Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 529 The Beauty in the Painting (Seventh)

Seeing what happened to the fifth uncle and the fifth aunt, Yang Ruoqing felt that the good life of her family was hard-won.

Dad broke his leg back then, and was thrown out by Lao Yang's family as a burden.

This is really a blessing in disguise.

Now, the legs are healed and the family has become rich.

Seeing that they are buying land and opening a restaurant, Old Yang and the others must regret letting go of this fat sheep.

Therefore, Uncle Wu went to do the shopping, and more than 20 taels of silver were recorded in the account a year.

Grandma wouldn't let this sheep go out even if she was killed.

Hey, it's hard for an upright official to break up housework. My uncles and aunts can only fight on their own.

……

The next day, the day when Yang Huamei returned home.

Before dawn, Old Yang came over to say hello to Yang Huazhong.

Let him and Mrs. Sun go to the front yard to help entertain guests no matter what.

However, this has nothing to do with Yang Ruoqing.

Old Yangtou and Yang Huazhong's voices were heard outside the room, and she pulled the quilt over her head in the room and continued to sleep.

Now that he is the owner of a restaurant, he just walks around the restaurant during the day and presides over the overall situation.

No longer have to work as hard as delivering tofu in the past, getting up early and working late.

In addition, the family also bought a carriage, so there is no need to walk.

So, she slept until Mrs. Sun came to ask her to get up and have breakfast, and then she got up.

Just after breakfast, Luo Fengtang drove the carriage over, and Yang Huazhou also came.

"Fifth Uncle, don't go today, sister-in-law returns home, you should also rest at home for a day."

Yang Ruoqing said.

After what happened last night, Yang Huazhou's energy and spirit were much weaker.

Hearing this, he forced a wry smile at Yang Ruoqing: "Don't stop, I can't let go of the errands I should do."

"Your sister-in-law came back home, didn't there still be your grandfather and uncle and fourth uncle, one more than me is not too much, and one less than me is quite a lot."

If the resentment is deep...

Yang Ruoqing said in her heart.

However, I appreciate his sense of responsibility.

but--

"Fifth Uncle, you still have injuries..." she said.

Yang Huazhou shook his head: "A little skin trauma is nothing!"

"Qing'er, uncle knows that you are doing it for my own good, so don't persuade me any more."

"Let me go to work in a restaurant, stay at home, I'm even more panicked!" He said.

Yang Ruoqing thought about it and thought it was true.

"Okay, then let's go to the restaurant to do something."

The three got into the carriage and headed towards the restaurant.

Home.

After breakfast, Mrs. Sun saw that it was a good day, and planned to dry the quilts on the children's beds to dry.

When she came to Yang Ruoqing's room to hug the quilt, she saw a bundle of paper rolls at the end of the bed.

Mrs. Sun held it in her hand and looked at it, not knowing what it was.

Da'an and Dajie changed their shoes and were planning to go out to Lijiacun to go to school.

Come to this house to say goodbye to Mrs. Sun.

Seeing Mrs. Sun holding this thing in his hand, Da'an walked over curiously: "Mother, what are you holding in your hand?"

Sun said: "I don't know what it is. I saw it at the end of your sister's bed. Could it be that she forgot to take something important to the restaurant?"

Da'an took the thing over and removed the ropes that bound it.

"I'll see it when I see it."

Soon, it was taken apart, and Da'an shook the scroll to have a look.

The fresh fragrance of pen and ink floats into the nostrils, and on the white as snow paper, a picture of a beautiful woman catching butterflies comes into sight.

"It turned out to be a secondary picture scroll!"

Da'an Road, grasping one end of the scroll with both hands, stretch it out to appreciate it carefully.

"Who drew this? The painting is really good and lifelike!"

Da An praised, his eyes sparkling.

Mrs. Sun couldn't understand the paintings, but she poked her head to look at them.

"Ah, Da'an, do you feel that the beauty in this painting looks familiar?" Sun asked.

"Is it?"

Da'an narrowed his eyes and took a closer look.

Dajie also ran over when he heard the words, and looked at him together.

"It's my cousin!"

Dajie was the first to speak out.

Da'an said: "Ha, you have rushed to say what I said."

Mrs. Sun also nodded: "No wonder I felt familiar at the first glance, so it was drawn after your sister's eyebrows, eyes and facial features!"

"Oh, it's a pity that your sisters are all wearing coarse clothes."

"If you put on the skirt in this painting, it will definitely look better than this beauty!" Sun said.

Da'an's eyes carefully scanned the scroll.

There is only one painting on the scroll, and there is no half line of poetry.

However, the name of the painter was left at the place where the tail fell below.

Mu Zichuan!

Brother Zichuan drew a portrait of his sister and gave it to her...

My sister also accepted it.

The two of them, what's going on?

Daan pursed his lips lightly, lost in thought.

"Da'an, what are the words below?"

Mrs. Sun also found the three characters in the Luowei sign and asked Da'an.

Da'an came back to his senses, and said with a normal expression: "I didn't write anything, just the name of the painting."

"Mother, I will put away this picture scroll for my sister, and I will give it to her later at night."

After finishing speaking, Daan put away the scroll and left the house.

……

On the carriage, Yang Ruoqing belatedly remembered about the picture scroll.

Weighs.

After I came back yesterday, I forgot all about a bunch of things.

The picture scroll seemed to be placed on the bed by her casually, so it shouldn't be lost.

……

Old Yang's front yard.

After a burst of crisp firecrackers, Yang Huamei brought her new son-in-law Wang Shuanzi back home.

After what happened last night, Old Yang's face is still pale and weak today.

But he still managed to get up from the bed, and sat in the main room in the front yard to greet Wang Hongquan and Wang Shuanzi.

In the backyard, Jin, Yang, Sun, Liu, and Bao, five daughters-in-laws, were busy in the kitchen.

Tan, on the other hand, took Yang Huamei's hand and sat in the room where Yang Huamei lived in the past.

The two mothers closed the doors and windows and talked.

"My son, my flesh, it's as if my mother has died these two days, I finally hoped for you back..."

When Tan entered the door, she hugged Yang Huamei and cried.

Yang Huamei pushed Tan Shi away impatiently, and hurriedly walked towards the table in the room.

Pulling the drawers there, rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find things.

Tan was surprised, wiped away her tears and asked her, "Mei'er, what are you looking for?"

Yang Huamei was still rummaging through things with her butt pouted.

Hearing this, he said without looking back: "Where are the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and candy corners that I put in this drawer and cabinet?"

Mrs. Tan thought for a while: "Oh, when you went out that day, I saw that the house was in a mess. I was afraid that some girls from your fourth sister-in-law's family would come in and steal it, so I put it away for you."

"Mei'er, you wait, mother will get it for you right now!"

Soon, Mrs. Tan brought a bundle, put it on the table and untied it.

Inside, there are all snacks.

Sweet-scented osmanthus cake, sugar corners, small twists, as well as big red dates and peanut melon seeds...

Yang Huamei's eyes lit up, and she was dancing there with excitement.

"Oh, it's better to be at home, where there are all kinds of food!"

The butt that was as big as a mopan sat on the stool, lay down on the table and started to eat.

Tan poured Yang Huamei a bowl of tea, sat down opposite her, and watched her eat with a smile.

"Silly girl, eat slowly, don't choke, no one will grab you."

Mrs. Tan dotingly exhorted.

(End of this chapter)