Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Luo Baobao's dream

Especially when the eldest brother and the second brother were still alive, my father was the head of the family, he was in good health, and his legs and feet were also good.

He is a person who cares most about traditions and rules, and every time he presides over such a thing, he attaches great importance to it. It's just that in recent years, as he grows older, his preference for Yongxian has made him lose himself more and more and lose his bottom line. The prestige has plummeted, and the cohesion to the entire old Yang family has also been lost a little bit...

Yang Huaming sighed again: "Hey, these days have passed, the children have grown up, and even the third girl is getting married, but the old man...is confused!"

Yang Huazhong came back to his senses, patted Yang Huaming's shoulder sideways, and smiled slightly:
"The members of a big family are like leeks in the vegetable garden, one after another, we have to look forward."

"Well, the third brother is right, it is to look forward."

"By the way, fourth child, over there, are you really planning to invite me over for a wedding wine?"

"Third brother, I mean whether you can invite me or not. The third girl's engagement is a happy event. I'm in a good mood and I don't intend to be serious with my father, but my mother stops me from inviting me!"

Yang Huazhong frowned slightly, thinking: "It seems that our mother's anger towards our father is really not a joke!"

Yang Huaming nodded secretly: "Isn't it? My mother has such a strong temper, and I realized that my father stole her money to please Xiangzi's mother. This is a devastating blow to our mother!"

Yang Huazhong sighed, "It's been so long..."

"Third brother, you don't understand women, but don't underestimate women's revenge. No matter how long it has passed, these things will not disappear on their own, they will only accumulate and ferment. Our father will not lose face for a day and give up his dignity. Come and apologize to our mother, and swear, it is impossible for our mother to forgive him!"

Seeing Yang Huaming's unequivocal and extremely determined expression, Yang Huazhong was completely stunned.

"Forget it, we don't want to interfere in the private affairs of the elders. In order not to make noise in front of the guests, we can only choose one side. Listen to mother and stop inviting dad. I hope he can understand." Yang Huazhong said.

"Third brother, although I won't invite him, I will still send him a bowl of meat and vegetables and altar of wine." Yang Huaming promised Yang Huazhong again.

"Although he didn't deserve a leaf of vegetable for the meanness he treated our fourth room in the past, but now my daughter is engaged, which is a great joy, and I will treat it as a good deed and give him some food. What do you think? How are you doing?"

Yang Huazhong smiled wryly: "I understand what you mean. What I'm worried about is his temper. I'm afraid he won't take you well."

The old man has a hot temper, so he will either be invited to sit in the main seat and have a generous banquet, or he will not touch anything in your house.

"Third brother, don't worry, I don't care if he takes it or not, I just do what I should do, and I have a clear conscience."

While the two brothers were having a heart-to-heart conversation, they checked the front and back of the main room again.

Yang Yongjin, Yang Yongzhi, Yang Yongqing and the brothers also came over one after another after breakfast, and Yang Huaming gave instructions to their brothers about entertaining guests later in the morning.

Soon, the Sun family, Bao Suyun, and other women also brought their own aprons, kitchen knives, and spatulas.

Mrs. Liu got up at dawn and was busy working in the kitchen alone. When the sons and grandsons came over, the women immediately crowded into the kitchen, discussing and chattering, busy working.

At the entrance of the village, the Luo family.

Yang Ruoqing was combing Luo Baobao's hair.

Luo Baobao was eating a peeled egg in his hand, and while eating, he was talking to Yang Ruoqing about the dream she had last night.

The girl has had a habit since she was a child. When combing her hair every morning, she likes to talk about her dreams the most.

"Mother, I dreamed last night that my two elder brothers came home. Brother Chen'er was accompanied by a girl with fair skin and blue eyes. That girl was younger than me, but the big guys all Said that I had to call her sister-in-law, but I was so mad!"

Speaking of last night's dream, Luo Baobao was still angry, and took a hard bite of the egg in his hand.

With too much force, crumbs of egg yolk fell on the pink gauze skirt on her body.

Yang Ruoqingteng held the comb in one hand and Luo Baobao's hair in the other, and smiled lightly while dexterously pulling her hair up in a bun.

"You are just a dream, and the dream is fake. What's more, your brother is only 13 years old, and it's too early to marry a sister-in-law!"

White skin, blue eyes, either mixed race or foreign girl, this girl is really a bizarre dream.

"Mom, I also know that the dream is fake, but that dream is so real. I can still remember the girl in the dream until now. She looks a little different from us, with deep facial features and eyelashes. It's so long, and the eyes are blue and blue, just like the sea water you often mention..."

Yang Ruoqing listened patiently, and gently pulled each strand of hair where it should be pulled and braided.

But I thought in my heart, if one day Chen'er really brought me back a foreign daughter-in-law, that would be quite interesting.

Love has no borders, as long as it falls into his eyes and treats him sincerely, she, the mother-in-law, will readily accept it, and will love her like her own daughter.

"Mother, I miss my brother, both brothers miss, they haven't come back for a long time." Luo Baobao stuffed the last bite of egg into his mouth and propped his cheeks.

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "I miss them too, but your brothers all have their own things to do. Chen'er is from martial arts, and Zhi'er is from literature. They are both at the age of hard work. When they are free, they will definitely come back." look at you."

"Even if they didn't come back, the last time you celebrated your birthday, the two elder brothers didn't forget to give you a gift!"

Speaking of the gifts he received in his boudoir, they were from his two older brothers, from Jing Ling, and from Bing Bing... Luo Baobao smiled again.

Outside the house, sister Xiu Xiu's voice came: "Aunt Qing'er, is the baby in the house?"

"My mother combs my hair, it will be ready right away, sister Xiuxiu, wait for me!" Luo Baobao hurriedly responded, and then urged Yang Ruoqing: "Mother, it's almost enough, don't comb it too complicated, this time I think I think my aunt is the protagonist, so don't dress me up in such a way that it's not good!"

Yang Ruoqing cast a light glance at her: "You're such a big kid, you're the only one with egg yolk crumbs stuck to your skirt, and you still want to steal the show?"

Luo Baobao looked down, smiled, and really stuck.

"Hey, it's gone after you scrape it off, mother, then sister Xiuxiu and I will go to the old house to watch the excitement first, and you will go there sooner later!"

Today, the eighth younger sister, Liao Meiying, and Zhao Liuer all have to help with the cooking, and there is no one to take care of the children, so Xiu Xiu and Luo Baobao are just arranged to take care of the younger children, so that the elders can take care of them. Free your hands to work.

"Be careful when raising children. Don't let them play with water and fire. If there is anything you can't solve, go to the elders for help." Yang Ruoqing instructed Luo Baobao again, and then sent her to the door of the house .

He grabbed two handfuls of snacks and stuffed them into the pockets of the Xiuxiu sisters, and watched them go.

(End of this chapter)