Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5679 Shadow
Mrs. Liu was also polite, but Yang Ruoqing was firm.

The third girl said: "Since that's the case, let's listen to Sister Qing'er. When my father comes back at night, I will tell him to let him go to the town to buy vegetables in the morning."

Yang Ruoqing smiled again: "No need to waste extravagance, home-cooked food is the best, sincerity mainly lies in attitude, dishes and so on, it doesn't matter so much.

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In the afternoon, when Yang Ruoqing delivered meat to the old house, Luo Tiejiang delivered meat to Zhoujia Village, and Luo Fengtang delivered meat to other relatives' homes, the recipients of the meat were not idle.

For example, Jiang Guiling and Dabao immediately returned to their parents' home.

For example, Dasun sent Xiaojie's father to the Zhang family in the town to deliver wild pork to his daughter and niece.

For example, Yang Huazhong also took a carriage to Xiangjiazhuang.

Another example is that Yang Huamei has already figured it out, cook a bowl for the family tonight, and cook another bowl when the sun is bright tomorrow. While it is hot, let Shuanzi's father send it to the school in the town for Xiao Hei to try it too.

The two boys are both fourteen this year, and it's time for them to grow rapidly.

As the saying goes, a half-aged man eats a poor man, and how much he eats is not enough.

Dabai is a little better, helping Shuanzi's father with farm work at home, and there is always something to eat at home, at least there is no shortage of eggs.

Xiao Hei is relatively more miserable, and he has to rely on himself for everything in the town.

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At night, Yang Huaming had just returned home from the Taoist temple, and heard about Liu Xueyun and the others going down the mountain from the third girl. He didn't change his shoes, and he didn't have time for dinner, so he rushed to Luo's house overnight.

"Brother Liu, it's good to see you again. We haven't been able to repay the great kindness you gave to my three daughters last time. Tomorrow noon, I'll be in the humble house, and I'll treat you to a favor!"

Obviously he was old enough to be Liu Xueyun's father, but at this moment Yang Huaming stood in front of Liu Xueyun without putting on airs of an elder, on the contrary he bent his back slightly, his expression and words revealed sincerity and sincerity.

Yang Ruoqing saw it in her eyes and sighed in her heart. Now that my fourth uncle has reached this age, he really regrets and is determined to be a good father.

In the past, he wouldn't have done this, not bad, not bad, really mature, yes, a person in his 40s who has lived two-thirds of his life has finally matured rarely, gratifying to congratulate.

Regarding Yang Huaming's invitation, Liu Xueyun was not surprised at all, because Yang Ruoqing had already told him this when she came back.

He stood up and bowed his hands to Yang Huaming, and said with an easy-going expression: "Thank you for the invitation, Fourth Uncle, the younger generation will be disrespectful."

Yang Huaming was stunned for a moment, then raised his hands to support Liu Xueyun's arms: "Okay, very good, Fourth Uncle likes your straightforwardness."

"Well, do you like to drink fruit wine, rice wine, or the strongest kind of burning knife?"

Liu Xueyun smiled faintly. He used to like burning knives the most, and liked the stimulating feeling of flames rushing through his throat. After he married a wife, she forbade him to drink that kind of wine.

She said: "We want to be together for the rest of our lives. Drinking to enjoy ourselves, alcoholism hurts our health, how can you walk with me for the rest of your life if you don't have a good body?"

For the sake of his wife, he never touched a burning knife again.

Later, his wife died in embarrassment, and he got himself so drunk that he wanted to bump his head to death.

After meeting Yang Ruoqing, she woke him up and gave him the motivation to live. For more than a year, he has kept his promise and never touched a burning knife again.

Seeing that Liu Xueyun didn't respond for a long time, Yang Huaming patted him on the shoulder: "Then burn the knife. For a young man like you, only burning the knife can match you!"

(End of this chapter)