Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Snake soup and ox gallbladder
After the initial shock, the women gradually calmed down a bit.

Dasun is a butcher who is used to making a living with white knives in and red knives out, and she is also the most courageous of the three women.

She gritted her teeth, stretched out her hand and took a piece of fresh snake joke and looked at it in her hand.

"Ah, it looks similar to a rice field eel, it's just thicker, sister-in-law, sister, take a look, don't you?"

She stretched out the snake joke in front of Wang Cuilian and Sun Shi, and now, Wang Cuilian and Sun Shi, who had finally stabilized, scattered and fled in fright.

"Oh, her aunt, you are such a coward!" Wang Cuilian scolded with a smile.

Sun's face was also pale, but she couldn't laugh or cry: "Sister, can you stop being scary? My sister-in-law and I are afraid of that thing, please put it back quickly."

Seeing the pitiful look of the two of them, Da Sun smiled triumphantly.

Blacksmith Luo also raised a finger and pointed at Mrs. Sun, shaking his head while laughing.

Yang Huazhong is his brother-in-law, but he didn't dare to do anything to his elder sister, so he could only pretend he didn't see it.

As for Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing who were busy working, they looked at each other with a smile, and at the same time quickened the movements of their hands, trying to let the big guys eat hot rice and drink delicious snake soup earlier.

When the snake soup is stewed, not to mention the kitchen, even the backyard is filled with a strong fragrance.

Blacksmith Luo went over and invited Old Suntou and Father Xiaojie to eat together, while Wang Cuilian filled two bowls and sent one to each of Bao Suyun and Cao Bamei's.

"Father, do you want to send a bowl to my grandma?" Yang Ruoqing discussed with Yang Huazhong.

Yang Huazhong thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "It's fine with your grandma. Now that it's getting hotter, she doesn't eat at night. But..."

"But what?"

"If there is enough snake soup, I can send a bowl to your grandfather."

The old man has always been very irritable and short-tempered, always angry, cursing and beating others.

He even got sick from missing Yun Ya and soiled the sheets several times...

Since snake meat is cool in nature, it can clear eyesight and get rid of evil fire, maybe the old man will calm down after eating it?
It's just that it's really inconvenient to break up these words with my daughter.

Who is Yang Ruoqing?How could she fail to see the meaning hidden in Yang Huazhong's words?
Immediately, she nodded and said, "Okay, then give me a bowl."

"There is also my little grandpa. Let's also send a bowl to honor his old man. My grandpa owes a lot of things to him for taking care of him."

Yang Huazhong was naturally happy when he heard this. He originally meant this, but he didn't speak because of two reasons.

One is because snake meat is rare and difficult to obtain, and my daughter's family can't often eat it.

Secondly, it was because the son-in-law got it back. Although the son-in-law is an open-minded person, Yang Huazhong, the father-in-law, didn't want to do more about borrowing flowers to offer Buddha.

Now that Qing'er has proposed it herself, Yang Huazhong is naturally happy to see it succeed.

"That's naturally better. If you have a heart, your little grandpa will definitely be pleased." Yang Huazhong said.

There was only so much snake meat, and after sending so much to Lao Yang's house, it would be fine for him to eat as many as he wanted later, Yang Huazhong thought to himself.

However, Yang Ruoqing saw through his little thoughts again.

But this time she just pursed her lips and smiled, but didn't say anything.

After scooping out the part that was given away and putting it into another small pot, the rest of the big pot will be eaten by the family members.

At this time, Wang Cuilian had already recovered, and had come to help set the dishes.

Yang Ruoqing whispered a few words in her ear, Wang Cuilian smiled and nodded understandingly, "Don't worry, I'll take care of you, Auntie."

Then, Yang Ruoqing went with Luo Fengtang to prepare the snake soup that needed to be delivered.

Pack the bowls, put them in an insulated food box, and put a few food boxes in the basket. Luo Fengtang is holding it in his hand, and Yang Ruoqing is holding a lantern. The couple go out together to deliver it.

"Qing'er, are you going to deliver it now? It's not too late to deliver it after you finish eating." Mrs. Sun followed suit.

Yang Ruoqing smiled lightly and shook her head: "It's meal time now, and it's time to add some food to them when I send it over. Mother, you eat first, and we'll be back in a while."

When Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang brought Old Yang over, they didn't go in, but stood outside the courtyard and called Yu Xingkui out.

"We won't go in, lest my grandfather get annoyed when he sees me."

Yang Ruoqing handed the bowl to Yu Xingkui, "Take this snake soup to calm down my grandfather, he is too restless."

Yu Xingkui smiled awkwardly.

"Is my grandfather doing well these days?"

Whether this is good or not, and what aspect it refers to, everyone understands.

Yu Xingkui still smiled awkwardly, "It's always inevitable in spring."

It's really not easy to go deeper into this topic, so Yang Ruoqing said to Yu Xingkui: "Just wash the bowl and bring it to my father, you don't need to make a special trip."

Yu Xingkui nodded, watched the two of them go away, and then returned to the courtyard with the bowl.

In the wing room, Lao Yang was sitting on the bed and leaning against the head of the bed smoking a dry cigarette.

Yu Xingkui came in with a bowl in his hand, the strong smell of meat forced his way through the pungent smell of smoke, and instantly dominated all the smells in the room.

"What's the matter? It's so fragrant."

Even Lao Yangtou temporarily put down his pipe and lifted his eyelids to Ziwen.

Yu Xingkui brought the bowl to the bed, "It's snake soup, which was brought by Qing'er and Tang Yazi earlier."

"They?"

Old Yang raised his eyebrows, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a mocking arc.

"Old Uncle Yang, if you can't eat it, I'll take it back and put it away, and I'll heat it up for you tomorrow?"

Yu Xingkui asked tentatively, from the reaction of Old Yang just now, he felt that there was a high possibility that the old man would not eat.

It's not that the old man doesn't like to eat, but that the old man has been angry with the rest of Lao Yang's family these days.

No matter what ingredients they brought, the old man ate very little. He deliberately starved himself to scare the third and fourth children and force them to bring Yunya back quickly.

But the third and fourth changed their strategy this time, if they didn't insist on fighting with the old man, they would just procrastinate. Why, let alone this trick really worked.

"Why are you taking it away? How can I tell you that I won't eat it?"

Just when Yu Xingkui couldn't wait for Lao Yangtou to respond and was about to take the things away, Lao Yangtou suddenly raised his eyes and asked him angrily.

Yu Xingkui turned back again and looked at the old man in surprise: "Old Uncle Yang, do you want to eat? That's great, here are the chopsticks."

Old Yang snorted, took the chopsticks, rubbed them against the corner of his clothes habitually, and then stabbed the chopsticks into the bowl, stirring it like a river and sea.

"It's their people that I can't get used to, and they don't have any grudges against food, so why don't they eat it?"

(End of this chapter)