Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 320 You came just in time (two more)

"Lan'er, the rouge you put on smells very fragrant, please put some on me too!" Yang Huamei said.

Yang Ruolan smiled happily: "It's rare that you like it, I'll give you the whole box!"

"Oh, it's still Lan'er being nice to her aunt!"

After dressing up, Yang Huamei and Yang Ruolan walked out the door hand in hand.

"Where are you going?"

Tan just came out of the room and glanced at the two.

Yang Ruolan bowed respectfully to Mrs. Tan: "Mother, I want to go to my grandmother's house, and I must be back before lunch."

"What about Mel?"

Tan asked again.

Yang Huamei took Yang Ruoqing's arm and said, "I'm bored in the room, so I'll accompany Lan'er over there."

Mrs. Tan glanced at Yang Huamei's slicked head oil, as well as her obviously dressed face.

The girl in the heart is not looking bad today, she should go out for a walk.

Near Lanerga's mother-in-law's house, it happened to be Wang Hong's family.

Let the whole family of Wang Hong see their plum, who is white and fat, easy to raise, and definitely rare.

"Okay, then let's go together and come back early!"

"Eh!"

The two girls walked out the door happily hand in hand.

Tan looked at the backs of the two.

Mei Er in red jacket, Lan Er in blue skirt.

Tan was puzzled.

This Laner is as thin as bean sprouts, and her waist can be pinched off.

Why does everyone say she is beautiful?

It's still her own daughter Mei Er who looks good, no matter where she goes, she's happy!

……

At the intersection of the village.

Yang Ruolan said: "Gu, I won't accompany you there. I'll take a look at my grandmother's health. How about we meet at this intersection?"

Yang Huamei said: "Yes."

The two parted ways.

Seeing Yang Huamei's figure walking away, Yang Ruolan turned out from behind the corner of the wall.

Aroused Chun sneer.

Fool!

You are fat and ugly, why should the milk leave you all the good dowry?

Obviously I am the pride of the old Yang family,

Married another scholar.

Why is my dowry far inferior to yours?

Fool!

If I don't instigate you to make a fool of yourself, I'm not Yang Ruolan!

With a light snort, Yang Ruolan turned around and twisted Yang Liu's waist, heading towards Granny Ga's house.

Here, Yang Huamei saw the small farmyard under the old maple tree in front.

There is no door to the yard, anyone can enter.

The further forward and closer to the yard, the more excited Yang Huamei became.

The palms of the hands were sweating.

……

In the old Luo family hall, Blacksmith Luo was sitting on the edge of the table, cutting out the incense paper that Luo Fengtang bought.

Luo Daye was sitting and drinking tea.

Suddenly, I saw the big fat girl in red clothes poking her head at the door.

Luo Daye was surprised, turned her head and shouted to the outside of the yard.

"which one?"

A strange female voice came from outside.

"Is Tang Yazi at home? I have something to do with him!"

Looking for Tang Yazi?

Luo Daye glanced at Blacksmith Luo.

Blacksmith Luo said: "It's not like the voice of Qing girl, take a look."

He immediately put down the incense paper in his hand and came to the door of the house.

"Is that his sister-in-law? It's unfortunate that you came here, Tang Yazi just went out on the front foot!"

Blacksmith Luo smiled.

His nephew was two years older than Yang Huamei in front of him.

But this generation is here.

"Ah?" Yang Huamei was surprised, with a look of disappointment on her face.

"Is there any urgent matter for his aunt? Or tell me the same thing. I'll tell Tangyazi later..." Luo Tiejia asked again.

Yang Huamei pouted secretly.

This dead old man, what I said to your nephew was private.

Why tell you?

Shameless old.

Yang Huamei asked Blacksmith Luo with interest: "Where did he go? When did he come home?"

Blacksmith Luo said: "I'm going to go to the girl's place, I'm not sure when I will come home. His aunt, why don't you come in and have a cup of tea?"

Before the words were finished, Yang Huamei snorted and turned to leave.

As he walked, he muttered angrily: "I'm so annoying, I ran to find that damn fat girl again, I hate it..."

Luo Daye followed out from the main room, only to see a chubby figure walking away.

"Yo, isn't this fat girl the youngest daughter of the old Yang family?"

Luo Daye said.

I was still eating together that day, and the amount of food was incredible!

"What is she here for?" Luo Daye asked again.

"Looking for Tang Yazi, I said I wasn't there, and I left angrily."

Blacksmith Luo said, turned around and went back to the main room to cut his incense paper.

Luo Daye followed up the house.

"What did Tang Yazi do? I saw him go out with a bulging bag earlier."

"I asked him, and he didn't say anything," she said.

Blacksmith Luo said: "I don't know either, I just know that he went to the girl's house."

Luo Daye's eyes flashed: "Tangyazi is very diligent in running the Qing girl's house, these two children, shouldn't they be..."

Blacksmith Luo glared at Luo Daye.

"If you haven't figured it out yet, don't talk nonsense, you will be embarrassed!"

"Oh……"

Luo Daye shrank back.

After a while, he continued to ask: "The daughter of the old Yang family came to look for Tang Yazi, shouldn't it also be rare for our Tang Yazi?"

Blacksmith Luo said nothing.

It's not right, my nephew and this Yang Huamei are separated by generations!

However, when it comes to young people, who can say for sure?

Luo Daye smiled: "This is really interesting, both aunts and nephews are very fond of our son, and one is fatter than the other."

"Tangyazi, what kind of luck is this? Why are these fat girls so rare?"

"Shut up if you can't speak, why are you mumbling all the time?"

Blacksmith Luo became impatient, scolded Luo Daye, picked up the incense paper and went back to his room.

……

in the stove.

With the concerted efforts of the girls, the dumplings were all wrapped up in an hour.

Raw dumplings are placed one by one, like a crooked boat, on two large bamboo sieves.

There was also a faint white wheat flour sprinkled on the side.

Mrs Sun rubbed her aching arm and said to Yang Ruoqing, "Let's cook the dumplings later, and deliver them to the big guy before lunch."

Yang Ruoqing nodded and started pouring water into the small pot, covering the pot and burning it.

When the water was boiling, she scooped a few bowls of raw dumplings into the pot and cooked them.

A tall figure bent over and entered the kitchen.

"Third aunt, Qing'er!"

Yang Ruoqing turned around.

Seeing that it was Luo Fengtang, she pursed her lips and smiled.

"Tangyazi, you came just in time."

"My family cooks dumplings. You can bring back two bowls later to save me a trip," she said.

Hearing this, Luo Fengtang nodded and took out the bulging twine bag behind him.

"what is this?"

Yang Ruoqing asked.

Luo Fengtang said: "This winter solstice, the winter solstice is as big as a new year, I will bring some food to the third uncle and three aunts to celebrate the festival."

He said, leaning over to take something out of the twine bag.

Mr. Sun rushed over from the door of the stove.

The mother and daughter looked at what Luo Fengtang took out.

They were a roasted pheasant and a roasted hare.

It was golden yellow, with a layer of solidified oil remaining on the surface.

(End of this chapter)