Splendid peasant girl busy farming

6342 - Old Aunt Sister

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, came to the stove and sat down with a smile: "Didn't Xiaoan tell you? Cooking is the most interesting thing for kids like us who grew up in the village."

"what?"

Under He Lianer's dazed gaze, Yang Ruoqing first looked up at the color of the bowl of fried pork slices in the pot, and after judging the heat that should be in the next step, she directly threw a handful of firewood into the stove.

The firelight shone on her friendly smiling face, and she continued to talk to He Lian'er: "Xiao'an regards you as a younger sister, you can just call me Sister Qing'er from now on, you don't need to be called Mrs. Luo, it's for outsiders call."

After finishing speaking, Yang Ruoqing smiled and winked at the dumbfounded He Lian'er.

To be honest, calling my sister is all earned by myself.

He Lian'er is 15 years old, and Luo Baobao is thirteen. In reality, she can be her old aunt.

Yang Ruoqing was secretly happy to call her sister now, feeling that she seemed much younger.

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The noon meal was placed in front of He's father's bed for the convenience of He's father, the head of the family, to entertain guests.

In fact, Yang Huazhong and the others didn't want to work on Father He at all. On the one hand, they didn't want him to suffer because he was a patient after all, and on the other hand, they didn't really treat him as a guest.

Since taking care of the He family is a burden that Xiao An is determined to carry on his shoulders, it is also the burden of Yang Huazhong and Mrs. Sun. The couple just want to help Xiao An share it.

But from He's father's point of view, he insisted on serving the guests himself.

This is also directed at Xiaoan.

In Father He's eyes, Xiao An is not a real son but he is better than a real son. Since Xiao An's parents are here, they are the most honored guests of the He family. , I will blame myself too!
"Eat more, everyone. Sister Lian'er and I cooked this together. You can't let it down."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and brought a bowl of egg and meatball soup and put it in the middle of the table. It was put together with braised fish and pork belly with pickled peppers. It was so colorful and beautiful.

He Lian'er, who was behind her, also brought white rice and put it aside. This assortment of dishes scored a high score just from the visual effect.

"Just ask you to order a few meals at will. Why do you have so many dishes? You can't finish them all!"

Mrs. Sun looked at the dishes on the table with shock on her face.

Mother He smiled and said nothing, the chopsticks in her hand were busy helping Mrs. Sun to pick up vegetables.

Mrs. Sun found out, and hurriedly picked up her own bowl to hide. Mother He launched an attack, and the two women were pushing back and forth, chattering and saying all kinds of polite words.

At one point, Mrs. Sun got up from the stool holding the bowl and moved aside. The chopsticks in Mother He's hand were replaced by a large wooden spoon with a long handle, scooping up a spoonful of meatballs and chasing after Mrs. Sun...

For this kind of scene, Yang Ruoqing is not surprised. Every time she treats guests to dinner, the scene of "chasing each other" must be staged between women.

Originally thought that this scene was only seen among the women of farmers' families visiting relatives, but I didn't expect that Mother He, who had been living in Qing'an County, would also like this scene.

Xiaoan picked up a few mouthfuls of food with a bowl in his hand, then turned his head to watch the 'tug of war' between He's mother and Sun's, and couldn't help laughing.

Laughing and pawing, just like the big operas in the village when I was a child, those men squatted under the stage with their necks raised and watched the big drama while eating fried dough sticks and twisted flowers, laughing silly.

Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but patted his head, and said angrily: "You just patronize to watch the fun, and don't think about why the more dishes in your bowl are getting more and more?"

Xiao An was reminded by her and turned her head, only to find that He Lian'er was standing beside him, holding big chopsticks in her little hand, busy picking fish meat into his bowl!
Seeing him looking over, He Lian'er's face turned red in an instant, and she buried her head down. After dragging a piece of fish meat from the belly of the fish into Xiao An's bowl, she lowered her head and went to greet Yang Huazhong and the others.

Xiaoan looked down at the big bowl in his hand again, hey, it's all hard vegetables, and the thorns in the fish seem to have been picked out.

This girl, really!
"I gave us all the hard dishes, so what do you guys eat, Uncle and Aunt?" Xiao An asked.

Father He smiled and waved his hands, smiling a little ashamedly, and his self-deprecating words were humorous: "The wool comes from the sheep, these things are brought by your family, so don't be too polite, open your belly and eat it! "

Everyone had to be satisfied with a meal. Although Father He couldn't drink alcohol himself, he persuaded Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou brothers to drink a lot, and accompanied them to drink tea instead of wine, until both of them blushed, as if enjoying themselves No, Father He just stopped.

Between men, the best way to greet is to let the other party drink to their heart's content.

But the woman's side is different, she just tries hard to persuade her to eat.

So that's why when holding a large banquet, there are few dishes left on the women's table at the end, while the men's table is nearing the end, and there are few dishes on the full table. This is the difference.

Anyway, after eating this meal today, no matter whether it is a man or a woman, everyone has a good time.

"Sister Lian'er, despite her young age, she's really good at cooking. I'm the one who shouts to lose weight every day, but now I've picked up two big bowls!"

After the meal, Yang Ruoqing rubbed her belly and laughed and joked.

He Lian'er pursed her lips and smiled shyly, but her eyes were satisfied.

"Qing'er, you praise her too much, that's all you don't dislike!" A meal brought everyone closer again, and Mother He also changed her words under Sun's strong suggestion, no longer Mrs. Luo, Mrs. Luo. He shouted, and turned to address him in the tone of an elder.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "I'm serious, Sister Lian'er can open a restaurant with her skills."

Mother He glanced at Father He with a smile, and said proudly: "Speaking of which, I'm not afraid of your jokes. I think when Lian'er's father opened the morning tea shop, the business was pretty good, and many repeat customers praised him. The saltiness is well grasped, the stuffing of the dumplings is more flavorful than others, Lian Er probably passed on this aspect to her father."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, if Father He hadn't collapsed, the family could still be self-reliant and earn a living by reopening the shop.

But it's a pity that Father He, the pillar of the family, has collapsed. The future of this family is uncertain. Fortunately, Xiao An stepped forward to pick up the burden. Otherwise, they would really be a lone boat adrift in the dark night sea, and the whole army would be wiped out by a wave. kind of.

"When his leg is healed, then you will set up the whole shop, and we will also try Lian'er's handicraft." Yang Huazhong said.

Mother He nodded.

Father He smiled bitterly, touched his unconscious leg subconsciously, and sighed, "I also look forward to the day when I will burn you the eight signature pieces from our morning tea shop, but this leg... I'm afraid it's It's hard!"

(End of this chapter)