Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 325 The nose is crooked with anger (three more)

Yang Ruoqing said: "First of all, you can't be weak, you can't back down."

"Then Chen Hu, seeing that you are afraid of this and that, for fear of disturbing others, he pinched you to the death."

"This time, I asked you to take his pork kidney and touched your hand."

"You swallowed your breath."

"What about next time? He wants to do something more extreme with you, do you have to bear it?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

"Even if I die, I won't let him succeed!" Xiao Yu gritted his teeth.

"That's right," Yang Ruoqing snapped her fingers.

"What you want is your determination," she said.

To help Xiaoyu, you must first awaken Xiaoyu and stand up by herself.

Otherwise, a puddle of mud won't stick to the wall, and you won't be able to help.

"Qing'er, I'll listen to you. If he comes to me again, I'll be firm and not let him take it!" Xiao Yu said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

"Don't go to the remote places behind the village alone during the day, close the doors and windows at night, and prepare a stick by the bed."

she exhorted.

Xiaoyu nodded: "I pressed a pair of scissors under my pillow."

"The scissors are too fierce, and you will be imprisoned for killing people." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Then what?" Xiaoyu asked.

"Mouse trap!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Xiaoyu nodded vigorously: "I have this in my house, and I will install it under the window when I look back."

Yang Ruoqing told Xiaoyu some wolf defense techniques, and the two parted ways and went home.

Yang Ruoqing entered the yard, and when she passed by the back of her kitchen, she heard Da An's angry voice.

"The milk said that her hands were slippery, but I could see clearly that she deliberately threw the dumplings to the ground..."

What?

Mr. Tan smashed the dumplings he delivered to the bowl one by one?

That's pretty cool!

Yang Ruoqing rushed into the kitchen in three steps.

Seeing her coming in, Mrs Sun hurriedly gave Da An a wink, forbidding him to say any more.

Daan frowned and stood there unwillingly.

"Qing'er, why did you come home after so long? The dumplings are open, let's eat them too..."

Sun shi got up and came to get a bowl to put dumplings, but Yang Ruoqing stopped him.

"Da'an, what happened just now? You told my sister exactly!" she said.

Daan was about to open his mouth, but was stopped by Sun.

"It's nothing, Qing'er, let's eat dumplings!" Sun shi advised.

Yang Ruoqing frowned and pulled Sun's hand away.

"Mother, when are you going to be so weak?"

She asked Mrs Sun, Mrs Sun kept silent and lowered her head.

"One more thing is worse than one less thing, this holiday..."

"No matter what he has done, we can't be trampled on like this!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Pointing to Daan: "You said, what's going on!"

Daan raised his head.

"I went to deliver dumplings to my grandmother, and my aunt wanted to pick them up, but she was pushed away by my grandmother."

"I came to pick up the milk myself, and I put the bowl in the milk's hand."

"The milk took a look at it, raised her hand, and smashed the bowl to the ground, and it fell to a pulp."

"I asked her why she fell? She said her hand slipped."

"I said that when I saw that she fell on purpose, my milk slapped me in the face and said I was blind..."

"Which side did you hit in the face?"

Yang Ruoqing ran over, holding her brother's face and looking at it.

Sure enough, the left cheek near the ear was red and swollen.

Below the root of the ear, there was also a lump the size of a mung bean!

Granny bear!

Yang Ruoqing was furious, turned around and walked towards the door of the kitchen.

"Qing'er, what are you going to do?"

Behind him, Sun's panicked voice came, and the door was blocked by Sun's.

"One more thing is worse than one less thing, Qing'er, don't go..."

Yang Ruoqing looked at the flustered woman in front of her and said solemnly, "This holiday, I gave dumplings to grandma because I honor my parents."

"But my milk's way of doing it is so chilling!"

"Your milk has such a personality, maybe it's really slippery..." Mrs Sun murmured.

"Even if my hand slips and overturns the bowl, I don't care. What about Daan's slap?"

Sun shi was silent, and the woman's face was full of distress.

"Mother, you are a good person, and you can't protect your brother, then you just get out of the way, and I'll protect you!"

After Yang Ruoqing finished speaking, she called to Daan.

"Come here, my sister will take you to find a place!"

Daan ran over.

Yang Ruoqing took Daan's hand, and the siblings went straight to the front yard.

When Sun came back to his senses, the two children disappeared early.

The woman panicked, and hurried to Yang Huazhong's room with a pale face...

Old Yang's front yard.

When Yang Ruoqing pulled Da An over, she glanced at the dishes on the ground that had not been cleaned.

The dumplings splattered on the ground, Wang Cai wagging his tail and taking a bite of one dumpling, he groaned.

Damn.

Trampling the fruits of other people's labor like this is abominable!

Yang Ruoqing kicked Wang Cai flying, then opened half of the curtain and entered the kitchen.

In the stove, Mr. Jin held the door of the stove.

Liu Shi was standing on the edge of the pot and putting dumplings into the pot.

Mr. Tan stood aside, pointing at Mr. Liu with his hands on his hips.

Seeing sister Yang Ruoqing coming in, Mrs Tan was surprised.

Immediately guessing the intention, Mrs Tan raised her brows and said angrily at Yang Ruoqing: "What are you doing here, fat fat girl? To make an appearance for Daan?"

Yang Ruoqing twitched the corners of her mouth.

He ignored Mrs Tan and looked around the stove.

Finally, it landed on the swill bucket beside the pot.

Every household has a swill bucket.

The water used to wash rice and wash vegetables, and the water used to wash pots and dishes, all poured into that bucket.

When it's full, I take it to the backyard and pour it into the ditch at one time.

Over time, this swill bucket has become a place to hide dirt.

The dirty water inside is about to ferment, and a layer of foam floats on it.

Yang Ruoqing picked up the swill bucket and folded it upside down according to the pot in which the dumplings were cooked.

"Crash..."

The swill splashed all over, flushing out the dumplings in the pot.

Liu Shi, who was beside him, screamed and stepped back.

Mr. Tan came back to his senses, and when he saw the swill and dumplings all over the floor, his nose was crooked with anger.

"Damn it, what are you doing!"

Tan stomped his feet and roared.

Yang Ruoqing threw the empty bucket in her hand to the ground.

She clapped her hands and said calmly, "Aiya, I originally wanted to take the swill out and pour it out, but this hand slipped and it was wrong..."

What?

Tan was so angry that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Damn it, you're on purpose!"

"You black-hearted, dead girl, I peeled your skin!"

Like crazy, Mrs Tan waved her sharp claws and rushed towards Yang Ruoqing.

For an old lady like Tan with her feet wrapped.

Yang Ruoqing can press down with one finger.

However, she could not have a positive physical conflict with Tan.

After all, she is Yang Huazhong's biological mother.

However, Yang Ruoqing would never allow Tan to get close to her.

With her feet slipping, she slipped out of the stove like a loach.

Don't forget to drag Da An to the front yard.

Today is the Winter Solstice Festival, and the men of Lao Yang's family are cutting incense paper in the main room in the front yard.

Prepare to go to the mountain to burn incense and worship ancestors in the afternoon.

(End of this chapter)