Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Little Ginger and Old Ginger
Yang Huazhong didn't really want to go to sleep, he was a busy person, unless he was sick or drunk and dizzy, otherwise he would not be used to lying on the bed and sleeping in such a clear day.

"Father, just listen to my mother, go to sleep for a while, and make sure you feel different when you wake up."

Yang Ruoqing also helped to persuade.

Yang Huazhong pondered for a while, then glanced at Tan's dark face from the corner of his eye.

If I don't go to sleep, I'm afraid I have to coax the old lady, otherwise I will definitely not be able to expose this confrontation.

"It's okay, my brain really hurts so much, I can sleep as soon as I sleep!"

Yang Huazhong put away the pipe and went to the backyard, and Mrs. Sun also went to help him make the bed and fold the quilt.

Only Mrs. Tan and Yang Ruoqing were left in the main room.

Tan murmured: "It's really pitiful for people to grow old. They are disgusted everywhere. If you don't say a word well, you have to be contradicted. If you contradict, no one will make decisions for you. Hey, why bother!"

Yang Ruoqing came behind Tan Shi with a smile, and lightly pinched Tan Shi's shoulder: "Grandma, why are you saying these self-pitying words? This is not like your style!"

"Besides, my father doesn't call it contradicting. He's always trying to reason with you. The purpose is to let you enjoy a few more years of happiness. Don't worry so much. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Fuck you too Endless."

Yang Ruoqing rubbed and comforted Tan Shi, her eyes were still paying attention to the changes in Tan Shi's face.

I don't know if it was the words that made a difference, or the rubbing technique between her fingers made Tan very comfortable, anyway, Tan's complexion is much better than before.

"Besides, my father has been busy for the past few days, and he just came back non-stop today, he is exhausted."

"You heard it before, grandma. He has a headache, otherwise he wouldn't go to sleep. So, let's be considerate and considerate of him, and don't care about words. We are all a family. Grandma, you say yes Do not?"

Yang Ruoqing asked twice but got no response from Mrs. Tan.

She looked down, good guy, the old lady squinted her eyes and looked enjoying.

"If you can pinch my shoulder for half an hour, I'll let this matter go." Tan said abruptly.

Yang Ruoqing paused for a moment, and then laughed.

"Grandma, in half an hour, not only will my hands be crippled, but a layer of skin on your old shoulders will also be rubbed off. Let's take a step back, how about a stick of incense?"

"make a deal!"

Ginger is still old and hot. This afternoon, Yang Ruoqing, the little ginger, still couldn't beat Tan Shi's old ginger, and it was enough to squeeze her shoulders for a stick of incense.

Knocking, pushing, pinching, kneading, pressing, eighteen kinds of martial arts all come in handy.

Serving Mrs. Tan comfortably, her face became a little more rosy.

When Mrs. Sun came over from the backyard, Mrs. Tan opened one eye and asked her, "What's wrong with the old third's brain? Can it be done after a night's sleep? If it doesn't work, you have to call the doctor."

Sun's face was full of astonishment.

Is the old lady caring about the third child?

But the old man had obviously contradicted her old man before, and he was still very guilty when he lay down.According to the past habits, even if the old lady didn't make a fuss, she should be sulking in her own room at this moment.

"Look at your mother, I didn't mean her, she's just like an idiot, my mother-in-law doesn't know how to respond to her questions, hey!"

Tan shi pointed at Sun shi and Yang Ruoqing who were behind her and complained while shaking her head.

Yang Ruoqing also smiled wryly at this.

It's not to blame Mrs. Sun for being dumb, it's because the coercion of your wicked mother-in-law over the past decades has left a shadow in their hearts, so you always show me a few words now, and that kind of impact is very shocking to them Strong, but not able to react anytime and anywhere.

Yang Huazhong had a good night's sleep, and he felt much better after waking up.

The first thought that flashed through his mind was to go to Tan's house to find a chance to make amends and say a few words of relief.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Tan was not in the house, but sitting beside the firewood stack in the yard, with a small copper stove for warming hands on her lap, and a gourd ladle in the other hand, which contained whole grains. She was feeding the chickens and ducks, and the chickens and ducks were feeding around her feet, quacking and clucking, very happy.

On the other side, Mrs. Sun was collecting shoes, the sun was about to set in the mountains, and there was a long red cloud in the sky, like a cuff left by a fairy, it was really beautiful.

Yang Huazhong was in a good mood, greeted Mrs. Sun, and walked towards Mrs. Tan...

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It's the Laba Festival soon, and Mrs. Sun has prepared all kinds of ingredients for Laba porridge in advance.

Mothers are like this, they will keep a word of their children inadvertently in their hearts.

No, Yang Ruoqing inadvertently mentioned that she wanted to eat candied date rice the night before, no, early in the morning, Mrs. Sun came over and asked her to eat candied date rice.

On the table, Mrs. Sun specially found a large plate, and used a bowl to pack the candied date rice in advance, pressed it firmly, and then put it upside down on the plate.

Honey-colored glutinous rice, candied dates are the essence.

Raisins, red beans, and hawthorn are garnishes.

After the pot, the wild locust flower honey is polished and fragrant, the white and clean porcelain plate, the beautifully shaped jujube rice, with chopsticks and spoons on the side, the sense of ceremony is full!
"See if it's what you said?"

Mrs. Sun took off her apron and put it on the back of a nearby chair, and asked Yang Ruoqing with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing nodded vigorously, "Mother, I dreamed of eating jujube rice in my dreams last night. I didn't expect to be able to eat it when I opened my eyes today. I am so happy!"

A child with a mother is so happy, no matter how old he is, as long as he returns to his mother, he can take off the mask and be himself again.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Sun's eyebrows and eyes were crooked with a smile.

"Then eat it while it's hot, it won't taste good if it's cold." Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, grabbed a spoon and scooped up a large piece, but brought it to Mrs. Sun: "Mother, try it first."

"I have a toothache, you eat what you eat..." Sun smiled and turned her face away.

I didn't cook too much, so I cooked two dishes, one for my daughter and one for my mother-in-law.

"Mum, eat it together, or I won't eat it." Yang Ruoqing habitually played petty temper.

Mrs. Sun had no choice but to take a sip.

As if taking this bite was like doing a heinous thing, eating it in his mouth, it was obviously sweet, but his face wrinkled into a bitter gourd: "You child, let me eat it, what are you eating!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and did not defend herself.

On the side, Yang Huazhong watched this scene with joy while holding a pipe.

Yang Ruoqing's bowl of water was flat, she fed Yang Huazhong another mouthful, and then sat back to eat by herself.

Yang Huazhong and Mrs. Sun had sweet mouths and sweet hearts, and the family sat down to have breakfast.

Although there was a large plate full of candied dates rice in front of Tan Shi himself, the taste in his mouth was not as normal.

Her eyes turned back and forth on the family of three in front of her, and she suddenly understood where Yang Huamei had lost.

Only halfway through breakfast, Yang Huamei came over.

"Sister-in-law three, are you having breakfast?"

"Mei'er is here? Have you eaten yet?" Mrs. Sun hurriedly stood up to greet her.

Yang Ruoqing also greeted Yang Huamei with a smile.

(End of this chapter)