Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 7197

If Yang Huazhong didn't bring back the news of the old Wang's house when he came back today, Yang Ruoqing would not be interested in bringing up the things that Liu's gossip came over.

But since she mentioned this aspect, she just said it casually.

"What's wrong with it?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "It was said to be roasted pork with potatoes, but there was no meat in the potatoes. It was said to be stewed with loach and tofu. There was no more than ten loaches in a big pot, and each of the dozen or so artisans couldn't get one of them!"

"It shouldn't be. Twice when your aunt went to your aunt's house to weigh the meat, I was right there. The three catties of pork belly were said to go back to roast potatoes!" Mrs. Sun also remembered a detail and said.

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows: "Three catties of pork belly were put down, but it was not much in front of the house craftsmen."

"Where did the meat go?" Sun asked.

Yang Ruoqing just smiled, but cast her eyes on Yang Huazhong, "My dad can definitely guess it, dad, right?"

Yang Huazhong's face was weird, and he could only shake his head at this, "Your aunt is too doting on children, she has no principles in doing things, she shouldn't be tough, and she should pretend to be confused when she should be sober. No!"

Old Wang's house.

The meat dish cooked for the artisans this time is spicy pig intestines.

Hongmei couldn't stand the smell of the large intestine, so she hid in her own room.

Yang Huamei was in charge of cooking, Wang Hongquan stayed in the house as usual, and Xiao Hei was sent to work in the field by Yang Huamei after breakfast.

I don't know how much work he has done in the field, anyway, he calculated that when the vegetables were about to be cooked, he entered the house with a hoe on his shoulder.

As soon as I entered the courtyard door, I yelled 'starved to death, starved to death. '

Then he threw the hoe into the corner of the wall, and the man plunged into the kitchen.

Yang Huamei just put the large intestine in the pot into a large basin, and a section of the large intestine as thick as a finger was boiled red, and the green pepper, red pepper, ginger, garlic, and shallot were poured into it and stir-fried. In fact, Xiao Hei's halazi dripped down to his chin.

"Hungry to death, starving to death, I want to eat, I want to eat!"

Xiao Hei didn't wash his hands, and didn't bother to take the chopsticks. He reached out to grab the large intestine, but was slapped away by Yang Huamei.

"What's the hurry? I want to eat and then go to the house to eat later!"

"Mother, I'm not mistaken, are you? You gave me a little trouble a few days ago!"

"From now on, the small stove won't work." Yang Huamei said with a cold face, while ladling water into the pot, grabbed the loofah pouch and began to wash the pot, ready to stir-fry some vegetables before dinner.

"Why not? I'm your son, and I can't compete with those craftsmen in the house!"

Xiao Hei was so anxious that he yelled a few words at Yang Huamei, and then stretched out his hand into the big bowl of vegetables.

This time, Yang Huamei not only patted his hands, but also threw the loofah pouch in Xiao Hei's face.

"People work for our family, let's get them some delicious food, don't be ignorant!"

After being beaten, Xiao Hei was so wronged that he bit his mouth and stood there like an iron tower, but he did a very childish behavior - rolled his eyes at Yang Huamei!
Yang Huamei was so angry that her heart ached, but seeing Xiao Hei's appearance of crying, she had to slow down, and came to him, stood on tiptoe, touched his forehead and reasoned with him earnestly.

"It's just a set of pig intestines. There are so many people eating. If you put two bowls first as usual, it won't look good when you serve it on the table later."

"Be obedient, don't make trouble, we treat people well, so they will work hard for us..."

Xiao Hei patted Yang Huamei's outstretched hand away, and took a step back, his white eyes returned to normal black and white eyes, but the eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Work for us? Hmph, who is mother fooling?"

"That's building a house for my brother, not me!"

Yang Huamei's eyes widened suddenly, and she yelled out in disbelief, "Xiao Hei, what are you talking about? How can you say that kind of thing?"

Xiao Hei: "What I'm telling you is the truth. Father and mother are busy building a house for brother. It's none of my business!"

Yang Huamei gritted her teeth angrily, wishing she could slap Xiao Hei on the head, but she held back and patiently explained to Xiao Hei: "You and your brother are blood brothers, and mother treats you like a bowl of water. It's flat. They will move out after my brother's house is built, and our house is yours."

Xiao Hei still stuck his neck and said reluctantly, "Why does my brother live in a new house and I live in an old one? I don't care about old houses..."

"Snapped!"

Yang Huamei still couldn't hold back, and slapped Xiao Hei's face heavily.

After the fight, both mother and son were stunned.

Xiao Hei covered his face and ran out of the kitchen.

Yang Huamei chased him to the door and shouted at his back: "Where are you going? Come back!"

People have long since disappeared.

Yang Huamei was so angry that she tore off the apron around her waist and threw it on the ground, scolding in a high-pitched voice, "You brat, don't come back!"

……

When it was getting dark, Yang Huazhong came back from the oil workshop with brisk steps and a good mood.

why?Because he made an appointment with the owner of the oil mill to press the oil, he was waiting to turn around and pull the rapeseed over!

As soon as he entered the gate of the courtyard, he saw two people rushing out of the main room, and the first one was Yang Huamei who just broke up with him during the day.

"Third brother..."

Seeing Yang Huazhong, Yang Huamei's tears fell uncontrollably.

Yang Huazhong lowered his face, frowned, and asked bluntly, "What's the matter?"

After asking this sentence, he was annoyed.

He really shouldn't have asked such a question, no matter if she came here for something or not, he shouldn't have asked if there was something wrong.

Regardless of whether she is fine or not, he has already made up his mind not to deal with old Wang's mess.

Yang Huamei staggered forward, with anxiety in her voice.

"Third Brother, Xiao Hei has disappeared. I searched all over the village and couldn't find him. I was in such a panic..."

Yang Huazhong said coldly: "Maybe he went to someone's house to play, you can look for it again."

After saying this, he staggered his body and went straight into the main room. When he passed by Mrs. Sun, he saw Mrs. Sun's hesitant to speak, it seemed that he wanted to speak for Yang Huamei.

As a result, Yang Huazhong gave him a look, and Sun immediately became honest.

Yang Huazhong's indifferent behavior made Yang Huamei feel cold in her heart.

This is like a different person from the third brother who came to the house to talk to her heart and soul yesterday.

But even if she felt bad, Yang Huamei knew that she couldn't blame the third brother.

Because what happened yesterday was the first thing that made third brother unhappy.

The third brother said those words out of good intentions, and no one else would say those words.

It's just that from her standpoint at the time, it was true that she was unhappy to hear it, but didn't she listen to it in the end?

If he hadn't listened to it a little bit, why would he be unhappy later because he didn't let Xiao Hei eat the pig's large intestine in advance?

Yang Huamei also felt wronged, so she wiped away her tears, turned around and cheekily followed Yang Huazhong into the main room.

Even if she had to go all out, she still had to ask Third Brother to help find Xiao Hei first!
(End of this chapter)