Chapter 6122

"Where did these mushrooms come from?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Wang Cuilian raised her head and said with a smile: "Your Aunt Osmanthus Flower and the third girl brought them here. They just left without taking a sip of tea."

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and rubbed her forehead, "They are so polite, they never forget about our family, now our family has to eat mushrooms for three meals a day."

As she said that, she stretched out the large bowl in her hand, which also contained mushrooms.

"This was stuffed by my fifth aunt just now, let's pretend it is."

Seeing so many mushrooms in the basket, Wang Cuilian was surprised, delighted and grateful, and sighed for a while.

"Mushrooms are not easy to keep during this season, and there are dried mushrooms at home. How about, Qinger, send these mushrooms to the restaurant in the town?" Wang Cuilian asked.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "I sent this basket of mushrooms to the restaurant. The portion is not enough. Let's eat it at home. It's too much. Why don't I ask my uncle to send some to Zhou Wang's family in Zhoujia Village. I just don't know if my uncle has any." Free, would you like to take that trip..."

Wang Cuilian glanced outside the courtyard, at this time Luo Tiejiang had already gone to the fish pond, Wang Cuilian said: "This is what our mother and I said in private, you can rest easy, even if you are busy, your uncle will still be able to spare time. Come for a run."

Yang Ruoqing smiled knowingly.

Blacksmith Luo's love and protection for Luo Daye, an old sister, has been like a day for decades, and he never forgets his original intention.

However, since Zhou Xia's death many years ago, the Zhou family has completely changed their lives.

Luo Daye stopped making trouble, and honestly took care of Zhou Wang and Xiaohuan's children at home, and became a real old woman. Except for coming to Luojia Village every year to pay New Year's greetings in the first month, she basically never left the village.

And Zhou Wang and Xiaohuan are very sensible, they respect Blacksmith Luo as an uncle, they come to visit every year and festival, and buy wine and shredded tobacco for Blacksmith Luo.

So Blacksmith Luo took care of the Zhou family openly and secretly, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang pretended not to see it, as long as the uncle was happy.

Sure enough, when Blacksmith Luo came back from outside, he saw the basket full of mushrooms at home, and heard the plan of Wang Cuilian and Yang Ruoqing's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, Blacksmith Luo went to the backyard to harness the carriage.

Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian looked at each other and smiled.

"I'm afraid it's going to rain this afternoon, so wear a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat!"

Wang Cuilian walked up to the carriage with coir raincoat and bamboo hat, and persuaded Blacksmith Luo in a gentle voice.

Because Blacksmith Luo was used to being naked in hot weather, he thought he used to be a blacksmith, and his body was as strong as iron, and he was not afraid of a little rain.

"No, no, no, it's so hot to wear those things in this weather, I'm so happy to be shirtless!"

Sure enough, Blacksmith Luo refused.

Wang Cuilian had no choice but to turn to Yang Ruoqing for help.

Yang Ruoqing smiled wryly, and she was not very good at persuading her, as only one person in this family would be the most effective when talking to her uncle.

So, she gave Luo Baobao a look over there who was teasing the giant teddy.

Luo Baobao understood, and immediately threw away Teddy and ran to the carriage, took the coir raincoat and bamboo hat and stuffed them into Blacksmith Luo's arms.

"Grandpa, you are really disobedient. Grandma asked you to wear it because she cared about you. You will get sick if you get caught in the rain after a long journey, and you will get lice if your hair is wet."

"You put it on, you must put it on, if you don't put it on, you are not allowed to go out!"

Luo Baobao stood in front of the carriage with his hands on his hips, looking like a little tigress.

Looking at the domineering look of his obedient granddaughter, Blacksmith Luo smiled openly, losing his temper at all.

"Okay, grandpa, wear it, wear it!"

"Yeah, you're so good. Come on, come on, my granddaughter will wait for you to put it on."

Luo Baobao immediately put down his hands, put on a sweet smile and approached, and obediently helped Blacksmith Luo put on the coir raincoat and put the bamboo hat aside first, because there was only a little bit of sporadic rain at the moment.

When it rains heavily, Grandpa can pick it up and cover his head at any time without trouble.

"I'll wear the coir raincoat later, it's not raining yet!" Blacksmith Luo looked at the coir raincoat that was tightly wrapped around his body, discussing it in a good voice and angrily.

But it was rejected by Luo Baobao.

"The rain will come as soon as you say it will. When the time comes, grandpa will be in a hurry to drive the car and there will be no time to put on the coir raincoat. My granddaughter will put it on for you first, so you don't have to panic when you drive later!"

It seemed so reasonable, and starting from the standpoint of concern, Blacksmith Luo was speechless.

"Okay, let's get dressed!"

Just like that, Blacksmith Luo set foot on the road to Zhoujia Village in his carriage under the watchful eyes of three women of all ages.

The mothers and the others had not had a cup of tea when they returned to the main room, when suddenly it began to rain heavily outside.

Wang Cuilian looked worried at the mist splashing outside: "It's raining so hard, the road may not be easy."

Yang Ruoqing also looked at the sky outside: "This rain cloud is covering our area now, the sun may still be shining ten miles away, so don't worry, aunt."

This is the case with thunderstorms in summer. The area covered by rain clouds is limited. Sometimes in the same town, there are strong winds and showers in the north of the town, and the sun may still be hot in the south of the town.

"Qing'er, do you think your uncle can come back tonight?" Wang Cuilian asked again.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a while, "If it rains, I should stay at Zhou's house for the night. If it doesn't rain... even if I come back later, my uncle will come back."

Wang Cuilian nodded, "That will work."

As a result, Blacksmith Luo didn't come back that night, he came back the next day.

When I went there, I took the mushroom basket, and when I came back, it was full of eggs, and there was another basket next to it, and the basket was covered with big duck and goose eggs.

"Here, these eggs are given to our baby by Zhou Wang and the others."

Wang Cuilian and Yang Ruoqing greeted them and hurriedly took down the basket. The heavy basket was full of white and round eggs, which looked pleasing to the eye.

"My God, why are Zhou Wang and the others so polite... so many eggs and duck eggs have been exchanged for half a basket of mushrooms, I'm afraid it will take a long time to eat." Wang Cuilian said with a happy face, but also felt a little embarrassed. I knew it earlier. Just grab more mushrooms and send them away.

"When I left, Da'e told me not to keep these eggs for long, and to eat them as soon as possible."

Blacksmith Luo wiped the hot sweat off his face, and said cheerfully.

The girl's family knows how to reciprocate, so he will save face, and he is very happy from the bottom of his heart.

Yang Ruoqing suggested: "Auntie, let's pick some up and pickle them to make salted eggs, and some to make preserved eggs."

"I can make salted eggs, but I can't make preserved eggs!" Wang Cuilian said.

Although not, but I ate it a few times, Qinger brought it back from the restaurant in the town.

The taste is a bit strange, and it is absolutely unbearable to eat raw. After steaming, it is cut into pieces with a thread, and then sprinkled with sesame oil and chopped pepper, the umami taste comes out.

Thinking of the smell, Wang Cuilian wanted to salivate a little.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "I will do it, I will do it when the time comes."

Seeing the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law entering the house carrying a basket, discussing excitedly about making salted eggs and preserved eggs along the way, Blacksmith Luo felt better, humming a little tune and leading the horse to the backyard to settle down.

The closer to the end of the month, the more frequent the rain.

(End of this chapter)

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