Splendid peasant girl busy farming

6474 - Can't ruin it

"Then... How much is it estimated that such a plate of beans will cost?" Sister Shuanzi picked up a bean with her chopsticks and asked again.

Ju'er thought for a while and reported a number.

Sister Shuanzi shook her hand, and the bean fell to the table.

She quickly picked it up and stuffed it into her mouth, "My God, this is too expensive, almost catching up with the price of pork, this can't be wasted."

Ju'er pursed her lips and smiled again, turning her head to look at Yang Huamei.

Yang Huamei looked dispirited, and the delicious food in front of her didn't seem attractive at all.

Although he was sitting at the table, Hun'er was probably still staying at Baimeizhai.

Ju'er sighed silently, the blow that my aunt has suffered is not small, and I'm afraid she won't be able to get out of it for a while.

Poor is pitiful, but when I think about it carefully, I understand that although it is hateful, my aunt also has an unshirkable responsibility.

In the past so many years, when most of the people around her were openly or secretly persuading her not to spoil her children so much, to teach her when she should be taught, and to be strict when she should be strict, my aunt didn't take it seriously, and only thought that everyone in the world They are narrow-minded, and they can't see the difference between her two sons.

The words that hang on my lips every day are "boys are just so naughty" "My Dabai is very smart, he can say anything tricky, full of heart..."

Up to now, is it considered that he has moved a brick and shot himself in the foot?

Yang Huamei put down her chopsticks after two mouthfuls of the meal. Sister Shuanzi had a good appetite, so she emptied the rest of the meal.

Touching her round belly, she let out a series of satisfied belches, and sighed: "Ju'er, it's a good thing I met you and gave us a full meal. After eating, most of my anger disappeared. Got the strength to walk home."

Ju'er smiled, and turned her gaze to Yang Huamei, her eyes were filled with worry.

"Auntie, are you all right now? Don't hide anything if you feel uncomfortable. I'll invite the doctor to come and take a look."

Yang Huamei shook her head, looking at Ju'er with gratitude and relief: "Ju'er, don't worry, Auntie is fine, she was just annoyed earlier, now she's gone."

"I've delayed you for so long, it's time for us to go back to the village, you can do your work, and go back to the village when you're free."

Although Yang Huamei insisted that she was fine and could run and walk, Ju'er still insisted and asked Chen Biao to get a carriage to take the two of them out of the south gate of the town.

Along the way, Yang Huamei was being polite to Chen Biao, asking him to send him out instead of returning to the village.

But Chen Biao got Ju'er's confession and insisted on sending the two of them to the entrance of the village.

After getting off the carriage, the two thanked Chen Biao again and invited him to drink tea at Old Wang's house. Chen Biao found a reason to decline, and Yang Huamei didn't force it.

In the current situation, I don't have the heart to invite people to come in as guests. When Ju'er and the others go back to their mother's house next time, please come over for tea!

Chen Biao turned the car around and did not immediately go back to the restaurant in town, but came to Luo's house and told Yang Ruoqing everything that happened today.

These are also what Ju'er means.

"Well, I know everything. You go back and tell Ju'er that she is doing the right thing. In addition, you should pay attention to safety on the road."

Yang Ruoqing sent Chen Biao to the gate of the yard, and gave instructions with a smile.

Chen Biao smiled, got into the carriage, and drove away.

The moment she turned around, the smile on Yang Ruoqing's face disappeared without a trace.

The main purpose of Auntie's visit to Baimeizhai today should be to remind Dabai to pay off his debts, right?

But when he mentioned the pig's head, he fainted from anger. It seemed that there was no time to remind Dabai to repay the debt.

I really gave birth to an enemy. The son who is held in the palm of my hand and doted on has grown up to become such a ghost. Who is to blame?

At night, Yang Ruoqing came to her parents' house to have dinner with her parents.

Here, she has to reiterate to everyone that although she runs to her mother's house twice in three days, and still eats at her mother's house, she is not gnawing on the old.

She will always make it up to her parents in other ways, it won't be too obvious, even when her parents don't pay attention, she will definitely not let her parents suffer.

People like the kind of people who pretend to be 'go home often' or 'have dinner with parents' but don't get rid of anything are actually fake filial piety, and they are gnawing at the old in disguise. She despises that kind of people the most.

No, Yang Huaming also came over to help Sun cook the dinner and put it on the table, so he smoked an extra pair of chopsticks and opened a jar of wine. It happened that he also ate pork head meat at night (During the day, Mrs. Sun killed it. Yang Ruoqing knew that Yang Huazhong hadn't eaten pig's head meat for a long time, so he specially bought half a pig's head and brought it here).

"Fourth, you have a lucky meal tonight, let's eat pork head meat."

Yang Huazhong filled the wine cup in front of Yang Huaming.

Yang Huaming had long been seduced by the smell of wine and meat, and his heart was in full bloom.

"Third brother, I like this one, pork head meat with wine, tsk tsk, gods are not as chic and happy as me!"

"Since that's the case, what are you waiting for? Come on, let's go first!"

The old brother pushed a cup to change a cup, a mouthful of pork head and a mouthful of wine.

Yang Ruoqing and Mrs. Sun also picked up the bowls and chopsticks, picking and eating the lean meat from the pig's head.

For the half of the pig's head, Yang Ruoqing also ordered the pig's tongue, stewed it together, and then stir-fried it with ginger, aniseed, dried peppers, etc. It was so exciting that it burned half a pot.

Another bowl of radish was stir-fried next to it, and I made a dish of sauce. At first, I thought that Mrs. Tan would not eat it because she was afraid of spicy food. In the end, Mrs. Tan insisted on not touching the radish with one chopstick, and ate most of the half-thin and half-fat pork head. Bowl, still exclaiming happily.

"This is how you want to eat pork head meat. It's been a long time since I've eaten so much."

Tan held the bowl and clicked his mouth.

Yang Huazhong was satisfied.

Yang Huaming's cheeks turned red from drinking, and he said to Tan with a smile: "Mother's teeth are really good. If I can have good teeth like my mother when I am 70 years old, it will be really worth it."

Tan raised her eyebrows proudly, "Looking at the whole village, there are no more than three people who have lived to my age with teeth like mine."

"Of the three, one is grandma and the other is my grandfather. Our old Yang family has two places." Yang Ruoqing said.

Mrs. Tan was not happy when she heard Lao Yang's name.

"Why mention that old bastard? He is no longer from our old Yang family." She said.

Yang Huaming stared, "Mother, even if father is not from our old Yang family, he is from Changping Village, but after all, the old man went to Yongxian for half a year, right? Yongxian didn't send a letter back, no Do you know how this old man is doing now?"

Yang Huazhong was playing with the wine jar in his hand, squinting at Yang Huaming: "What? You haven't quarreled with the old man for half a year, are you uncomfortable?"

Yang Huaming chuckled, "Third Brother is drunk, talking about wine, I don't love anything in my life, I just fight with the old man, that's a crutch that I'll never understand!"

(End of this chapter)