Splendid peasant girl busy farming

The past of the old couple

She specially learned this method from a Lu cuisine master in the restaurant before. There are two key points, the soup and the heat.

Mrs. Sun and Bao Suyun discussed in a low voice, and the two sisters-in-law seemed to gain confidence.

Mrs. Liu was so excited that she wished she could go to the pasture to find Mrs. Sun and the others to buy meat.

However, just when everyone thought it was not a difficult task, or even a piece of cake, Old Yang coughed heavily.

He coughed so meaningfully that everyone looked at him involuntarily.

Only then did I remember that the old man and the old lady hadn't gotten along for a long time, and they would pinch each other when they were together.

Just now everyone was discussing how to make a dish of meat to please the old lady. If this matter fell into the eyes of the old man, he might be jealous.

"Father, do you have anything you want to eat? Let's talk about it together, let's do it together with the meat."

Yang Huazhong was in a really good mood today, and he drank a few cups of wine, so he asked Old Yang head respectfully.Old Yang's face was a bit gloomy, and when he looked at Yang Huazhong, his gray brows were still wrinkled.

This made the smile on Yang Huazhong's face stagnate slightly, and the vigilance of being scolded suddenly surged up.

However, just as Mrs. Tan surprised Sun and Bao Suyun today, Old Yang's next change of words also caught Brother Yang Huazhong a little unprepared!

"Third son, you guys... take some time and prepare for your mother's funeral!"

"What?"

"what?"

Several chopsticks fell to the ground, and several spoons touched the mouth of the bowl.

Several people bit their own tongues, and several people were so startled that their eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

"Father, what are you talking about? My mother is doing well, and her appetite has also picked up. What are you doing with those words!"

Yang Huazhong's smile froze on his face, and his tone of voice was clearly unhappy.

Yang Huaming picked up his dropped chopsticks, pointed at Old Yang's head, and said angrily, "I know you don't get along with my mother, but you don't have to curse her like this, do you? This is too hurtful!"

Yang Yongqing even said: "Grandpa, I can declare in advance that even if my grandma dies, you will not be allowed to continue. Our old Yang family has no shortage of new grandmas!"

Yang Huaming gave Yang Yongqing a thumbs up: "Young boy Qing is good, father, I don't lack stepmothers."

Old Yangtou didn't expect that his heartfelt words would provoke such a big reaction from these bastards, and they all jumped up to attack him. It's really a dog who bites Lu Dongbin and doesn't know a good heart!

With a dark face, Old Yang glanced at Yang Huaming and Yang Yongqing, and spat on the ground.

All the contempt and disgust were contained in that one bite.

"I've only spoken half of what I've said, and I'm rushing to rant and rant one by one. A bunch of impatient bastards are worthless!"

Yang Huaming and the others were humiliated by the scolding.

Yang Huazhong's complexion softened, and he said: "Father, you can finish the sentence at once. We won't interrupt this time, so please speak carefully."

Old Yang faced Yang Huazhong with his head, and his expression improved a little.

"You are older than them, and you have had a few more years of food. After all, you have to be calmer, so let me tell you this!"

"Hey, dad, tell me what you say."

While Yang Huazhong pretended to be listening respectfully, he used his eyes to hint to Yang Huaming and the others not to mess around.

Even if you want to get mad, you have to let someone finish the complete sentence before attacking.

Here, Lao Yang talked about the "handle meat" that Mrs. Tan was thinking about earlier.

"The meat is the meat that Qing'er said, there is nothing wrong with that in itself."

"The problem is that your mother, she is an old woman from the country, and you have never heard of fresh food. How come she knows it and misses it. Why don't you think about it in depth?"

After being reminded by Lao Yang, the big guy realized that this matter is really a bit strange after thinking about it!
Mrs. Liu also patted her head and questioned: "That's right, it's the first time for people like me who are very pursuing food to hear about the meat. Our mother is an old lady who stays at home, how did she know?"

"Fourth aunt, you don't call it pursuit, you call it gluttony, your pervasive gluttony."

Like a real warrior, Yang Yongqing directly corrected Liu's mistakes in front of everyone.

Mrs. Liu was eating fried peanuts with sugar in her mouth, and when she heard this, she spit out the crushed peanuts in her mouth towards Yang Yongqing's face.

Unbiased, Yang Yongqing vomited all over his head and face.

It happened that Yang Yongqing opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but this time, his mouth was full of crushed peanuts that Mrs. Liu had spat out.

Yang Yongqing groaned, first instinctively closed his mouth, then stood up, opened his mouth, and vomited to the side with a livid face, the vomit was heart-piercing.

He pushed away the people around him who patted his back. He bent over and stared at the ground, and fumbled around the edge of the table with his hands.

"What is Qing boy trying to touch? Wine or chopsticks?"

"Give him tea, he wants to rinse his mouth."

"No tea, only wine."

I don't know who really handed Yang Yongqing a cup of wine.

Yang Yongqing poured it into his mouth with his eyes closed, and then, like a monkey whose tail was burned to the ground, he jumped up and down on the ground, grabbed the car with both hands and pulled his face and throat area, screaming in his mouth .

The people around were helping Yang Yongqing think of a way, or they were watching worriedly.

Only Mrs. Liu laughed so hard that tears burst out of her eyes.

"Oh, boy, you scratch your ears and scratch your cheeks like a monkey. Next time there is a circus running around the rivers and lakes, I should invite you to act as a monkey."

Yang Yongqing was still rinsing his mouth there, and when he heard this, he took the time to raise his head and retort: ​​"Fourth aunt, you still have the nerve to laugh, it's all your fault, spit me shit, it's so ugly!"

Mrs. Liu said with a smile: "You're talking nonsense, Fourth Aunt felt sorry for you and fed you peanuts!"

"Ouch~" Yang Yongqing covered his throat again, "I don't want to eat peanuts for the rest of my life!"

Everyone saw that Yang Yongqing had already fallen out with Mrs. Liu, so it shouldn't be a big problem, so they didn't worry anymore.

As for the next meal?

Sorry, after such a fuss, who else can eat it except for ignorant children?
Especially when Yang Yongqing vomited all over the table...

Mianmian hurried back to the kitchen to get plant ashes and a broom and dustpan to clean up the dirt on the floor.

The others were invited to drink tea and rest in the main room, leaving Bao Suyun and a few other women here to clean up the dishes.

In the main room, Yang Huazhong said to Mrs. Liu and Yang Yongqing: "If you two continue to interrupt, don't blame me for being rude."

Mrs. Liu agreed with a playful smile, and Yang Yongqing felt very wronged.

But Yang Huazhong didn't look like he was joking, so he could only keep his grievances in his heart, and find a chance to get revenge with his fourth aunt in the future.

Yang Huazhong then asked old head Yang about the Tan family and Bazirou.

Old Yang's expression was no longer dark, and he was so angry that he was interrupted repeatedly when he said something.

(End of this chapter)