Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 355: Long Arms, Short Sleeves (One More)

When Yang Ruoqing returned to the house, Da An had already written it.

He was holding the straw paper in his hands and squinting at his masterpiece.

"What did you write? Are you still appreciating yourself? Let the old sister check it out for you!"

Yang Ruoqing walked over with a smile.

Daan turned around and handed Yang Ruoqing the straw paper in his hand.

"Sister, look!"

Yang Ruoqing took a look and was surprised.

Thought that Daan was practicing writing, after a long time, he was painting?

By the way, this painting is really good.

The nose is like a nose and the eyes are like eyes.

"One, two, three, four, five..."

Yang Ruoqing counted five people from high to low.

Big hands holding little hands.

"Yo, why does this look like our family?"

Yang Ruoqing asked.

Daan came over and pointed to the characters above to introduce Yang Ruoqing.

"This is my father, this is my mother, this is my elder sister, holding me and Xiao An's hand."

"Is that thing on top of that a pie?" she asked deliberately.

Daan shook his head, "It's the sun!"

"Oh……"

Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes and looked at it with relish.

My brother seems to be very talented in drawing.

Not bad.

Well, what people fear most is mediocrity.

In any era, it is always good to have specialties.

"Good boy, did you figure this out by yourself? Or did someone call you?"

Yang Ruoqing immediately asked again.

Da An said, "I figured it out myself."

"Good job!"

she praised.

"Look back and wait for your old sister, I'm free, and I'll show you a hand too!"

"really?"

Da An's eyes lit up.

"Sister, I paint but don't write, don't you blame me for wasting paper?" he asked.

Yang Ruoqing snorted.

"360 lines, every line will be the champion. Don't worry, your old sister is not pedantic!"

Daan's eyes suddenly lit up: "Sister is so nice!"

……

While cooking lunch, Mrs Sun brought Xiao An back.

Yang Ruoqing was washing rice in the kitchen to prepare for cooking.

Mrs Sun said, "That chicken, I put it in a clay pot to simmer the soup, and I'll be able to eat it almost at night."

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Dad was eating at Tang Yazi's house at noon, and the simmered chicken soup was just waiting for him to come to eat at night."

Mrs Sun responded with a hello and tied an apron around her waist.

"Mother, when you first came here, was Tang Yazi's aunt still there?"

Yang Ruoqing asked.

Mr. Sun shook his head: "Let's go, he said he was going back to cook lunch, a family of craftsmen."

Yang Ruoqing nodded and went back.

The mother and daughter cooked rice, fried cabbage, and stewed a bowl of egg custard.

Got another bowl of spicy fried tofu.

The four mothers had a full lunch.

In the afternoon, the Bao family left in an ox cart.

The old Yangtou sent Yang Yongqing over to call Sun and Yang Ruoqing to speak.

"Yeah? What's wrong with your grandma?"

Sun shi, who was about to feed the pigs, was surprised.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said nothing.

People's prestige and sense of existence are actually accumulated from one thing.

What others can't, you can.

Turn the tide, again and again.

Over time, your presence will become stronger and stronger.

Many things will come to ask your opinion.

"Mom, go first, I'll find you after I finish feeding the pig food!"

……

When Yang Ruoqing finished feeding the three little pigs.

Old Yangtou sent a second group of people to urge her.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help laughing and laughing, isn't this old man too proud of himself?

After washing her hands, she went straight to the front yard.

Old Yang and the others 'relocated' to Yang Huazhou's house.

Lao Yangtou, Yang Huaan, Tan Clan, Jin Clan, Sun Clan, Yang Yongjin.

Everyone was standing or sitting, and their faces were not very good-looking.

The atmosphere in the room was also a little depressing.

Yang Ruoqing pushed open the door and entered, breaking the depressing atmosphere.

"I just finished feeding the pigs, and the lord is so urgent, what's the matter?"

She asked when she came in.

Seeing her come in, Lao Yang pulled out the dry tobacco stick in his mouth.

"Qing girl, you came just in time, this is just a matter, I want to hear your opinion!"

"What's the matter?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Came to Sun's side and sat down next to the stool next to Sun's.

Old Yangtou said to Mrs Tan: "Qing'er is here, everyone is here, tell me what's going on!"

Mrs Tan frowned and glanced at Yang Huazhou who was sitting on the bed.

"I thought the Bao family was so kind to come and visit!"

"The co-author is the weasel greeting the chicken for the New Year. I am uneasy and kind!" said Tan Shi.

"Don't talk about it, just say what's important!" Old Yang said.

Mrs Tan continued, "That sister-in-law of Bao Suyun, you are testing me!"

"Listen to that voice, the bride price and the three boxing gifts are combined together, and our family should not be less than four taels of silver!"

"What about less than four taels of silver?"

Yang Yongjin is in a hurry, asks.

"Hmph, what else can I do? Regret the marriage!" Mrs Tan said angrily.

"How can this happen?" Yang Yongjin was anxious.

"The door is over, and there's still half a month before the wedding!" he said.

Tan snorted, looking unhappy.

Yang Ruoqing listened silently.

Because I overheard the conversation between Bao Suyun and the fifth uncle before.

She was not too surprised about the reserve price of the Bao family dowry.

Just thinking about it, Lao Yang called him over in a hurry.

Could it be that you want to borrow money from their third room?

Really come to whatever comes to mind.

Only when his mind turned around, Lao Yang, who was sitting opposite, took over the words.

"The third daughter-in-law, Qing'er, I came here today to ask you what you think about this matter!"

The old Yangtou said sincerely.

This remark made Sun, who lacked awareness of precaution, a little flattered.

She hurriedly stood up from the stool, "Father, I'm a woman, I don't understand this, you and your mother can make up your mind!"

Old Yang's gaze fell directly on Yang Ruoqing beside Sun.

"Girl Qing, you have a deep relationship with your fifth uncle. What do you think about this?"

he asks.

Yang Ruoqing smiled lightly.

"I have a deep relationship with my fifth uncle, it's true."

"But this is an elder's marriage. I'm a junior, and I haven't reached the age yet. My father asked me if this is not for nothing!" she said.

"Qing girl, you always have a lot of ideas, and you have a good brain!"

Old Yang Tou praised.

"Sometimes our old Yang family has encountered problems, and it is you who make suggestions."

"This time, you can't stand idly by!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "I'm not an immortal, I don't want to stand by and watch, but I can't stand the long arms and short sleeves!"

"It's better for grandma to worry about it!"

Hearing Yang Ruoqing and Lao Yangtou, they pushed the topic back and forth like pushing a ball.

Tan was impatient.

"Your grandfather and I are short on money. We can't come up with four taels of silver. We want to borrow some from your third room."

"I didn't talk to your parents, but just told you, Fatty."

"We know that you are in charge of the three rooms, and the money is in your hands."

"My grandfather and I both have a thick face to open this mouth to you, don't refuse!"

Tan's babble was just a bunch.

As soon as these words came out, Sun was surprised.

Then he looked at Yang Ruoqing.

(End of this chapter)