Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Tan's transformation

If it was a daughter, then the inquirer's response would definitely not be so eager, but he couldn't let his attitude cause displeasure to the person concerned, so the response would be "Okay, that's okay!"

So later someone ridiculed that having a son was called a 'good'.

When you give birth to a daughter, you can say that you have given birth to a girl. This is like a code word, and you can understand it as soon as you hear it, and you can understand it.

For Yang Huazhong and Sun Shi, Tan's ability to give two words of "Ye Hao" instead of three words of "losing money" or four words of "girl film" is already a sound of nature to Yang Huazhong and Sun Shi .

Mrs. Sun immediately became happy, and said to Mrs. Tan: "Mother, are you hungry? I'll go and heat up the chicken soup for you. Do you always drink chicken soup? Or put a few noodles in the chicken soup?"

Tan raised her eyebrows: "Where did you get the chicken soup? When did you kill the chicken?"

I haven't seen you at home this afternoon.

Mrs. Sun smiled, glanced at Yang Huazhong, and after receiving Yang Huazhong's nod, she continued: "It was sent by Suyun when we came back. Originally, she was going to send it over in person. I saw that she was so busy, so I didn't let her come over." , we brought it back by ourselves, and put it on the table in the main room."

"Wufang is so busy today, it's not bad that he can still think of me, an old guy."

Mrs. Tan nodded in satisfaction, "Then go and fetch it, I'm just thirsty."

Mrs. Sun went to bring it right away. The temperature of the chicken soup was just right, and there were some chicken and chicken legs in it.

Bao Suyun killed two chickens in one pot and stewed them in one pot, mainly for Jiang Guiling, and secondly scooped up some to honor the Tan family.

Tan drank the delicious chicken soup and ate the tender chicken. The delicious food brought joy to the mood.

Satisfied, she wiped the corners of her mouth, stepped back and put away a silver bracelet on the net and handed it to Mrs. Sun: "Go back and find a silversmith in the town to melt this bracelet, make a new pair of child's bracelets, and twist them together again." Go up the red line a few times, and turn around and wait until the ninth bath time to hand it over to the fifth granddaughter for me."

"what?"

Sun took the heavy silver bracelet in her hand, thinking that she had heard wrong.

And Yang Huazhong's reaction was not much better.

"Mother, you, you, did I hear you wrong or did you make a mistake? This is your silver bracelet. They gave it to you on your [-]th birthday last time. You want to give it to the grandson of Lao Wu's family?" daughter?"

For the sake of caution, Yang Huazhong asked word for word again.

Mrs. Tan yawned impatiently: "It's another generation, so what's wrong with giving you the right bracelet? Just treat it as a replacement for the bracelet that Mian Mian was born with. Who dares to talk, tell him to come to me and talk!"

That being the case, Yang Huazhong quickly winked at Mrs. Sun and asked her to accept it.

Mrs. Sun was also overjoyed, she thanked Bao Suyun repeatedly, and took up the silver bracelet and was overjoyed.

The silver bracelet is a small matter, mainly because the old lady's attitude makes people excited.

If Lao Wu and Suyun knew about this, they would be so happy. After so many years, Suyun finally waited for the old lady to accept Dabao.

……

Jiang family.

Jiang's mother was humming a little tune and was busy cooking the family's supper in the kitchen. When the neighbor's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were arguing, Jiang's mother pulled two garlic bulbs from under the beam of the kitchen and pretended to peel them in her hands, stepping on them. On the abandoned water tank, I heard the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in the yard next door arguing, laughing while listening.

After a while, Jiang's father came back from working outside, wrinkled his nose vigorously as soon as he entered the yard: "What is this smell? What is it burnt?"

When Mother Jiang heard this, she patted her head and jumped off the water tank, screaming, and went straight to the kitchen: "My rice is mushy!"

Mother Jiang rushed to the stove and lifted the lid of the pot, and the burnt smell came out.

She was so angry that she slammed the lid of the pot on the ground next to her, twisted her body and covered her mouth and coughed violently.

Father Jiang glanced at the pot, ouch, half white and half black.

"It's useless to just throw the lid of the pot, you have to quickly suppress the fire!"

Father Jiang muttered, and quickly went around to the stove, picked up the iron pokers and pulled it, and the fire was finally suppressed.

He came over to pick up the pot lid again, wiped off the dirt on it with a rag and put it aside, then came over and patted Mother Jiang's back lightly: "Is it better?"

Mother Jiang turned around and raised her fist to beat Father Jiang's shoulder: "God damn it, don't come back sooner. If you come back earlier, the meal won't burn..."

Jiang's father was stunned, how could this be my fault?
"It's all your fault, it's all your fault!" Mother Jiang pounded her fist again.

Father Jiang came back to his senses, and quickly nodded to admit his mistake: "Yes, it's my fault, it's all my fault, don't you get annoyed?"

Only then did Mother Jiang stop her fists, and she turned her head to look at the burnt rice in the pot.

"Oh, how can I eat this rice when it's so mushy!"

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll eat the mushy ones." Father Jiang said.

"What's the matter? Muddy rice will damage your body. You are the head of our family. What will you do if you collapse?" Mother Jiang said cracklingly, but she pushed Father Jiang away with both hands.

"Go wash your hands and drink some tea. I'll cook two more dishes and we'll be ready for dinner. By the way, help me call Xianjun to come to the kitchen to help me carry the dishes!"

After sending away Jiang's father, Jiang's mother quickly cut up the chili peppers, slapped the garlic, took out two salted duck eggs from the jar, chopped them, mixed them with the peppers, and poured them into a pan filled with hot oil to stir-fry.

After frying the aroma, pour the chopped potherb mustard into it and stir fry again until the pot is full and a large bowl is filled.

Just at this time, Jiang Xianjun also came in from the outside, "Mom, I was shoveling pigpens in the backyard, what do you want me for?"

"It's time for dinner, you take the food to your grandfather."

Mother Jiang was talking, and she handed over a bowl of rice covered with two spoonfuls of previously fried vegetables.

Old Jiang has two sons, Jiang's father is the second.

After the old Jiangtou couple brought their two sons into a family, they accepted the lesson of the old Yang family and offered to separate the family.

Two years ago, the old lady passed away, and Lao Jiangtou, a widowed old man, was left to live in two old houses.

The two sons wanted to take their father over to live with them, but they couldn't bear the two daughter-in-laws.

Especially on Mother Jiang's side, she was even more formidable, and had a lot of trouble with Father Jiang every day.

In the end, it was all right. Old Jiangtou himself proposed that he would never go to anyone’s house, and there was no need for his two sons to be raised in turn. His request was that the two sons send him a certain amount of rations and rapeseed oil every year. .

He takes care of the vegetable garden by himself, and he can also raise a few chickens and ducks. The eggs of the chickens and ducks are exchanged for some living water money to buy some shredded tobacco for his own smoking.

Of course, during festivals, the two sons must have filial piety. He usually doesn't need them to take care of him if he has a headache, but if he breaks his arm or leg one day, or becomes ill, then he will I have to either come to bed and wait for the end.

So sending food tonight like this is actually beyond the rules, and it is an extra filial piety.

(End of this chapter)