Splendid peasant girl busy farming

6369 - Then severely punish
"Oh my God, the more I think about it, the more scared I become, and the more I hear it, the more annoyed I get. Why are there so many bad people in this world?" Sun, who was always good-tempered, couldn't help but slapped the table hard, blushing with anger.

Obviously, Sun Shi also thought of the things that Yang Ruoqing was worried about but didn't say.

And because Mrs. Sun is a traditional woman who grew up under the influence of local ideas, she valued her reputation and innocence more, so the more she thought about it, the more afraid she became.

"Qing'er, earlier we advised you to spare the brothers and sisters of the Wang family and give them a little lesson. From this point of view, that kind of villain can't be easily dismissed, and must be severely punished!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled, when Baoziniang finally had the courage?
"However, if we continue to punish severely, or if we don't punish severely, we will leave tomorrow, and Xiao An can't go there every day. If the Wang family brothers and sisters secretly revenge, what can we do?"

Before Yang Ruoqing finished boasting in her heart, Sun's old habit of looking forward and backward, being afraid of wolves and tigers again.

"Mother, don't worry about this. Of course, I have a way to keep them lying on their stomachs. I won't give them a chance to wait for revenge. He can even pinch that thought."

"Really? What's the solution?" Sun asked curiously again.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head, "The secret must not be leaked, mother, don't pursue it."

Some things are not suitable for Mrs. Sun to listen to too much, and she is not suitable for this.

As for the method, haha, there are a hundred kinds in the palm of your hand, but Yang Ruoqing feels that she doesn't need to use it at all, because Wang Shanbao's son is Cao Kun's follower, and this is the source.

Unless Cao Kun wants to have sex with Yang Ruoqing across the table, otherwise, Wang Shanbao will be afraid of the He family.

"Well, mother doesn't ask too much about your affairs, but you have to promise mother that even if you have power, you can't do murder and arson. That's against the law..."

Yang Ruoqing couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

"My dear mother, you are really... well, well, the water is ready for you, wash your face and wipe your feet, go to bed and go back to the village full of energy tomorrow."

Sun felt that this was guaranteed by Yang Ruoqing, so she got up and went to wash up in peace.

It's hard to leave their homeland, although they only came out for a few days, Sun is still in a good mood when he thinks that he will be able to return to the village tomorrow.

While washing his face, he even hummed softly a mountain tune from the Mt. Sleeping Ox.

Yang Ruoqing cleared the table, and when she heard her mother humming, she felt a little complicated.

She will not be annoyed by Mother's exhortation of 'Don't kill and set fire' just now. Mrs. Sun is a kind and cowardly bun. Only then did he say the kind and generous but really naive words just now.

What my mother doesn't know is that part of the reason why she has been able to live such a good life and maintain a good relationship with the people in the village, relatives and friends for a long time is indeed her good temper that is willing to suffer.

But more importantly, she has her daughter, son-in-law, and son with 'fangs' behind her to support her!
Well, this is the beast version, to use the words of the literati: Behind the quiet years is because someone is carrying the weight for you.

……

Early the next morning, Yang Huazhou prepared a sumptuous breakfast for Yang Huazhong's family of three.

"The pastry chef in the restaurant is really good. Look at how beautifully these steamed buns are made!"

As a housewife who spent most of her life wandering around the cooker in the kitchen, the uniquely shaped pastries on the table in front of her once again opened her eyes and amazed her again and again.

Yang Huazhong, a rough man, was also attracted by these exquisite pastries, and praised: "The cook's bowl of rice really deserves them to eat. It's too amazing. It turns out that men can also be so skillful!"

Yang Huazhou smiled and said: "Third brother, to tell you the truth, when I was in the village, I thought that cooking in this world was a job for women, and men couldn't do it. But since I took over the restaurant these years, I have been completely reversed perspective.

But most of the chefs who are in charge of cooking in those well-known restaurants are men. This man is so good at cooking that he can beat women eighteen streets!
If nothing else, let’s just talk about Tianxianglou in our county. The chefs in charge of several cuisines are all pure men, and many repeat customers come for their craftsmanship! "

Yang Huazhong nodded again and again, "It's amazing, I really admire it!"

Yang Ruoqing sat on the side and listened with a smile. If someone passed by without knowing it, they would think that she was a junior audience who had nothing to do with all this.

But she didn't know that most of the chefs in the restaurant were talents that she spent a lot of money to dig back from all over the world!
"Mother, try this crab roe bun and duck blood vermicelli. The master who made this bun is from Jianye. Crab roe bun and duck blood vermicelli are his specialties."

"Hey, okay, okay."

After eating and drinking enough, Mrs. Sun recalled the deliciousness of the crab roe buns, and wanted to pack some and bring them back to the village for relatives and friends to taste.

When she proposed this idea, Yang Huazhou, who had been talking and laughing all the time, showed a embarrassed look.

"Third sister-in-law, it's not that I don't make arrangements, but usually those who are more skilled than others have a more prominent personality. Many times before, when customers wanted to pack, he refused."

"Ah? Why is that? Don't you have any business?" Sun was puzzled.

Yang Huazhong also cast an inquiring look, and put it in Zhang Ji Steamed Bun Shop in Qingshui Town. As long as you can afford it, let alone packed buns, you can even sell the pot!
Yang Huazhou smiled wryly and said: "This chef has his own insistence on the pastry. According to him, the crab roe buns made by him must be eaten within a bowl of tea after they are out of the pot, so as to taste the flavor of the crab roe. Sweet and fresh."

"Cold, or return to the pot to reheat, will destroy the taste."

"Fifth, your third brother and I are both rough people, take them back and let the big guy taste it, the big guy is also rough, don't care about those..."

"Mother, you don't mind, but this master does care." Yang Ruoqing persuaded with a smile.

"In the view of this master chef, this kind of behavior of reheating the pot is secondary to destroying the taste, and the main reason is disrespect for the food, so he would rather offend Uncle Wu, or even offend me, the boss, than agree to let you Packed with crab roe."

"Ah? This, this is really stubborn..." Mrs. Sun was in the same boat.

After hearing so much, Yang Huazhong smiled and said, "Which capable person doesn't have his own temper? We have to respect this kind of master, Qinger Niang, don't worry about it, the carriage in the backyard can't fit all the gifts. Lah, there is no shortage of these crab roe buns, don't make it difficult for the master, and don't make it difficult for Lao Wu and Qing'er!"

(End of this chapter)