Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 7720 Lie Flat

The noodles in the bowl and the toppings of fried duck eggs suddenly became stale. Yang Yongbai put down the chopsticks in his hand and put his hands on his face.

Yang Huaming was also stunned, tilting his head and looking at Yang Yongbai, "What's the matter? Fourth uncle talked about your sadness?"

Yang Yongbai put down his hands, shook his head, and forced a smile at Yang Huaming: "It's over, let's eat noodles."

"Yes, it's over, eat more, and I'll let your fourth aunt order some delicious food at noon later, so we can have a few cups." Yang Huaming said again.

Yang Yongbai nodded happily.

After eating noodles, Yang Yongbai went to the front yard to clean up the house, while Yang Huaming walked into the kitchen.

I found that all the pots and bowls I had eaten in the morning were thrown into the pot, soaked in cold water, and the chopsticks were even here and there.

Mrs. Liu was sitting on the pony tie at the mouth of the stove with her legs crossed, holding a handful of melon seeds in her hand, and was enjoying herself.

"You mother-in-law, why don't you wash the pots and bowls?" Yang Huaming asked in surprise.

Mrs. Liu snorted and rolled her eyes, "Why is my mother washing it? You don't have hands?"

Yang Huaming blushed, "Male lead outside and female lead inside, don't break the rules!"

"Bah!" Mrs. Liu spat out the melon seed husks directly on Yang Huaming's face, "You do something grand outside first, and then you come to show off your prestige like me. You don't have much skills, and you have learned to give orders. You have a bigger face than your butt !"

Each of Liu's words carried thorns, piercing into Yang Huaming's heart.

In the past few years, if he hadn't jumped up and cursed or slapped him a few times, he would have felt sorry for the big pendulum under the gentlemen.

But now, well, he lay flat.

At this age, more than half of your life has passed, and you will definitely not be able to make greater achievements.

Let this woman scold as much as she wants, as long as she can coax her to do the housework.

"I made you scold me a few times, but you didn't reply. You're almost done!" he said.

Liu continued to hum, "Then you admit that you were wrong, don't you?"

Yang Huaming looked confused: "Was I wrong? Where did I go wrong?"

Mrs. Liu: "Don't be stupid, you didn't save a piece of scrambled duck eggs for me when eating noodles, isn't that right?"

Yang Huaming patted his head, it turned out that this gluttonous lady was doing it for this matter.

"I didn't tell you, there's a reason why I didn't keep the duck egg for you." He said in a low voice.

"What's the reason? Huh, I don't want to hear your nonsense, it's all lies, the purpose is to cover up your selfishness!"

Mrs. Liu turned her face to the side to look at the mud wall that was yellow and black by the oil smoke, and her ears were already pricked up.

Yang Huaming knew she was listening, so he bent down and whispered behind her ear, "When you two were talking earlier, I choked and sneezed into the dish."

"oops!"

Liu suddenly turned around and pushed Yang Huaming away.

"How many times have I told you? Don't sneeze into the food on the table, you're disgusting!"

Yang Huaming chuckled.

Mrs. Liu was dubious, and asked again: "If that's the case, why do you eat it yourself?"

Yang Huaming smiled even more smugly, "My nails, the dead skin from my hands and feet, and boogers, when did you see me throw them on the ground?"

Liu was stunned for a moment, looked at Yang Huaming for a while, and suddenly she pulled out the fire stick from the stove and hit Yang Huaming's leg.

"You disgusting thing, get out, get out."

"You don't eat anything except the shit you pull. You don't sleep in the same bed with me from now on. It's disgusting!"

After all, Yang Huaming was not kicked out of the kitchen by Mrs. Liu.

Why?

Because at the critical moment, he threw out a copper plate, nearly two hundred coins.

"Give me money for what?"

"Use this money to buy some solid vegetables, and leave Yongbai at home for a meal at noon."

"Yeah? Did you invite him to eat in the morning? Still please?"

"Well, what happened to him when he came back this time is really distressing. After all, he is my own nephew." Yang Huaming said with a smile.

Mrs. Liu rolled her eyes, "I haven't seen how your nephew respects your fourth uncle? Have you ever drank a jar of wine from him since you were young?"

"Besides, your second elder brother and second sister-in-law never took care of us before your death. You really have a lot to do!"

Yang Huaming was unhappy in his heart, so naturally he couldn't smile, "My second elder brother and second sister-in-law have passed away for many years, let's be more generous and don't talk about the dead."

"As for Yongbai, let's entertain this meal again. If there is no father or mother, let's treat it as accumulating virtue for the children at home!"

When it comes to accumulating virtue for the children in the family, Mrs. Liu can't say anything else.

"Then let's invite another meal. I guess the third brother and the fifth child will also invite them. It won't look good if we don't invite them then." Liu muttered while pulling the copper plate in his hand.

Yang Huaming patted Liu Shi on the shoulder: "You're right, so this time we'll be the first to invite the dinner."

Mrs. Liu was only engrossed in counting the copper coins, and couldn't pay attention to Yang Huaming.

Yang Huaming said: "Don't count, the total is 230 Sanwen. You have a whole table of solid meals at noon. Then I will invite your parents to eat together. If you have the rest of the money, you can keep it for yourself." .”

"Do you still want to invite your parents?" Liu looked up, a little displeased.

One more person means one more pair of chopsticks and one more mouth, and she will eat less meat and drink less soup.

Seeing Liu's unhappy look, Yang Huaming understood what she cared about.

He smiled and patted Liu's shoulder again: "One sheep is freed, and a group of sheep is also freed, that's all!"

This rationale... reluctantly convinced Mrs. Liu.

Mrs. Liu saw Yang Huaming's fingers resting on her shoulder, still flicking, the fingernails looked like they had been bitten by a dog.

Mrs. Liu suddenly cried out, shaking her shoulders and shaking Yang Huaming's hand, "Take your paws away, it's so dirty, it's so dirty!"

The disgusted Yang Huaming has black lines all over his head.

This woman hasn't washed her feet for three days, and the bed smells like sour carrots at night, and she also likes to fart while bored in the bed...

dislike me?Nonsence!

Under Yang Huaming's urging, Mrs. Liu hastily cleaned up the dishes and left the house with money in her pocket.

As for Yang Huaming, he also went to the front yard to help Yang Yongbai clean up the house.

Mrs. Liu went straight to the pork shed of the Sun family. There was no customer in the pork shed, so Mrs. Sun sat behind the meat table by herself, looking out with a sad face.

"Yah, why isn't there any business today?"

Mrs. Liu asked loudly, and people immediately got into the shed.

"A few days ago during the Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone worked hard to buy meat, and now everyone is tightening their belts to live!" Dasun said.

This year it was flooded, and all kinds of repairs and reconstruction after the disaster will cost money, so everyone's money is tight.

Unlike previous years, when the weather was good, the two seasons of rice had been put into the warehouse, and I had a few coins on hand, so I ate meat more often.

"Her aunt, is it that the pork in your house is not good today? That's why the big guys don't come to buy it?" Liu's gaze swept over the straw mat on the desk, and picked up a corner to look at it.

(End of this chapter)