Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5920 Talk about conditions

"Ah, the Four Treasures of the Study are heavy, and you can tell it's a good thing right away." Yang Huamei was very happy.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips, "I've prepared for Dazhi, it's definitely not bad."

Yang Huamei nodded again and again: "Qing'er, then I'll thank you in advance for Dabai, I'll send the things back to let him learn first, and when I go back to the restaurant to manage the accounts, no matter what, it's better to manage the accounts at home." Outsiders should rest assured, don’t you think so?”

Yang Ruoqing smiled, and only told: "Let him understand the above things first, and I will arrange an accountant to come and test him later."

The implication is that only by passing can you get an errand.

If it doesn't pass, then there's nothing I can do to help.

Yang Ruoqing didn't point it out, she believed that Yang Huamei understood.

Yang Huamei did understand. She hugged the account book and the four treasures of the study tightly with both hands, as if she was holding her son Dabai's future and hope. She thanked her and stood up to say goodbye. It fell to the ground and broke...

Luo Baobao not only took a shower and changed his clothes, but also washed his hair.

"Why do you wash your hair early in the morning? Are you not afraid of headaches?"

Yang Ruoqing quickly found a large dry bath towel, wrapped it around the girl's head and dragged it to the dresser to wipe it carefully for her.

"I'm sweating all over my head after practicing, my hair is sticky and not rejoicing anymore, I must wash it!"

Luo Baobao brushed a strand of hair between his fingers and played with it, and said indifferently.

"It's fine in this summer, but it's not possible in other seasons. Even in summer, try not to wash your hair in the early morning. The hair is very fragile, and it won't be good if you have a headache."

Yang Ruoqing still couldn't help babbling on, she didn't know how much this girl could listen to her advice, but she said a little more, the same thing repeated, always left a deeper mark on her heart.

After drying her hair, Yang Ruoqing also said that she was tired.

Luo Baobao smiled and asked, "Mom, I want to ask you something, you have to promise not to hit me first."

"ask."

"Mom, I'm thirteen this year, how old are you this year?"

"I gave birth to you and your elder brother Chen'er at the age of 16, you have to figure it out."

"Wow, mother, are you 29?"

"Why the exclamation word 'wow'? Is 29 old?"

Yang Ruoqing asked, and poked her head in front of the bronze mirror to take a look. There were no wrinkles, and the corners of her eyes didn't droop either.

"Mother, 29 is not old, and I didn't say my mother is old."

Luo Baobao looked at the bronze mirror and smiled.

"Since I'm not old, what do you want to express when you inquire about my age?" Yang Ruoqing turned her head and asked.

Luo Baobao said: "I'll just ask, mother is so verbose, is it because menopause has come early?"

Yang Ruoqing froze for a moment, grabbed the feather duster in the vase next to her and pulled it out...

There was a flutter of chaos in the room, accompanied by Luo Baobao's laughter and condemnation: "Mother, your words don't count, you clearly agreed not to hit me!"

"I said no to beating, but I didn't say no to smoking!"

"Yeah, mother is reckless, mother is a puppy, woof woof..."

……

This early in the morning, compared to Luo Baobao jumping all over the yard to avoid her mother's feather duster, Dabai from the old Wang family begged his mother with a mournful face: "Mother, why don't you show me these things with a stick and hit them with a stick?" kill me!"

Standing by the table, Yang Huamei was looking at Dabai, the account books and the Four Treasures of the Study in front of him expectantly, as if seeing the glorious future of the old Wang family.

Hearing Dabai's 'request' suddenly, it was as if a scoop of cold water was poured from the top of his head, and more than half of the bright future was instantly shattered.

"What are you talking about, bastard? Is it itchy!"

She said angrily, trying to let Dabai know his mistake early through her fierce eyes, and quickly changed her words and said that he had to study these account books carefully.

Dabai pointed to the account book that was spread out in front of him, but he couldn't read even a single page. His face was so long that he wanted to cry.

"Mom, when I see all these inputs and outputs, my head gets dizzy, and I have to keep an account when I buy an eggplant, and check back and forth, my eyes are sore!

What did you get from your cousin? Why don't you have to get this stuff?This is my life! "

Yang Huamei swung her hand, intending to slap Dabai's head.

Thinking that he had just fought with Bingbing in the past two days, the slap fell on the table, it was so clear and loud, it hurt so much that her palm was about to burst.

Enduring the pain, he stared at Dabai with tearing eyes: "I've told you what I need to say just now, a good job is right in front of you, it depends on whether you can catch it yourself!"

"Your cousin said that as long as you understand these account books thoroughly, you will be in charge of the restaurant's accounts. Hurry up and read each word carefully for me!"

Because it was breakfast time, Wang Hongquan and Wang Shuanzi were also at home.

Wang Hongquan squatted at the door of Dabai's house with a pipe in his hand, listening to the movement inside.

Hearing what his daughter-in-law said, Wang Hongquan hurriedly echoed: "It's tiring to grow crops, you face the loess and your back to the sky. If you don't read the account books well, you have to go to work with me..."

Dabai couldn't wait to hear from the room, even a joyful voice: "Master, I'd rather go to work in the fields with you!"

Wang Hongquan was dumb.

Yang Huamei rolled her eyes even more angrily, and twisted Dabai's arm, "You worthless thing, the mud can't stick to the wall, don't think about anything, just stay at home for a few days and take a good look at it. I don’t want you to do it, I will find a way to make you eat whatever you want, as long as you look at it!”

These words seem to have worked.

"Mother, do you mean what you say? What kind of work do you really want me to do, and you still serve delicious food?" Dabai raised his head and asked, his eyes were frighteningly bright.

Yang Huamei gritted her teeth, "Seriously!"

"Yeah, that's what you said, I'm going to eat pig's trotters in sauce at noon!"

"Where can I get you pig's trotters in these dog days?"

"Then I don't care. If I can't eat sauced pig's trotters, I won't watch it."

Yang Huamei felt a little troubled, and turned her head to look at her father-in-law Wang Hongquan who was squatting at the door for help.

Wang Hongquan pulled out the dry tobacco stick in his mouth and knocked it against the stones at his feet, then stood up with a smile on his face: "I'll go to the meat shed of the Sun's family at the entrance of the village to ask, if there are no pig's trotters, I will go there in the morning. If you go to Qingshui Town, you will definitely be able to buy pig's trotters."

Wang Shuanzi also said: "Father, it's a hot day, and it's busy farming season, so there's no need to go to town just for pig's trotters, it's too much trouble..."

He turned around and discussed with Dabai: "Son, I'll eat the pig's trotters another day. Is it okay to change it to something else at noon?"

Wang Hongquan also looked at Dabai expectantly, "How about killing a chicken for you?"

The big white eyeballs rolled around twice, his face full of confusion.

Yang Huamei couldn't help but twisted again: "There are only eight chickens left in our family, and I'll save them for the holidays and New Years. If you don't care about them, I'll be happy!"

Dabai jumped up to avoid Yang Huamei's hand: "Okay, okay, I'll eat chicken at noon, but I don't want to eat stewed chicken. If I cook it in soy sauce, I'm not allowed to chop the chicken legs. I'll grab the chicken in my hand and eat it!"

Yang Huamei rolled her eyes: "Understood, then hurry up and read the account books and be careful!"

(End of this chapter)