Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5648
Yang Yongbing raised his hand, which was really swollen into a big steamed bun. He grinned and cried with tears and snot running down his nose, like a child.

Yang Huasheng panicked and grabbed Yang Yongbing, not knowing what to say.

Contemptuous laughter sounded, and Yang Ruoqing moved away from where she was standing, "Okay, the test is over, and you have seen Yongbing's abilities, Uncle Huasheng."

Yang Huasheng remained silent, his face flushed red.

Yang Ruoqing walked to the table, took a few sips of the tea bowl she had put down before, and continued: "The transport team used the established route for the past two years, which is basically safe. Now the transport team wants to expand the route. , will go to many strange places, full of unknown dangers along the way."

"Those thieves, road tyrants and bandits are quick to kill. I only let him go home for the good of my cousin Yong Bing."

Yang Huasheng was speechless.

He glared at Yang Yongbing who was still sobbing: "Why are you crying? Are you still a man? What are you doing in a daze? Let's go, don't you feel ashamed?"

The father and son finally left, and the main room was restored to cleanliness.

Luo Fengtang entered the main room through the back door with his hands behind his back.

Luo Fengtang glanced at the backs of the father and son walking away, squinted his eyes, and there was a dangerous coldness in his eyes.

"There's no need to be polite to this kind of person. If you hadn't ordered him first, I would have kicked him out!" He said coldly.

If they didn't leave after half a bowl of tea, he probably couldn't help but rush out and make a fuss, his patience had reached its limit.

Yang Ruoqing turned around and smiled at him indifferently.

"After all, he is a relative of my father's side, so it's not appropriate to blow him out. I let his son try his fists, so that he can understand his son's weight and convince him."

Yang Ruoqing explained patiently, walked over and picked up the tea bowl that Yang Huasheng had drunk, poured out the tea leaves, put the tea bowl in a basin and washed it carefully with clean water.

Luo Fengtang came over to help, "My temper is still a bit grumpy, you are really thoughtful, but I saw that fool's fists were not sloppy at all, I'm afraid you might make a mistake."

Yang Ruoqing raised her head and smiled softly at him. The worry in his eyes made her smile sweeter.

"Don't worry, you still don't understand your wife's skills? Even ten idiots like him can't touch a corner of my clothes."

Looking at her confident smile, Luo Fengtang's heart finally returned to its original place.

Of course he was aware of her skills, but he couldn't help but worry.

This may be called caring leads to chaos!

Yang Ruoqing took the clean handkerchief Luo Fengtang handed over, wiped the tea bowl she liked, put it back on the silver tray on the tea table and folded it upside down.

The tea bowls on this tray are used to greet guests.

The tea bowls that my family drinks are placed elsewhere.

After doing all this, she turned around and took Luo Fengtang's arm: "Okay, don't be annoyed, if anyone comes to intercede later, I will treat them equally and give them a chance to compete."

Luo Fengtang said: "That's a good idea, but let me do it, you forget it."

Yang Ruoqing deliberately looked him up and down, and said with a smile: "If you dare to challenge our General Luo, they probably don't want to live anymore. I guess no one will come here to be stupid again. This matter should be turned over."

That's right, this matter has indeed changed the story. A group of relatives represented by Yang Huasheng no longer dare to come to intercede for the dismissed male at home.

Because Yang Yongbing's hand was said to be fractured, he was tied with a bandage and fried herbs to eat at home.

When Yang Huasheng met Yang Huazhong on the road, he turned around and left without saying hello.

Yong Bingniang met Mrs. Sun in the pond at the entrance of the village, and she didn't speak. Because of this incident, the two families suddenly lost their relationship and cut off contact.

Yong Bingniang often complained to the women in the village, and the women also came here with the mentality of watching the fun, and no one dared to say anything hard to offend Yang Ruoqing.

In order to please Yang Ruoqing, some people even turned around and told Da Sun and Sun what Yong Bingniang said, trying to sell Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing didn't pay any attention to the short things of these parents, and did whatever she wanted.

If anyone dares to complain in front of her, she will make the other party unable to step down.

Fortunately, everyone knows her temperament, no one dares to come over, and they have to say hello in front of her, who makes everyone inferior to her in power, status and money.

If the land is in the name of the Luo family, Yang Huazhong's family, or even the Sun family, it will save a lot of taxes!

Therefore, the layoffs of the transportation team are destined to not cause any disturbance in the village, so it just goes away.

In the small house at the entrance of the village, the warm spring sun shines on the yard.

Old Yang is not in a wheelchair, but sitting on a soft chair with a blanket on his legs, and a teapot, a tea bowl, a stack of melon seeds, and a tobacco stick on a small stool next to him. .

The old man leaned there, with his hands on the armrests of the chair, squinting his eyes to bask in the sun, humming an out-of-tune tune.

On the side, Yu Xingkui, with an apron around his waist, was squatting there plucking duck feathers.

"Old Uncle Yang, is this duck going to be stewed or stewed?" Yu Xingkui raised his head and asked.

Old Yang opened one of his eyes and glanced at Yu Xingkui, "Have half of it braised in soy sauce with wine, and the other half with old soybean soup to nourish your body."

"Okay!" Yu Xingkui responded, and continued to tidy up.

"Uncle, you are living a happy life!"

A voice sounded from the courtyard door.

Old Yang turned his head, saw the person coming, and smiled: "Hua Sheng is here!"

Yang Huasheng took out the basket behind him, "I went to the town market yesterday and saw a newly opened tavern selling medicinal wine. I thought that my uncle had a headache a while ago, so I gave him five catties of Gastrodia elata bubble wine. See See if it relieves the headache."

Hearing this, Old Yang sat up from the soft chair, his eyes fell on the basket Yang Huasheng was carrying.

"Quick, bring it here and let me smell it." Old Yang greeted.

Yang Huasheng walked into the yard with a fart, carried a large wine jar in the basket to Old Yang, and pulled out the cork from the mouth of the jar.

Old Yang supported the body of the altar with both hands, and buried his head to smell it.

"Yeah, this smell is very exciting. The smell of medicine is Gastrodia elata?"

Lao Yang raised his head and asked, with a smile on his face.

Yang Huasheng nodded: "Yes, it's Gastrodia elata. I heard from Ah Fu and Wang Sheng in our village that Gastrodia elata is very effective in curing headaches!"

Old Yang said: "My Yongzhi's daughter-in-law, Mrs. Zhao, also had headaches when she was a girl. When she was confinement, Yongzhi went around to get gastrodia elata to make soup for her. She had a bowl of Gastrodia elata pigeon soup every day. The headache was also cured."

Yang Huasheng patted the jar, and said loudly: "Yes, it's Gastrodia elata, uncle, you have a headache, you need it."

Old Yang said: "You have a heart, it costs a lot of money, right? Tell me the number, and when my eldest grandson Yongxian comes back, let him pay you!"

(End of this chapter)