Splendid peasant girl busy farming

6025 - Be nice to yourself

Yang Ruoqing's words came from the bottom of her heart.

Parents love their children and are willing to be cows and horses for them. This is human nature, and it is also a matter of course.

But no matter how much you love your children, you can't love without a bottom line and forget yourself.

Not to mention that excessive doting will break the wings of children, making them become flowers in the greenhouse that cannot withstand the wind and rain, and do not know how to be grateful. At the same time, it will also make one's love humble and low.

"Qing'er, I made you laugh." Yang Huamei smiled wryly, scooping up water and washing the pot to prepare for the next dish.

"After these incidents, Shuanzi and I also figured it out. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. When they grow up, they don't just feed the stutterers when they are young. When they grow up, they have the idea of ​​growing up. What I want when I grow up, Shuanzi and I have all the ability to put it there, I can’t give it.”

"Dabai, my father-in-law and I sneaked a look at Zhang's shop, and it was indeed a waiter there. He looks rosy and should be doing well. If he doesn't come back, I won't go to him. He has Just have a bite to eat."

"As for Xiao Hei, he is still studying and will take the government examination soon. If he passes the exam, our old Wang family will have a scholar from then on."

"If he doesn't pass the exam, it depends on his own wishes. If he wants to study, Shuanzi and I will have to confess for another two or three years. If you don't want to miss it, let him go home and take over his master's hoe handle." Let’s do farm work, people who are fourteen or fifteen years old, it’s time to support their families.”

"Our elders are at home, and we can't suffer ourselves. We suffer ourselves. Occasionally, we can eat some good nourishing body in order to live longer and help their brothers a lot for a day."

What Yang Huamei said was heart-pounding. She expressed all the bitterness of a middle-aged mother, her helplessness, her expectations for her child, her disappointment, and the luck left in the end.

Yang Ruoqing was a little touched.

Aunt Meier is obviously only 32 years old, less than 33 years old, and there is a round of age gap between her and 46-year-old Mrs. Sun.

But when they stood together, Yang Huamei had more creases at the corners of her eyes and forehead lines above her eyes than Sun's, not less.

"Aunt, you and Uncle Shuanzi are right to think so now."

Yang Ruoqing continued, "You have been alive for decades, so treat yourself better."

"Yes, yes," Yang Huamei nodded, "Is this really going to take your baby home?"

"Yeah, before I was worried about my aunt and let my grandmother stay here. Now that my aunt is getting better, it's more convenient for my grandmother to go back and live."

Even so, Yang Huamei didn't stop her, "It's fine for your grandma to go back to live. If it's very hot in my place, you can share a bed with me. It's too hot."

"Besides, it's not very convenient to take a bath. After all, my father-in-law still lives in this yard. Every time your grandma takes a bath, you always ask me to guard the door, and the windows are closed tightly. After taking a bath, the whole room is full. The heat is like being stuffed in a rice cooker."

As Yang Huamei talked, she couldn't help laughing.

Yang Ruoqing also laughed.

The little old lady's sense of self-defense is very strong.

She may have overestimated her femininity, though.

With her figure, Wang Hongquan probably wouldn't be interested in being offered a ticket to come and watch her. Having given birth to so many children, the front has already become two pieces of skin, which can be used as mouse pads.

Before Mrs. Sun came over, Yang Huamei asked Yang Ruoqing about the Zhangji steamed stuffed bun shop in the town.

"Qing'er, a few days ago I secretly went to the Zhangji steamed stuffed bun shop in the town. I didn't go in, so I hid in the opposite side of the stuffed bun shop and took a peek."

"I saw Dabai walking around there, and he seemed to be doing quite vigorously. He was smiling when he came in and out. He was much happier than he was at home before."

Yang Ruoqing listened carefully and did not express her opinion.

Dabai is also a weirdo. He eats the overlord's meal and is left to pay off his debts. In the end, he gets a job in charge of food, drink, and housing.

"Qing'er, I was wondering if I should go to Dabai again and tell him that I know about his situation and forgive him. If he wants to continue working in the shop, he can stay. If he wants to go home and take a look, that's fine too. , so as not to make him panic and think that I haven't forgiven him yet, and dare not return home."

"Auntie, you go to Zhang Ji to find him, and tell him what you just said to me, I have no objection."

"But you have to keep in mind what you said before to be nice to yourself. Don't be softened by a few words from Dabai when you meet again, and let him get whatever he wants."

"No, I'm being cautious. This time, I've made up my mind to let him suffer a little outside and exercise hard."

"That's fine, I hope he can understand your painstaking efforts earlier."

……

When Mrs. Sun came back, she was alone, and Mrs. Tan did not follow.

Yang Ruoqing knew that the old lady couldn't save face.

"Mom, are you packing up?"

"Well, you don't have a lot of grandma's things, and you've tidied them up."

Sun turned her head and said to Yang Huamei in the kitchen: "Mother just changed a pair of trousers, I wanted to wash them off, but Mother didn't let me."

It's definitely not because she feels sorry for her third daughter-in-law, but because of embarrassment.

Farting has released bad luck, and the old lady also wants to save face.

"It's okay, I'll wash it later." Yang Huamei said immediately.

"Okay then, turn around and it's not so hot outside at sunset in the evening, your third brother came to pick up your mother."

"to make!"

"Sister-in-law San and Qing'er, why don't you eat at my house?"

"No, there are things at home to go back to."

"Okay, then I'll see you off."

After sending Sun and Yang Ruoqing away, Yang Huamei turned around and went to the main room to call them for dinner.

Wang Hongquan was lying in the room. The old man was not in a good mood these days, because the second daughter and his son and daughter-in-law hadn't shown up since they had an argument, but the old man didn't know what to do, so he kept holding back, and his body turned back and forth. It's so uncomfortable.

The rice in the field outside needed to be taken care of, and the old man couldn't stand it after going out for a trip. Wang Shuanzi had no choice but to go to the house of his cousin Wang Hongtao next door to ask for help. It took a while to deal with it.

Yang Huamei first went to say hello to Wang Hongquan and Tan Shina, and then went to Wang Hongtao's house next door to call Wang Shuanzi back.

"Our family needs to trouble your uncle and two cousins ​​to help with the crop work, and we will invite them to come and have a drink together later." Wang Hongquan reminded Yang Huamei.

Yang Huamei responded: "Yes, I understand."

After Yang Huamei left, Wang Hongquan went out of the room and sat down at the table. Mrs. Tan was already sitting upright at the other end of the table, her eyes were covered by two clouds and her face was drawn long.

"Mother-in-law, do you want tea?"

As the head of the family, Wang Hongquan was embarrassed to sit face to face with Tan, and asked with a light cough.

Tan's nostrils moved, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he began to sneer in a strange way: "When your family is busy with farming, the men of our old Yang's family often come to help, and I have never seen you leave them for a bite of food. Why do you change it?" The cousins ​​and brothers of your old Wang's family are so considerate in etiquette?"

(End of this chapter)