been lit on the table.

The light is dim and warm.

Yang Huazhong was sitting in a wheelchair, Daan Xiaoan snuggled up beside him.

With thatch in his hand, the man was weaving a cricket cage with the two boys.

Beside the bed, Yang Ruoqing brought Sun a bowl of hot tea.

"Mother, how's your waist going now? Would you like me to rub it for you again?" she asked.

Mrs Sun took Yang Ruoqing's tea and warmed her hands in her hands.

Hearing her question, the woman smiled lovingly and shook her head.

"Mother's waist is much better, it doesn't hurt as much anymore."

"Well, that's fine." Yang Ruoqing nodded.

"I'll boil hot water later, mother, take a bath and rest earlier."

"it is good."

Before a few sips of the hot tea here, there were hurried footsteps outside the house.

Before the footsteps could reach the door of the house, Mr. Tan's urging sound came into the house.

"The third daughter-in-law, what are you doing?"

"I asked you to come over to cook at night, and there will be no ghosts at all times. What about people?"

Inside the room, Sun's hand trembled.

The tea in the bowl almost spilled out.

Yang Ruoqing quickly took Sun's tea bowl and put it on the table over there.

When she turned around, the door behind her had been kicked open with a bang.

Tan shi stood at the door with his hands on his hips.

Behind her, the twilight gradually thickened, and her angry face could not be seen clearly.

But that fierce aura instantly swept the whole house like a strong wind.

Daan and Xiaoan shivered with fright.

The two boys quickly hid behind Yang Huazhong's wheelchair, only daring to show their eyes.

Yang Huazhong put down the cricket cage in his hand and hurriedly explained to Mrs Tan at the door of the house.

"Mother, I was about to send Qing'er to the front yard to tell you all the time. Mother Qing'er suffered from back pain and couldn't go at night..."

"What?"

When Mr. Tan heard this, he was furious.

"She was fine when she was eating, why did she fall ill after cooking dinner? Who was he fooling?"

When Mr. Sun heard Mr. Tan's words, he quickly struggled to get off the bed.

Xu was in a hurry to get up, and before he could stand firm, there was a dull pain in his waist.

The woman snorted and sat back down, her face instantly pale again.

"Mother, slow down!"

Yang Ruoqing rushed over and supported Sun.

There, Yang Huazhong saw this, and his tone revealed a bit of concern.

The man then said to Mrs. Tan at the door of the house: "Mother, you have seen it too, Mother Qing Er is not a picky girl, she really can't go..."

"I bother!"

Mr. Tan shot a mouthful of old phlegm into the room.

The light was too dim, and Yang Ruoqing didn't know who the phlegm was.

I saw Mr. Tan put his hands on his hips, and took a step into the house with his stance.

Standing firmly on the ground, it was like a pointed compass nailed to the ground.

All over the body, that's called a sharp-edged display!

Mrs Tan freed one hand to point at Mrs Sun on the bed and scolded him right away.

"A lazy and bad mother-in-law, pretending to be sick and dead, this pitiful effort will blind my heartless son!"

"All the guests in the front yard are here, and there is a cold pot and stove in the back yard."

"Today is to crawl, and you have to crawl over for me too. Who will lend your courage?"

At the end of the curse, Mrs Tan glanced at Yang Ruoqing next to Mrs Sun.

Yang Ruoqing frowned and was about to stand up and push back against Mrs Tan.

Over there, Yang Huazhong moved.

He smashed the cricket cage, which was half braided, on the ground.

The man growled in a low voice: "Mother, how can you say such unreasonable things?"

"Qing Erniang is busy from morning to night today, and her feet haven't touched the ground."

"She is in charge of the front row of wine at the two tables."

"It's just that you don't feel sympathetic to her, and you say such hurtful words? You're chilling my son!"

Yang Huazhong beat his chest hard.

Mr. Tan ignored what Yang Huazhong said.

But only concerned about Yang Huazhong's volume.

"Okay, you black-hearted bastard, dare to yell at your old lady?"

The old lady jumped up from the ground with her hands on her hips, and fell back to the ground steadily.

"You goddamn unfilial son, you bastard, marrying a wife and forgetting your mother, it's better to drink milk than a ****..."

Tan clapped his thighs with both hands, sat down on the ground, and screamed and scolded.

Everyone in the room was caught off guard by Mr. Tan, and they all froze in place for a while.

The movement here quickly disturbed the front yard.

Old Yangtou, Yang Hualin, and Yang Huaming all rushed over.

"Mother, what's the matter with you? Who made you angry?"

Seeing that Mrs Tan was sitting on the ground, Mrs Yang immediately snorted.

He ran over and helped Mr. Tan up.

Tan snorted and cried, "Who else is there? Your third brother and third younger brother and sister!"

"The woman pretended to be sick and chose not to cook, while the man guarded the woman and yelled at me for being a mother!"

Tan snorted angrily.

"Oh, this is worth it, this is going to go against the sky..."

Yang shi exclaimed, and those eyes were thrown into the room like a flying knife.

Yang Hualin and Yang Huaming on the side were also red-eyed, staring at the three-bedroom people in the room.

The old Yangtou had a gloomy face.

I heard that Tan and Yang were still there.

He waved his hand impatiently: "What are you yelling about? You want all the guests in the front yard to hear about our old Yang family's scandal?"

Yang shi quickly shut up.

Mr. Tan grunted angrily and turned his face away.

Here, Lao Yangtou walked to the middle of the room and glanced at the scene in the room.

The old man's eyes fell on Yang Huazhong.

"Your mother gave birth to you, raised you, and married you a daughter-in-law. No matter what she said wrong, you shouldn't yell at her!"

The old man said with a sad face.

Yang Huazhong was ashamed and full of grief.

The man frowned, and sat there with his neck tangled in silence.

Old Yang looked at Yang Huazhong's appearance and sighed, "What the hell is going on? Third, tell me everything!"

Yang Huazhong nodded, and told the old man about this matter.

During this process, no one in the room dared to gnaw.

Yang Ruoqing supported Sun, but her eyes were paying attention to the reaction of Old Yang's head.

Old Yangtou's face was gloomy from beginning to end.

When Yang Huazhong finished talking about this, Old Yang's eyes shifted to Mr. Sun.

"The third daughter-in-law has been busy all day, and it's really not easy!"

The old man calmed down a bit.

He instructed Yang Huaming behind him: "Fourth, go to my room and bring the two dog skin plasters in the drawer to your third sister-in-law."

Yang Huaming didn't move and looked at Mrs Tan.

Mrs Tan was anxious: "Dad Meier, what are you talking about? That dog skin plaster is so painful for you to stick to your bones. How can you give it to this lazy woman?"

Old Yang's head glared at the tiger, so that Mr. Tan didn't dare to say a word.

He roared at Yang Huaming again: "Don't hurry up!"

Yang Huaming snorted and turned around.

(End of this chapter)