Touch a tone
"You must have read it wrong."

Yang Huazhong picked up the cigarette stick, got up and patted Sun on the shoulder: "Are you going to cook something early in the morning? Come on, I'll go with you and stuff you with firewood."

Sun said: "No need, just sleep a little longer, it's still early."

Kitchen work is naturally a woman's job, so how can you ask a man to do it?
"After taking a few puffs of cigarettes, I woke up and didn't sleep anymore." Yang Huazhong said.

"Then you can drink some tea and stroll casually." Sun said again.

Men, just wait to eat.

However, Yang Huazhong insisted on going to the kitchen to help stuff the firewood, and Sun couldn't refuse the reason he gave: "It's a bit cold in the morning, so I'll go stuff the firewood to warm my hands."

The child's mother is still in shock. Although he is dubious about what he said, she must still be in a panic. It must be impossible to have no one by her side.

"Come on, go to the kitchen."

Yang Huazhong stood up and walked towards the door, and Mrs. Sun followed.

It was already bright outside, and with Yang Huazhong's company, Sun's courage suddenly increased a lot.

When they arrived at the stove, they washed rice, cooked porridge, soaked red dates, peeled longan, and took out a few large sweet potatoes from the sawdust pool at the mouth of the stove, stuffed them into the stove and roasted them.

When Fuwa and Feng'er wake up later, the sweet potatoes can be baked just right. They are soft, glutinous and fragrant, and the grandchildren will definitely like them.

When the breakfast was half cooked, Yang Ruoqing hurried over.

"Mother, make two more bowls of rice in the morning, Tang Yazi and I will also come over to have breakfast, and let Xiaoan practice by the way."

Sun smiled and said, "Don't worry, I've prepared yours."

"Mother, Xiao An is going back to Qing'an County after breakfast, let me see what delicious food you have prepared for breakfast?"

Sun smiled and lifted the lid of the pot to show her what was being steamed in the steamer.

"Red jujube hair cake, corn buns, egg scrolls, dumplings stuffed with leek minced meat..."

"Wow, it's so rich, but it's just vegetarian, so I can't resist hunger."

"There is longan porridge boiled in the pot inside, and egg cakes will be pasted later." Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing conjured something from behind her like a conjurer: "Mother, I made these overnight last night, bring some here and steam them together for everyone to eat later."

"What is it?"

Mrs. Sun took it over and took a look, there were a bunch of moderately sized siu mai inside.

"You can eat as many as you see, what kind of siu mai is this?" she asked.

"Beef and shrimp siu mai, chunks of beef, whole shrimp, all unambiguous." Yang Ruoqing said.

The beef was sent over from slaughtered cattle at the Xiangjia Grassland a few years ago, and it was made into air-dried and smoked flavors and kept there.

Beef cubes are mixed with glutinous rice, which is perfect for wrapping siu mai.

Both Luo Baobao and Tuoba Xian, the grandfather and grandson, can't eat any fat. If pork belly is used for siu mai, they will definitely not eat it too greasy.

Although the cost of making beef is high, it tastes good and can be eaten by the whole family.

Moreover, the Luo family achieved financial freedom many years ago, and they can eat whatever they like, without considering the price at all.

When this batch of beef is finished, then go outside to buy it.

Sun happily steamed the siu mai and asked where Xiaoan was.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Before I practiced boxing with his niece, and then I went to talk to Tang Yazi."

Mrs. Sun nodded, and secretly glanced at Yang Huazhong who was at the mouth of the stove, hesitant to speak.

Yang Ruoqing understood what Mrs. Sun wanted to say, but the matter of Xiao An and He Lian'er could not be rushed.

Yang Huazhong seemed to be aware of it, he suddenly raised his head and said to Sun: "Turn back to Xiao An, you don't need to take the things you brought to the He family, let him pack lightly and go back to the military department!"

"What? My son's father, you won't change your mind and don't plan to send rice to the He family, right?" Sun was a little flustered, it's not good to go back and forth.

She was so anxious that she wanted to persuade her again, but Yang Ruoqing pressed her hand.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head at her to signal her not to rush to say a lot, because Yang Huazhong is definitely not the kind of person who counts money.

Sure enough, Yang Huazhong said dumbfoundedly: "Do I look like that kind of person? I'll let Xiao An say something later. By the end of the first lunar month, the visits to relatives and friends at home have come to an end, and the spring plowing has not yet fully started." , let's go to He's house together and pay our respects."

Just put the rice and other things in the carriage and take them with you. The two horse-drawn carriages will save Xiaoan and his fast horse from being troubled.

When Yang Huazhong's words fell into Sun's ears, it was like hearing the sounds of nature.

She was so happy that she couldn't believe it, she looked at Yang Ruoqing, and seeing Yang Ruoqing nodding her head, Sun was sure that she had heard correctly.

"Father, so you agreed to the two-end marriage proposed by Qing'er?" She couldn't wait to ask, "Then we are going to talk about this matter this time?"

Yang Huazhong frowned, his face still a little tangled.

"Why do you say that Tang Yazi talked to me about this before, um, it's really not possible, and we can only get married at both ends."

Sun was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth again, and the shadow that was frightened before was washed away by this great joy.

And Yang Ruoqing was also full of astonishment.

When did Tang Yazi become a lobbyist?

What on earth did he say to his father to make sense of his stubborn father?

Oops, thinking about herself, she has been living in self-confidence and feels that she is eloquent.

Unexpectedly, a mountain is higher than a mountain. Tang Yazi's wave is the most useful little train, more useful than Thomas and his friends.

"Qing'er remind your mother not to think too much. This trip is purely a New Year's greeting among the elders, and has nothing to do with the marriage of children."

It is estimated that the change before and after is a bit big, he did not agree to this proposal before, but now he offered to propose it again, Yang Huazhong looked a little unnatural.

Yang Ruoqing nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, Father, I will definitely remind my mother."

Only then did Yang Huazhong leave the kitchen with satisfaction, and handed over the task of stuffing firewood to Yang Ruoqing.

"What does your father mean?"

After Yang Huazhong left, Monk Sun Zhang was puzzled.

"He said that he was the one who paid New Year's greetings in the past, and he didn't mention marriage, so what did he do?" Sun asked again.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "Mother, what Dad said is to find a way for him to step down. Don't worry, since Dad went there in person, he will definitely mention the marriage of his children."

"But it's not appropriate to go directly to propose marriage as mother said."

"Because we have to find a tactful way to find out what the He family thinks about this matter. I proposed the marriage between the two ends, and I only mentioned it to you. The He family doesn't know. Let's do things." You can’t do everything, you have to ask people what they mean before discussing the next step.”

If the He family is willing to accept this proposal, it will be a hit, hello, hello, hello everyone.

But there are exceptions to everything.

If people don't like it, then you can't force others to make things difficult, right?
So, let's go to pay homage to the old age first, lass about homework, and get a taste of it.

(End of this chapter)

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