Splendid peasant girl busy farming

6497 - More real

To make pork belly stewed bean shreds at night, these ingredients are complete.

"Where's third brother?" Bao Suyun asked, who hadn't seen him when he came from the front yard.

Yang Ruoqing raised her head and smiled at her: "My father is staying in his own room in the backyard, so as not to quarrel with the Jiang family later."

Bao Suyun understood, shook off her apron and started to work, but her ears kept paying attention to the movement outside, especially when she heard a dog barking outside, she was uneasy.

While working, Yang Ruoqing peeped at Bao Suyun from the corner of her eye.

Unexpectedly, Fifth Aunt should have typed no less than a hundred sentences politely refusing the Jiang family's dinner invitation, and each sentence was softer and softer than the previous one, trying to ensure that it can be delivered tactfully without being aggressive. A subtle feeling of dissatisfaction...

Alas, for Yang Ruoqing, this kind of communication is not as enjoyable as farting. Talking is like doing Tai Chi. Are you tired?
It's cool to have a shocking picture effect in one shot, Jiang family, wait.

"Fifth Aunt, come to the stove and help my mother stuff firewood, I will give you this throne."

Yang Ruoqing greeted again, but Bao Suyun was not polite, and sat down directly.

Bao Suyun found the sense of security that he had not seen for a long time only when he reached the mouth of the stove with the warm fire light.

"Mianmian, come here and help me peel the garlic." Yang Ruoqing ordered again.

"okay."

With things to do, Mianmian gradually became more at ease.

After a while, there was a knock on the door of the courtyard outside, and the sound of people talking could be heard vaguely.

The short-lived feeling of solidarity created with great difficulty in the kitchen was suddenly broken, because everyone recognized that it was Father Jiang's voice.

"It's time for dinner. Seeing that we didn't go, I came here to remind you." Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded with a smile, and put down her sleeves unhurriedly, "You don't need to come out, I'll just go and get rid of him."

Sun suddenly called her to stop, glanced at Bao Suyun and Mianmian, and reminded softly: "Qing'er, don't talk too much, we are relatives after all, save some face so we can meet each other in the future..."

None of their personalities are suitable to stand out at such a time, and the only one here who can put on a face and not be afraid of offending others is Yang Ruoqing.

So she volunteered to fight like a warrior, but at the same time, Mrs. Sun and the others inevitably took care of a lot.

Yang Ruoqing patted Sun's hand with a smile: "Don't worry, mother, I have a measure."

On the way to the front yard without haste, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but think of a sentence said by a great man:

Seek peace through compromise, and die peacefully.

Seek peace through struggle, and there will be peace.

Regardless of past life or present life, this sentence has always been the law of Yang Ruoqing's survival.Everyone is being human for the first time, why should I be round and greasy like a piece of sweet soap?Why do I have to be approachable when I have the conditions and capital to reduce dimensionality and attack others?
Still want to wait for the Jiang family to issue a good person card?

Go to hell!

When Yang Ruoqing came to the front yard, she found Mrs. Tan standing under the eaves leaning on a cane and 'staring' at the person who was knocking on the yard door.

"Who is it? Here it comes."

Yang Ruoqing quickly averted her eyes from Tan's body, and yelled towards the gate of the courtyard.

The sound outside the courtyard door paused, and then father Jiang's voice came: "Qing'er, right? I'm Father Xianjun."

Yang Ruoqing unhurriedly opened the courtyard door on one side. There was a lantern hanging under the lintel, and Father Jiang stood on a small piece of ground where the light fell, followed by Jiang Xianjun.

"It's you? What's the matter?" Yang Ruoqing asked intentionally, seeing where she was standing, she didn't mean to let people into the yard to talk at all.

Father Jiang was slightly surprised, but on his face he said calmly and politely: "Qing'er, we came over to say hello earlier, and now we have a bean shredded stall at my house, and we go to eat bean shredded rice at night."

"It's getting dark today, and the food has been cooked. None of you distinguished guests have arrived yet. I'll come and have a look."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "So it's because of this. I'm planning to go to the village to tell you. You'll save me trouble by coming here."

"What's the matter? Tell me what you say." Father Jiang's temper has always been very good, so good that he has no temper, so good that he will make peace with everything.

As a man, if you can't support your husband and don't have an overall view of the family, this is a failed man in itself.

It's not enough for a man to fail, but behind him is another younger, even more failed Jiang Xianjun.

"It's like this, my father can't go, he went to Lijia Village yesterday to drink too much, and now his stomach is not feeling well, so he fell asleep a long time ago."

"Huh? Why is this happening? Wasn't he still fine when we came here earlier?" Father Jiang asked.

"One moment and another, anyway, my dad can't fall asleep."

"As for me and my mother, we will naturally stay and take care of my father, and we won't go, so you go back."

Father Jiang froze at the door, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Jiang Xianjun was also a little embarrassed, he raised his head and looked around in a daze, his eyes glanced at Wufang.

"Xianjun, go and pick up your mother-in-law and Mianmian first."

Jiang's father thought of a way, planning to send Jiang Xianjun away to pick up Bao Suyun and the others, and when their mother and daughter came out later, Mrs. Sun and Yang Ruoqing might have to show some face.

Jiang Xianjun responded, and as soon as he lifted his foot, he heard Yang Ruoqing say: "Jiang Xianjun, you don't have to go to the fifth room to pick him up. My fifth aunt and Mianmian are having dinner at my house tonight, and they are in the kitchen in the backyard. You father and son should go back and treat them well." Other guests."

Jiang Xianjun looked at Yang Ruoqing in astonishment, not knowing what was going on for a moment.

After all, Jiang's father was old, and he could sense something from Yang Ruoqing's tone and manner of speaking.

He rubbed his hands with an apologetic smile: "Qing'er, we came here sincerely to invite you to eat bean shreds. It took me a whole day to spread out the bean shreds, and it was hard to buy some wine and vegetables for the night... You guys Why not? We are all relatives, right?"

"Let me in, I'll go to Xianjun's mother-in-law to invite me in person?"

Yang Ruoqing blocked the courtyard door and refused to budge, she squinted at Jiang Xianjun, but said the words deliberately for Jiang's father.

"Ming people don't speak dark words. Everyone is a native of Mianniu Mountain. There are rules for spreading beans."

"Since you have finished your work during the day, you should reward those who invite you to help at night. Those of us who don't care about it don't want to join in the fun, and we won't starve to death without that meal."

Father Jiang blushed and stood there rubbing his hands.

He had a guilty conscience about spreading bean shreds, because Jiang's mother insisted on not calling Mianmian to help, and Jiang's father had a fight with Jiang's mother in the morning, but Jiang's mother won again, and invited his own family to come over, what a fuss It's been a busy day.

At night, Jiang's father couldn't take it any longer, and insisted on buying a table of food and inviting Lao Yang's family to come and sit, otherwise he would be offended, so Jiang's mother let go.

Unexpectedly, the dinner that was originally scheduled was turned upside down in the blink of an eye, and this Yang Ruoqing directly brought up the matter of selling bean shreds.

His own luck was shattered, and the matter of Lao Yang's family's invitation to Tandousi...is serious!

(End of this chapter)