Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 7182 Little Grandpa

The old man muttered, he picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks and put it to his mouth, looking at it again and again.

"Eh? I thought it was stewed chicken, what is this...?"

"Eel? No, it's not that thick. Could it be..."

"Snake." Yu Xingkui reminded with a smile on the side.

Old Yang was stunned, "No wonder, this is really a rare thing, I have to eat it! Snake meat is dragon meat, eating it will prolong your life, so I can wait until my Yunya comes back to see me!"

When Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang came to the house of the little old Yangtou in the south of the village to deliver snake soup, the little old Yangtou was cooking supper in the dark kitchen with black smoke bubbling from the chimney.

The main room and several side rooms are pitch-black, and I can't even light a soybean oil lamp, let alone a candle.

"Grandpa is too thrifty."

Seeing this, Luo Fengtang couldn't help sighing softly.

But Yang Ruoqing said: "If you don't work hard, you can't do it. His only grandson has had bad luck in the past two years, and he has not been able to make money. In addition, the granddaughter-in-law has given birth to two more children. The family expenses are high. The support for the little grandfather must not be as good as before."

"Plus, that ungrateful little bastard Yongbai doesn't care about grandpa anymore, and grandpa still relies on the money my cousin brought from Xiushui Town to buy some wine!"

Speaking of this, I have to mention Yang Huazhong and the others.

They are little old Yangtou's nephews, and they also take care of little old Yangtou. Take Yang Huazhong as an example, he will send rice and oil to little old Yangtou almost every quarter.

Mrs. Sun, Bao Suyun and the others also often deliver food to little old Yangtou, or come to help wash clothes and mend them.

"Stop talking, I'm going to shout."

Yang Ruoqing said, and then called to the kitchen: "Grandpa."

Immediately there was a response from the little old Yang in the kitchen: "Which one?"

"Grandpa, it's me, I'm Qing'er."

"Sunny?"

Soon, little old Yang came out of the kitchen.

Although he is several years younger than old Yangtou, the little old Yangtou looks much older than old Yangtou, and his back is bent.

"Yeah, Qing'er? Tang Yazi? Why are you here tonight?"

Little old Yang was very surprised and hurried to invite people to the main room.

Yang Ruoqing stopped him, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, don't be so busy, why don't we go in and sit down, and bring you a bowl of snake soup to taste."

"Huh? Did you give it to me?"

When the little old Yang saw the big bowl in Luo Fengtang's hand, he was very surprised, and even more delighted and grateful.

Yang Ruoqing gave Luo Fengtang a wink, and Luo Fengtang directly sent the bowl into the stove.

Yang Ruoqing then said to little old Yang Tou: "Grandpa, go find a clean bowl to put it in, and we'll take the dirty bowl back directly."

"Eh, okay, okay."

Little old Yang hurried back to the kitchen to find a bowl, and Yang Ruoqing followed.

While little old Yangtou and Luo Fengtang were transferring the snake soup, Yang Ruoqing looked around the kitchen, and when she saw the contents in the pot, she couldn't help frowning.

"Grandpa, do you just eat corn mush and diced pickles at night?" Yang Ruoqing pointed to those and asked.

Little Old Yang turned his head around and smiled honestly, "I'll take that one."

"Grandpa, if you don't have enough rice, just tell us and we'll bring it to you." Yang Ruoqing said again.

Little Old Yang rubbed his hands together and nodded repeatedly, "I know you are all filial and good children, your father even brought me rice grains a while ago, it's because I'm getting old, I eat dry food at night, and I can't sleep well. "

As if worried that Yang Ruoqing wouldn't believe it, the little old Yang turned around and said to Luo Fengtang, "It's true, it's like this at my age, not younger than you!"

Luo Fengtang smiled slightly and nodded slightly, without speaking.But his gaze went over the top of little old Yang's head to Yang Ruoqing who was standing on the other side of the pot.

Yang Ruoqing shrugged at him and smiled helplessly.

The words of the little grandpa can be used to deceive a three-year-old child.

What does this kind of lie look like?It's like the trick that poor people use to trick children, saying that children can't eat supper, and wrinkles will grow on their faces after eating supper...

Facts have proved that children are in a critical period of physical growth and development, and absolute nutrition must be guaranteed.

In modern times, children have to drink a glass of milk before going to bed to help them sleep.

As for the elderly, at this age, osteoporosis, as well as other old diseases and injuries, nutrition should not be left behind.

To put it bluntly, little grandpa must have a tight time.

The two of them didn't stay at the little grandpa's house for long. Before they left, Yang Ruoqing told him: "Grandpa, this snake soup is a fresh product. The weather is getting hotter now. You can't keep fresh food even if you don't have a well. You'd better tonight." Just eat it, or it will go bad, and it would be a pity if it goes bad."

Little old Yang nodded repeatedly.

"Does your grandfather have it?" He asked again.

"Don't worry, little grandpa, he has it. He should be eating it right now, so you should eat it while it's hot."

"Okay, okay, I'll eat it later, you guys are interested, and you gave me a taste..."

Under the kind words and eyes of the little grandpa, the young couple walked towards home.

On the way, Luo Fengtang said to Yang Ruoqing: "I felt a little uncomfortable when I saw your little grandpa's life."

Yang Ruoqing felt the same way.

"Little grandpa could have lived without such a hard life. He secretly sold some of the food that my father and the others gave him." She said softly.

"Is there such a thing?" Luo Fengtang raised his eyebrows, a trace of astonishment flashed across his deep and dark eyes.

"Why did your little grandpa do that?" he asked again.

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "Exchange it into money to subsidize his grandson. I don't want my grandson to raise five or six families alone."

Luo Fengtang thought for a while, "But this is just a drop in the bucket for his grandson, but it's a pain for himself."

Yang Ruoqing shrugged, "No matter how much he can subsidize, at least he feels at ease in his heart. This is the difference between people. Look at the master in my family. He serves delicious food and drinks. He only cares about his own happiness. , not thinking about the children and grandchildren at all, as for the great-grandson and great-granddaughter, it is estimated that he might not even recognize her when she is held in front of him."

Both of them were silent, and after a while, Luo Fengtang asked her again: "Do we need to do something for little grandpa?"

Yang Ruoqing stopped and looked into the distance. At this time, the moon was already hanging on the treetops. At night in the countryside, the air was filled with the smell of ripe wheat ears, the smell of soil mixed with the fresh and lingering breath of vegetation.

"There is a saying that the emperor has two poor relatives. People are different from each other, so even if there is occasional care, it is still impossible to get rich at the same time."

"Take our old Yang's family as an example. The third room is the best, followed by the fifth room. The worst life is Cousin Yongqing. This is mainly because of his personal reasons,"

"The other houses also rely on their own hands, hard work, and mutual support to live a good life. There is no happiness that is easy to come by, so no one will be kind enough to raise Cousin Yongqing for nothing."

(End of this chapter)