Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 705 Taste the early adopters (four more)

The remaining two acres of land were not planted with rice seedlings.

It's been deserted there.

Old Yang's head **** urged.

The couple fart when the old Yang's head.

Old Yang was so angry that he was too lazy to care.

So, in today's Dragon Boat Festival, listening to the front yard and back yard, everyone is busy making rice dumplings for the festival.

Yang Huaming and Liu Shi couldn't sit still.

Yang Huaming said to Mrs Liu, "Go, come back with the third sister-in-law and borrow some glutinous rice and red dates, and let's make zongzi for the festival too!"

Liu shi sat on the stool holding the third girl, and pouted at Yang Huaming.

"All these dwarves have to send me? I want to borrow it from you, or we won't eat it if you don't borrow it!" she said.

"Don't eat?" Yang Huaming smiled.

Pointing at Liu Shi: "Just you gluttonous woman, can you control your mouth and not eat zongzi?"

Liu Shi sneered: "I'll tell you Yang Huaming, I really can handle it!"

After saying that, Liu shi picked up the third girl and left the house with her butt twisted.

Yang Huaming was left alone in the room sulking.

He lifted his foot and kicked over a stool, causing the two girls beside him to shrink into a ball.

Yang Huaming's eyes flashed, and he said to the two daughters, "You two, you are not allowed to go anywhere today, just squatting at the door of your third uncle's kitchen in the backyard."

"Go back and get zongzi, and take it back to honor you and me, do you know?"

The two girls shrank their necks in fright and ran out of the house in a hurry.

"Niang Xipi's, a house of money-losing goods, when will it be a head!"

Yang Huaming scolded and kicked a small ponytail on the side.

Here, Mrs. Liu took the three girls out of the house and looked at the two stoves in the yard.

At the door of the stove in the main house, Mrs. Jin was squatting on the ground and brushing the reed leaves.

In the small kitchen opposite, Bao Suyun was chopping meat inside.

"Hmph, you are all exhausted and exhausted. Even if I am not exhausted, I can still eat zongzi."

Liu Shi secretly snorted, turned around holding the third girl, and headed towards the front yard.

Going straight to the door of Yang Hua'an's house in the front yard, Mrs. Liu freed up a hand and swept a strand of bangs in front of her forehead.

Then, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

Yang Huaan's lazy voice came from inside, and he was still sleeping late when he heard it.

"Brother, it's me."

There was a rustling sound inside, and soon, Yang Huaan came over and opened the door.

Seeing Liu's holding the third girl standing at the door of the house, Yang Huaan was stunned, and then smiled.

"Yo, is it the fourth sibling?" he asked with a smile.

Eyes, glanced at Liu Shi's body.

The woman in front of me is about 24 or [-] years old.

Although the complexion is a bit dark and the face is a little freckled, the figure is not bad.

There are curves, and it can be considered exquisite.

Although it is far inferior to that of the fifth younger brother and sister's slender waist, it is more than a hundred times better than that of the deaf and dumb mother-in-law.

"Fourth younger sister, what's the matter with you? Your sister-in-law is making rice dumplings in the kitchen in the backyard!" Yang Huaan said again.

Liu Shi smiled at Yang Huaan and said, "I know that my sister-in-law is busy in the kitchen. She is the third girl. If she wants to play with the uncle, I will bring her here."

Yang Huaan was surprised, and then glanced at Liu's arms, a girl who was more than seven months old.

A child with a big fart, no one can recognize it, but also know that he is going to play with the uncle?

Bullshit!

Yang Huaan smiled and stretched out his hand towards the third girl, "Yoyo, is the third girl still so rare uncle? Come on, uncle hug, let's eat candy!"

A seven-month-old child is the time to 'recognize birth'.

Seeing Yang Huaan stretch out his hand, his mouth twitched, he turned around crying and put his face on Liu's shoulder to cry.

"Oh, I'm squeamish again, this child should be beaten!"

Liu Shi laughed and scolded, and lightly patted the little butt of the third girl a few times.

Holding the child, he entered Yang Huaan's house.

Yang Huaan also took advantage of the situation to close the door...

Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, and craftsmen are celebrating the festival at home.

The restaurant is also closed for one day today.

In the small stove room next to the east house.

Yang Huazhou is helping Bao Suyun make dumplings.

The man squatted at the door of the stove, stuffed firewood into the stove, and looked up at his beautiful daughter-in-law from time to time.

All eyes are full of happiness.

At this time last year, he was still a bachelor.

I didn't expect that at this time of the year, I was going to be a father soon.

This day is getting more and more enjoyable.

Over there, Bao Suyun glanced at Yang Huazhou while chopping bacon.

Seeing him peeking at her, she pursed her lips and smiled.

"What are you looking at? Your daughter-in-law doesn't recognize you?" she asked.

Yang Huazhou grinned: "Hey, I recognize it, I can't see enough."

Two red clouds rose on Bao Suyun's cheeks, glanced at the door of the kitchen, and said to Yang Huazhou in a low voice, "Keep your voice down, if someone listens, you can't even laugh at us!"

Yang Huazhou grinned slyly.

Thinking of something, Yang Huazhou asked Bao Suyun: "Yesterday you went back to Baojia Village to give the Dragon Boat Festival gift. Your sister-in-law didn't say anything about you, did she?"

Bao Suyun was startled.

Immediately understand what the man means.

Since she and the fifth one moved to the town, the fifth one has also made purchases in the restaurant.

Every time my sister-in-law came back to town, she had to borrow money from her.

Every time I used Dabao as an excuse, I borrowed [-] yuan or [-] yuan.

Borrowed and not repaid...

Later, she found a reason to decline.

"This time I went back to give the Dragon Boat Festival, and it happened that my brother was at home. In front of my brother, my sister-in-law didn't say anything."

Bao Suyun said.

Yang Huazhou nodded.

"What about Dabao? Does Dabao still like the food you brought back?" he asked again.

Mentioning this, Bao Suyun's face showed a gratified smile.

"I like it, but my favorite is the chicken cake that Qing'er sent." She said.

Yang Huazhou smiled and said, "That's what Tang Yazi made. Now that Tang Yazi has gone to join the army, she can't eat it if she wants to."

Bao Suyun clicked his tongue and said, "Tang Yazi and Qing'er, you are right, both of them are ingenious."

"Hey, it was the first time I saw Tang Yazi before, and I thought he was such a cold person, how could I get along with Qing'er?"

Hearing Bao Suyun's words, Yang Huazhou smiled.

"In this world, there is no cold person, but it's the object of his warmth, not us..." said the man.

Bao Suyun was stunned for a moment, "What you said is really reasonable. Oh, it's just different after purchasing?"

Yang Huazhou laughed.

Bao Suyun looked at the glutinous rice and bacon in front of her, and said to Yang Huazhou, "I make a lot of food, so let's send some to my parents later."

"I'll send some to a few rooms, and to Qing'er Gapo, I'm going to send some too."

Yang Huazhou said: "Forget about the second and fourth rooms, one will not go back to the village during the festival. The other is delicious and lazy, I would rather feed the dog than give it to the fourth room!"

Bao Suyun said, "Two nieces have to give them a taste of it."

Yang Huazhou nodded: "Well, it's up to you to call the shots, but Qinger Gapo and the others came all the way from the mountains and are relatives with us."

"The third brother and the third sister-in-law are so helpful to us. It's time to send some to the second elder of the Sun family."

The young couple made up their minds and worked together to make zongzi.

In the backyard, Yang Ruoqing and the Sun family were also busy making rice dumplings together.

In the past ten years, there has never been a rich Dragon Boat Festival.

(End of this chapter)