Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 4692
Since Mrs. Sun has company, Yang Ruoqing naturally doesn't force her, so she can go with Mrs. Sun and give her some food. Whether Mrs. Tan likes to eat or not, she can gain a good reputation in the eyes of outsiders anyway, good daughter-in-law.

Yang Ruoqing and Mrs. Sun were waiting for Bao Suyun at the gate of the yard, and Bao Suyun came after a while.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the food that Bao Suyun had prepared. It was a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice cake, plus a bowl of roasted vermicelli with bean sprouts and minced meat. The top was sprinkled with a layer of green shallot foam, which was eye-catching.

"Fifth Aunt, if my grandma doesn't accept your food, give me sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice cake, I'm so rare." Yang Ruoqing said with a giggle.

Bao Suyun was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing: "If you like it, I'll make it for you later. It's simple, as long as there are sweet-scented osmanthus flowers."

"There are a lot of sweet-scented osmanthus in this season. There are several sweet-scented osmanthus trees in the backyard of my house. When I turn back, I can just fold as much sweet-scented osmanthus as my fifth aunt wants." Yang Ruoqing said.

Bao Suyun nodded, and while the three were waiting, Liao Meiying came over from the entrance of the village with a basket on her shoulders.

"Third Aunt, Fifth Aunt, I kept you waiting for a long time." Liao Meiying said shyly.

"It's okay, we just came out." Sun said.

Bao Suyun asked Liao Meiying curiously: "What food did you prepare for your grandma?"

Liao Meiying said, "A steamed bream."

Liao Meiying glanced at Yang Ruoqing and was a little surprised to see that her hands were empty, but they disappeared in an instant, but she was still captured by Yang Ruoqing.

"Sister-in-law, don't be surprised. I never thought of sending food to coax my grandma. In my grandma's heart, as long as I don't give her anger, she will be happier than eating."

Liao Meiying smiled awkwardly: "Qing'er was joking."

Yang Ruoqing shrugged, too lazy to explain too much.

"Mom, then you go quickly, while the food is still warm." She urged.

Mrs. Sun nodded and left with Bao Suyun and Liao Meiying.

Yang Ruoqing turned around and went back to the yard.

The house is very quiet today, the uncle went to the Taoist temple to take charge of the overall situation, the aunt Wang Cuilian was busy cutting the last wave of peppers and eggplants and cowpeas in the vegetable garden, and the mother-in-law Tuobaxian stayed in the small Buddhist hall all year round to worship the Buddha.

The three Luo Fengtang and his son went outside to ride horses...

Yang Ruoqing picked up a clean bamboo basket, folded osmanthus branches in the backyard, and collected osmanthus flowers.

Making spices, making pastries, making fermented rice, sweet-scented osmanthus are all excellent ingredients.

Putting your heart and soul into one thing, it will take a while to get busy.

There were footsteps in the front yard.

Could it be that the three men on horseback came back?
"Qing'er, are you in the backyard?"

It was Bao Suyun's voice.

"Here, Fifth Aunt." Yang Ruoqing quickly greeted her with a small basket, and at the end of the chashou corridor, she saw Bao Suyun who was looking for the backyard.

"Qing'er, I'll give you the sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

Seeing Yang Ruoqing, Bao Suyun stopped, put the food box on the porch, opened the lid and took out a plate of pastries.

"What? I really got it right?" Yang Ruoqing asked in surprise.

Bao Suyun nodded: "Not only did I not want it, but I was also scolded, saying that we are fake merciful cats and mice."

Yang Ruoqing's mouth twitched.

Originally wanted to accept the plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, but when she thought of it, she withdrew her hand and asked Bao Suyun with a smile: "Aunt Wu, my grandma spits all over the place when she scolds others, and she always likes to spit, this sweet-scented osmanthus cake..."

Bao Suyun was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

She picked up a piece and ate it by herself, and said: "Don't worry, your grandma didn't even touch this food. Your sister-in-law was the first to send the fish over, and the fish was swept to the ground. Your mother and I were so frightened." Didn't even take anything out."

Yang Ruoqing breathed a sigh of relief, took a piece of pastry to eat, and boasted: "Fifth Aunt, you and my mother have become smarter now!

Bao Suyun had no choice but to smile bitterly: "I've experienced a lot, so I have to be more discerning. Well, Qing'er, you take the pastry, and I have to go back, Mianmian is embroidering at home alone."

Yang Ruoqing didn't keep it, but just stuffed a handful of osmanthus sticks with osmanthus flowers in the past: "Fifth Aunt, this is just broken, it's delicious, you can take it back and put it in a bottle."

When it is air-dried, it can also be used to make pastries and fermented rice, which can serve two purposes.

Bao Suyun happily accepted Gui Zhi and went home.

It's supper time.

After riding a horse for an afternoon, Luo Baobao, who was crazy about playing with his father and brother, was very happy when he saw the tamales and sweet-scented osmanthus cakes on the table.

Yang Ruoqing picked up a piece of tamales for each of the two children, and seeing Luo Baobao gobbling it up, she smiled and said, "You like it, I'll make tamales tomorrow too."

Luo Baobao said: "Mother, I still need steamed pork ribs, small ribs with bones as thick as a little finger."

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "That's the ribs, yes, let your father buy them tomorrow morning."

Luo Fengtang nodded readily.

Old Wang's family, it's time for dinner.

The Eight Immortals Table was divided into four sides, not counting the two twins who were studying in the academy in the town. Wang Hongquan, Wang Shuanzi, Yang Huamei and Tan Shi each sat on one side.

Tan's eyes are blind, but his nose is extremely sensitive.

When the dishes were placed on the table, she immediately smelled the aroma of stewed chicken.

Mrs. Tan was not a greedy old lady, but in the afternoon she was hooked by the food sent by Mrs. Sun Bao Suyun and Liao Meiying.

At that time, she was angry and felt that she would lose if she ate the food they brought, so not only did she not eat it, she even swept the bowl of steamed fish that Liao Meiying sent to the ground.

Later, all afternoon, smelling the scent of steamed fish in the house, it seemed that an invisible big hand was teasing her. No, it was time for dinner. She felt that she had never been so hungry like tonight in several years.

"Mei'er, mother-in-law's eyesight is inconvenient, you help her get some vegetables," said son-in-law Wang Shuanzi.

Yang Huamei said "um", and just as soon as she raised her hand, she accidentally knocked over the candle beside her, and the hall was plunged into darkness.

"Oh, look at how careless I was, I'll get the fire bag, you sit down and don't move around!" Yang Huamei said.

"I'll go."

"Need not."

"I'll go with Shuanzi..."

"Let me go!"

Several voices rang out from the table, and then two stools twitched a few times, and the sound of chaotic footsteps left the main room and went to the stove.

For Tan, who has long been used to the darkness, whether she lights up or not has no effect on her.

She carefully discerned the movement and direction in the dark, and when the footsteps left the main room, she quickly made a judgment, that is, Wang Hongquan, Wang Shuanzi and his son went to the kitchen to get candles, and she, Yang Huamei, mother and daughter were left at the table in the main room two.

Tan's body leaned towards Yang Huamei, and said in a low voice, "Mei'er, don't scoop up the soup when you pick up the vegetables for me later, get me a big chicken leg, and you can take another big chicken leg yourself. If you don't eat it, it will fall into the mouths of the Wang family and his son, and you will lose a lot, remember?"

(End of this chapter)