Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 382 This matter can't be turned over! (four more)

Yang Ruoqing patted her chest: "It's necessary!"

"Then, mother, try it?"

"Mom, you can cut it, the rest is on me!"

There is no way to make money.

Although paper cutting is similar to Yang Huazhong's bamboo weaving and willow weaving, it is a low-cost, low-income small business.

Still in season.

However, no matter how thin the mosquito legs are, they are still meat!

Isn't the family wealth accumulated bit by bit!

The idea was made up, and the family planned to start this matter after Yang Huazhou finished his marriage.

Old Yang entered the house with his hands behind his back.

Since that day, over the matter of Yang Huamei and Wangcai, the old Yangtou came over and quarreled with Yang Huazhong.

In the past few days, he has not stepped into the third room.

Coming soon...

Yang Ruoqing guessed that [-]% is related to the marriage of Yang Huazhou tomorrow.

She was too lazy to pour tea for Lao Yang's head, the dowry was folded red paper by the Sun family, and she didn't lift her head.

Over there, Mrs Sun and Yang Huazhong saw Old Yangtou come in.

Sun hurriedly put down the work in his hand and stood up a little cautiously.

"Dad, you're here..."

Mr. Sun greeted Lao Yang.

Old Yang responded in a muffled voice.

Looking at the red paper-cut that Sun's was cutting, there was a hint of joy on Old Yangtou's face.

Chao Sun nodded: "You are busy, I will have a few words with the third child."

Sun shrugged and stood aside.

Old Yang's eyes fell on Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong sat there without getting up.

The man had a sullen face, fiddling with the paper-cut in his hand, without raising his eyelids.

Lao Yang frowned and sighed.

He sat down on the stool that Sun's had just sat on, and looked at Yang Huazhong.

"Father knows that you are still holding fire in your heart, blame me for being partial."

"Xiao An's injury is caused by Meier."

"I've been training her for the past few days."

"I am ashamed of my grandson, Xiao An!"

"Seeing the wound on the child's forehead makes me feel bad."

"But everything happened, so what can you do? Qing girl also beat her aunt and killed the dog that bit her!"

"The third child, we are a family, let's turn the story, will it work?"

After the old Yangtou said a lot, he looked at Yang Huazhong earnestly.

Yang Huazhong raised his head.

The man looked at Lao Yang's head with a complicated expression.

"I, Yang Huazhong, are not stingy, but it was my son who was beaten."

"It's my sister who hurts."

"Qing'er beat her aunt, so I couldn't bear it and didn't rush over to do it."

"Father, this matter can't be turned over!" he said.

Old Yang's brows furrowed.

"Then what do you have to do to get over this hurdle?"

The old man asked.

"Isn't it happy to co-author Mei Er and Xiao An, and even cut off the father-son relationship with us?"

These words were a bit heavy, and Yang Huazhong frowned upon hearing this.

"Dad, you can't keep using this to press me, okay?"

Yang Huazhong said.

"Dad is here today. If it's to talk about the fifth brother's marriage, then sit down and let's talk slowly."

"If Dad comes here today, it's to be a peacemaker, so that we don't hate Meier."

"That father still don't waste his words."

"Meier beat my little Ann to bleed over and over again."

"I, Yang Huazhong, don't have such a ruthless and unrepentant girl!"

Hearing Yang Huazhong's words, Old Yangtou's eyes showed a hint of sadness.

"Hey!"

He sighed and fell silent.

Yang Huazhong also buried his head and continued to fiddle with paper-cutting.

The topic of Yang Huamei is now taboo.

Talking about it is just asking for unpleasantness.

Both father and son were silent.

Sun Shi and Yang Ruoqing didn't say anything.

As usual, Mr. Sun definitely ordered Yang Ruoqing to pour tea for Lao Yang's head.

Or come over with a cup of tea for the first time.

But for a while, she didn't move.

Yang Ruoqing naturally stopped moving.

Lao Yang looked around and clearly felt the cold treatment.

He also understood what happened last time, which completely chilled the hearts of Sanfang.

The old man sighed again.

"Let's talk about the fifth marriage!"

Old Yangtou spoke again, leading the topic to this matter.

"Five of your brothers are married, and I need a bowl of water."

"This banquet will be organized for the whole village."

"According to the number of guests in previous years, we can also count relatives, friends and uncles from the Bao family's side."

"There are about six tables."

Old Yang thought about it, and Yang Huazhong raised his head again and listened carefully.

"Your mother's body is not good, and she has been sick twice recently."

"In the kitchen area, I want the third daughter-in-law to pick the main beam."

As soon as Lao Yang's voice fell, the Sun shi beside him was surprised.

Everyone's eyes turned to Sun.

Old Yangtou said with an expression of admiration on his face: "Those who are able to work hard, third daughter-in-law, this time I have to take charge of you."

"The dishes you made are better than those of your sister-in-law. Give us Lao Yang's father's face!"

A smile squeezed out of Mrs Sun's face: "Father, you are too flattering on me. The second sister-in-law and the fourth younger brother and sister all burned well."

Lao Yang waved his hand: "Don't mention the two of them, one is a scumbag, and the other is sold out. Both of them are hiding and haven't returned to the village for a while."

"I have let Yong go in and urge them today."

"Father, I..."

Mr. Sun murmured, and just started talking, when he was interrupted by Lao Yang's head.

"Old third daughter-in-law, you don't have to refuse. Don't worry, this time I will let your mother delegate power to you, and you have the final say about the kitchen!"

"When the children go back to eat, it's up to you to decide what to eat. I won't let your mother interfere!"

The old Yangtou said very boldly.

Sun's face was still embarrassed, and he turned to Yang Huazhong and Yang Ruoqing for help.

Yang Huazhong hurriedly said, "Father, we are grateful for your praise."

"Ms. Qing'er is not in good health. After standing for a long time, her back hurts, and her arms also hurt."

"She's playing from the side, it's really impossible to take charge, please forgive me!"

Hearing the couple's refusal, Old Yang was very unhappy.

"Isn't it still a family? Why do you push things like the wedding of the fifth child? Bad luck!"

He said, sitting there with a dark face.

Yang Huazhong and Mrs Sun looked at each other, both blushing.

But he didn't let go.

The two sides were deadlocked.

Yang Ruoqing cleared her throat, and it was her turn to say something.

"It's really bad luck to change the general."

she said.

"Last time, my mother went to take charge of the spoon. When she came back, she couldn't stand up because of the pain in her lower back. She lay down for two whole days."

"That's just two tables of food and drinks. This time, there are six tables at night."

"The next day, the daughters of the Bao family came to deliver 'hair brushing oil', and there were two more tables."

"It's not that my mother doesn't take this job, it's just that she has enough energy."

"Look at this paper-cut, my mother can do the job, and my mother will do it with joy when the fifth uncle takes the paper, right?"

"Even if it's the stove, my mother will fight at most."

"Cut some ginger, peel a piece of garlic or something, take a spoon? Master, you should hire another genius!" Yang Ruoqing said.

(End of this chapter)