Splendid peasant girl busy farming

5844 - He sleeps in my house
"Xiao An, then you play with Qingsong, my sister will go back to cook first, and I will go to my house with my parents for dinner at noon. I have already said hello to my mother."

Estimating the time, Yang Ruoqing planned to go home and prepare lunch.

Originally, I only planned to invite my natal parents to come over for a bite of turtle soup and a piece of turtle meat, so except for the old turtle, the others were just a few simple home-cooked dishes.

Now that Xiaoan brought her friends back, as an older sister, she must add a few more dishes to entertain her younger brother's friends.

You know, this is the first time Xiao An has brought a friend home since he was a child. With Xiao An's character, the friends he can bring home to play must be hit with each other, so a friend who respects his younger brother is also a kind of caring about his younger brother. Performance.

"Okay!" Xiao An nodded to Yang Ruoqing, then turned around and put his arms around Qingsong's shoulders: "I'll take you to the river behind our village first, and a bridge has been built there."

"Well, you can arrange it." Qingsong said.

Xiao An immediately stood up and stretched, "Then let's go, let's go back early!"

"it is good."

Mrs. Sun leaned over, "Xiao'an, go play, I'll clean up a guest room for Qingsong and come out..."

Qingsong was about to say 'thank you', Xiao An waved her hand: "Mother, there is no need to bother, Qingsong will sleep with me..."

"Bullshit!"

The old father Yang Huazhong who was at the side suddenly spoke out, looking at the slightly flushed face, he was actually a little bit ashamed.

Xiao An was stunned for a moment, and the others looked at him in surprise.

Yang Huazhong noticed that his reaction just now seemed a little sensitive, a little too aggressive, so he calmed down and quickly changed his explanation: "Qingsong is a guest, and it's the first time he came to our house, how can he let him squeeze into the room with you? This is too wronged!"

So that's the case?Mrs. Sun also reacted, looked at Xiaoan and Qingsong in front of him, smiled kindly: "Your father is right to be worried, you two are big men, it is too much trouble to squeeze a bed, our house has many guest rooms, I will clean them up." One is fast!"

"Yes, I mean the same thing as your mother." Yang Huazhong nodded again.

Xiaoan grinned, "Hey, what do I think it is? That's not a problem at all. When Qingsong and I were in the military department, we often fell asleep and talked at night with candles! Qingsong, right?"

Qingsong nodded: "Yes, that's right!"

The smile on the old father's face froze again.

Watching Yang Ruoqing and Xiaoan Qingsong leave the house together, Yang Huazhong supported the table and sat back slowly, looking at the bunch of melon seeds that Qingsong had peeled for Xiaoan earlier on the table in front of him, Yang Huazhong was full of confusion and frowning.

Sun knows little about this world. Her world is a small circle of men, children, relatives and friends. She knows less and naturally thinks less. Her happiness is more pure and simple.

"Father, I'm going to the backyard to clean up the house for the two children. If Suyun comes over later and calls me mill powder, you can call me."

Yang Huazhong waved his hands absently: "Go, go!"

Mrs. Sun was full of the joy of the child's return, so she didn't even bother to notice the strangeness of her husband, and happily went to the backyard after getting the consent.

Open the window, ventilate, sweep, find out the dry cotton wool in the cabinet and spread it on the bed, shake off the clean quilt, and cover it with the pillow towel.

Other toilet utensils, bowls for drinking tea, and even a urinal for the night are all ready.

In the end, Mrs. Sun ingeniously picked a few gardenias from the gardenia tree at the back of the yard and put them on the window sill, adding a faint fragrance to the room...

Mrs. Sun and Bao Suyun had finished grinding the rice noodles together, and came to Luo's house with a bowl of rice noodles.

In the kitchen in the backyard of the Luo family, Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, were cooking dishes in full swing, and the aroma of all kinds of dishes was lingering.

"smell good!"

Sun smiled and entered the kitchen.

"Qing'er, bring something here and scoop some rice noodles over there."

Is my wife here to deliver rice noodles?

"I'm peeling the shells of the prawns, I can't draw my hand, aunt, hurry up and find something to pick up some powder from my mother."

"okay!"

Seeing Wang Cuilian pick up a bowl, Sun hurriedly said: "It's too small, take a basin, a bowl can't hold a single bit."

Wang Cuilian didn't change the basin, but brought a bigger bowl and said with a smile: "This bowl is enough, you gave us all the rice noodles, what do you eat? Besides, Xiaoan came back with friends, Qing'er Niang, what are you doing?" Save more."

"I'll just grind it later if I want to eat it later. Rice noodles are not a rare thing. My Qing'er just likes this one." Mrs. Sun muttered while scooping up the noodles.

Wang Cuilian smiled and gave Yang Ruoqing a look, and Yang Ruoqing also smiled while peeling the shrimp.

After the rice noodles were finished, Mrs. Sun put down the basin in her hand, "Is there any work for me? I'm just idle right now!"

Yang Ruoqing thought for a while, "Mother, go and call Xiaoan and Qingsong home for me, I still have two or three dishes to serve."

"Okay, then I'll go over and see if they're back."

……

By the time lunch was served on the table, everyone was there.

Blacksmith Luo invited Yang Huazhong to take the first place. Yang Huazhong refused to take the first place on the grounds that he was younger than Blacksmith Luo. No way, I had to sit down.

Blacksmith Luo sat on the wine pouring seat, and Tuoba Xian took this seat. At this point, the others were also able to sit comfortably, and they all found their own seats and sat down.

Luo Fengtang could see that the young man named He Qingsong in front of him was a bit cautious, he rarely smiled lightly, and said to He Qingsong: "When we get here, there is no general, just treat me as your brother-in-law just like Xiao An."

He Qingsong was flattered.

Xiao An patted him on the shoulder to help him relieve his tension: "Let me tell you, my sister cooks good food, otherwise it would be impossible to open such a big restaurant. You must try it later, I guarantee it will be better than Tianxiang Restaurant." The chef is even more authentic..."

Yang Ruoqing came over with turtle soup, this is one of the main dishes of the day, she just heard this praise, she was happy.

"Qingsong, don't listen to his boasting. Just now I put salt in the old turtle soup. I might have put too much salt with a shake of my hand..."

"Salted fish and light meat, it doesn't matter if the fish soup is salty." Luo Fengtang said.

"Brother-in-law, is the old turtle also a fish? I only know that the old turtle has another name called Lao Wangba, hahaha..."

Everyone at the table laughed.

Yang Huazhong patted Xiao An on the head: "You are still not convinced that you don't read much, and the old turtle is also called turtle."

Xiao An rubbed the back of her head and smiled: "I didn't say I was unconvinced? I always said that I didn't study much..."

Yang Huazhong wanted to teach him a few more words, so Yang Ruoqing hurriedly smoothed things over: "Father, I'll teach you when I'm full. I'll make you a bowl of soup first, try it salty..."

Yang Huazhong had no choice but to give up.

(End of this chapter)