Splendid peasant girl busy farming

6589 - Is there any size

"Third Uncle, I'll just take a sip and see what it tastes like!"

Not only did he not put the wine cup back, but he started haggling with Yang Huazhong, who was smiling.

This time, Yang Huazhong was taken aback, he was already upset with this kid in his heart, and it was Sun who tried to persuade him before the meal, so he suppressed his anger and didn't say anything that spoiled the scenery.

"Are you just curious about what these grown-ups eat and drink? If your curiosity is a little bit more focused on studying, not to mention raising people, at least you should take the exam for a scholar?"

As soon as Yang Huazhong said this, he pasted a demon-suppressing talisman on Xiao Hei's celestial spirit cover, and instantly beat him back to his original form—a mangy dog ​​with frowning eyebrows and tail between his legs.

Lao Suntou and Wang Hongquan looked at each other, both of them were a little embarrassed.

Mrs. Sun didn't know what to say, sitting there fighting like a bull, she could only quietly tug at the corner of Yang Huazhong's clothes, trying to silently pass on some information to him, so that he would stop getting angry and save Xiao Hei some face.

As for Yang Ruoqing, she was eating and drinking enough to watch the excitement with a smile on her hands.

Xiao Hei is really a master at killing people. After a meal, there are many situations, one wave of unrest and another wave. In the end, he still hit the muzzle of Yang Huazhong's gun, right?
"I've been holding back so I didn't talk about you. I've been watching your performance silently. Soon, a 15-year-old boy will be as tall as my uncle. Why are you so ignorant? After eating a meal, you will be so tall. You still don't know how to restrain yourself? You also want to grab your master's wine cup? Do you have a size?"

"cough……"

The old grandson coughed dryly on purpose, "Third son, forget it, he's still a child, it's nothing..."

Wang Hongquan also smiled dryly, "Old Uncle Sun, it's all right, uncle taught nephew to be right and proper, and the third child is also good for Xiao Hei."

The old grandson didn't say anything more.

Yang Ruoqing saw that Mrs. Sun was more embarrassed than anyone else there, so she sent Mrs. Sun: "Mother, go and get some food for my Gagong, his food is cold."

Mrs. Sun's attention was also easily diverted, and she immediately got up and went to the kitchen, and took away Wang Hongquan and Yang Huazhong's bowls before leaving.

Yang Ruoqing didn't help Sun, but continued to sit at the table and watch the follow-up.

Afterwards, Yang Huazhong's stubborn temper came up. Although he let go of Xiao Hei's hand, the rebuke box also opened up.

"I heard from your mother that you came back this trip specially for your father's birthday. It's good that you have such filial piety. Now that your father's birthday has been celebrated, he also came to visit your mother-in-law and us. Then I will send you back to the school in the afternoon as the end of the year is approaching, and the studies in the school should be busier, so you shouldn't delay too much!"

Xiao Hei listened to Yang Huazhong's words with his head drooped, with his left ear going in and his right ear coming out.

The last two words suddenly made him terrified, he suddenly raised his head and said to Yang Huazhong: "No, I can't go back to school today!"

"What?"

"I haven't eaten the old duck that my aunt sent yesterday. My mother said that the old duck soup stewed with soybeans is nourishing..."

Yang Huazhong couldn't bear it any longer, and cut off Xiao Hei's words in a rude manner: "Make up for your size, you're so fat and you still want to eat?"

Xiao Hei yelled: "If I don't eat it, it will be a waste!"

"Fart!" Yang Huazhong slapped the table heavily: "Your father, don't your father and mother have long mouths? Can't they kill and eat during the Chinese New Year? Do you have to delay your studies to wait for an old duck?"

Xiao Hei's mouth was tightly pursed into a branch line, his head drooped and he stood on the spot without saying a word.

"Is it more important to eat ducks or study?" Yang Huazhong took a deep breath and asked again.

Xiao Hei buried his head even deeper, and even bent his back.

Wang Hongquan watched from the sidelines, feeling sorry for his grandson and helpless.

This child really cares about his appetite, is it because he is growing up?

Seeing this, the old grandson who was sitting across from him began to smooth things over again: "Third brother, let's not say a few words, Xiao Hei must understand in his heart at such an age, naturally he knows that studying is more important, right Xiao Hei?"

Xiao Hei glanced at Old Sun's head, but remained silent.

This really pissed off Yang Huazhong, he wanted to slap Xiao Hei when he raised his hand.

Xiao Hei was so frightened that he hugged his head in both hands and almost shrank under the table. Wang Hongquan also panicked, stretched out his arms to protect Xiao Hei, and shouted even more panicked: "The third child can't hit!"

"Father, calm down!"

At this time, Yang Ruoqing also finished watching the play and stood up.

Yang Huazhong still maintained the posture of raising his hand. The scene in front of him made him hesitate for a while, and finally lowered his arm in resentment.

He rushed to the door of the main room in three steps and called Yang Huamei to Tan's guest room.

Soon Yang Huamei ran out, "What's the matter, third brother?"

Yang Huazhong pointed to the main room and said to Yang Huamei: "I've eaten the meal, you, hurry up and take Xiao Hei away, I don't want to see that kid for a moment!"

Yang Huamei was dumbfounded, and froze in place, confused.

Mrs. Tan also followed after hearing the sound. Yang Huazhong's words made the old lady very upset.

"Third brother, are you drinking too much cat urine and talking nonsense? Is there such a thing as turning away customers?" The old lady scolded Yang Huazhong furiously when she came up.

Yang Huazhong's face was covered with frost, and there was a dark cloud above his head.

"I don't even want to talk about him. Take him back to kill the old duck and simmer the soup to make up for it. Don't study. I have to teach him to study hard. That kid can't stick to the wall with mud. You and Shuanzi really burns too much money, is it because the students who are studying can't see it now? It would be nice to come back to farm as soon as possible!"

After Yang Huazhong scolded Yang Huamei severely, he was so angry that he walked away with his hands behind his back.

After he returned to the main room, he greeted Old Sun Tou, and was dragged back to the backyard to rest (to calm his anger) by Mrs. Sun.

Yang Ruoqing put the old grandson's rice in front of him, "Grandpa, take a few mouthfuls of rice, a full stomach is not good for your health."

As for Wang Hongquan, Yang Ruoqing also casually tried to persuade her, but she knew that Wang Hongquan must have lost his appetite.

Because Yang Huamei is here.

When Yang Huamei heard Yang Huazhong's words earlier, she vaguely guessed half of them. Now that she came to the main room and asked Yang Ruoqing, she immediately understood the cause and effect.

As for Xiao Hei, when he saw his mother coming, he immediately gained confidence, "Mother, third uncle trained me..."

Yang Huamei rushed up to him and slapped him hard on the face.

Xiao Hei was stupefied at the time of the beating, covering his face and looking at Yang Huamei in surprise, with panic in his eyes, followed by stubbornness and anger.

"You bastard, you only know how to eat and eat. You have eaten up the house. You gnawed me, peeled and ate the meat, cramped and deboned. Come on, come and eat me!"

Yang Huamei patted Xiao Hei's shoulders and back like raindrops with crazy hands, crying, cursing and jumping, her hair was loose, and she looked like a lunatic. The others were also shocked by Yang Huamei's manic behavior.

(End of this chapter)