Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 7751 Gathering
It has been raining for the past two days. Whenever it rains, Luo Tiejiang is worried that the fish pond will flood, and the nursery shrimp seedlings he put in with great difficulty will be washed away again, so as long as it rains, Luo Tiejiang will He didn't even bother to go home to eat, and stayed in the small thatched hut by the fish pond day and night to monitor.

Luo Fengtang felt sorry for the old man, so when it rained, he would spare time to go to the fish pond to help blacksmith Luo.

No, he came back halfway today and brought back four or five catties of eels, which he and Blacksmith Luo caught in the ditch near the fish pond.

It is not easy to be able to eat rice field eels in this season, and after a while, they will not be found, so Luo Fengtang hastened to send them home.

Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law sorted out for a while, and kept some food for the family to cook when they came home at night.

Then Wang Cuilian picked some fat ones and asked Yang Ruoqing to bring them to her natal parents to taste. After passing this village, there is no such shop, and the colder the weather, the harder it is to eat rice field eels.

So when the lunch was approaching, Yang Ruoqing picked vegetables with Mrs. Sun in her mother's kitchen.

Yang Ruoqing was in charge of picking the vegetables, while Sun was picking up the rice field eels.

"This eel is really big. Add some ginger, garlic and chili peppers, and one can burn a big pot!"

Mrs. Sun admired while cleaning the viscera of the eel.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the rice field eel she brought over, and said to Sun: "Mother, get the thickest rice field eel up, chop a few pieces of ribs into it, and put some goji berries in it to make soup for my father to nourish himself."

"The rest of the rice field eels, mother, you can braise them in soy sauce. Go and call my Gagong over later, just in time for him to have a drink with my grandfather."

Sun smiled and raised her head: "The two of us want to go together. I'll boil a pot of wine later and let them talk."

Thinking of something, Mrs. Sun said to Yang Ruoqing again: "Qing'er, tell me, can we invite your Old Uncle Jiang over to have a meal together?"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, and looked at Mrs. Sun in surprise, "Mother, why did you think of inviting Mrs. Jiang?"

Sun sighed softly, "I feel sorry for your grandfather, since your little grandfather passed away, and your fifth uncle and the others went to Qing'an County, your grandfather has been depressed a lot."

"Your father told me in private that Yu Xingkui told him that your father was very lonely and always felt deserted."

"Obviously we are all around, but the old man's coldness, I'm afraid we won't be able to accompany him. It will be better if he invites old men of his age to gather and talk."

Sun was afraid that Yang Ruoqing would not understand, so she spoke in detail.

In fact, Yang Ruoqing basically understood Lao Yang's state of mind after listening to a few sentences.

When a person reaches this age, there are fewer and fewer people around him who are the same age as him.

When people are young, they rely on looking forward to the future as the driving force for progress. When they are middle-aged, they recognize the reality. There are old and young, and they are so busy that they can't stop.

In old age, how much achievement can be made in this life basically depends on it.

The children also got married and set up a career, and they had their own grandchildren, and when they no longer needed to work hard for survival, they began to recall frequently.

So when a person starts to be nostalgic, no matter what his age is, at least his mentality is becoming mature.

When Lao Yangtou is at this age, he will be completely twilight, and the most thing he does in a day is probably to remember.

But sometimes this past can't be tasted alone, but also needs to be shared with others.

Those who share must have participated, so that they can empathize when chatting.

The little grandpa is gone, the old Chen is gone, and now there is only one old Jiangtou left.

As for the old grandson of Ga Gong, although he is old enough to chat together, he came from behind after all, so he didn't participate in many things.

Therefore, the person who can resonate with Old Yang Tou is Old Jiangtou. Yang Huazhong is a filial son, and he wants to invite Old Jiang Tou to dinner to make Old Yang Tou happy. Yang Ruoqing expresses his understanding for this hard work.

"Mom, then go and ask for it. It's just a matter of picking up an extra pair of chopsticks." Yang Ruoqing said.

Mrs. Sun happily agreed, "I'll call after I've cleaned up the eels."

When eating lunch, Lao Yangtou really smiled when he saw Lao Jiangtou and Lao Suntou coming.

Although he was still sitting in a wheelchair and needed others to serve him, the old man was very active in helping them both.

Mrs. Sun and Yang Ruoqing came to the main room with dishes. The spicy rice field eel on a large plate looked very good with wine.

Because of the rainy weather, Mrs. Sun took out the small clay stove with a small iron pot on it.

There is braised local chicken in the iron pot, and there are cakes on the side of the pot. The chicken soup is bubbling under the simmering fire, and the aroma is lingering.

In addition, there are several dishes of stir-fried dishes, surrounded by ground pot chicken and spicy rice field eel.

Fill up the warmed wine for Lao Yangtou, Lao Suntou and Lao Jiangtou one by one.

Yang Ruoqing said with a smile: "Master, Mr. Ga, Mr. Jiang, it's raining outside today, so there's nothing wrong with it. You guys have a little wine and talk slowly."

The old men all smiled and nodded. Old Jiang, who had just recovered from a serious illness, looked around but did not see Yang Huazhong, "Can't your father's legs go to the ground?"

"Not yet, but I can sit up." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Then why don't you ask him to come to the main room for dinner?" Old Jiangtou asked again.

When he came here earlier, he wanted to go to Yang Huazhong's house to say hello, but he was stopped by the old head Yang, who said that Yang Huazhong had just fallen asleep after taking the medicine.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "Uncle Fu suggested that my father should stay in bed, otherwise it is easy to leave sequelae, so I always take it to the house to eat."

"Ah? Is that so? Listen to what the doctor says." Old Jiang said with a serious face.

"Then hurry up and send some to the third child while the food is hot!"

"Old Jiang Ye, don't worry, it's ready. It's just that my father didn't wake up after drinking the medicine. You take it first."

"well!"

A few old men chatted happily while Yang Ruoqing and Mrs. Sun were eating quietly at the side. The mother and daughter secretly exchanged glances from time to time, and they both saw smiles in each other's eyes.

After lunch, Mrs. Sun went to the backyard to clean up the dishes, while Yang Ruoqing stayed in the main room to make tea for the old men.

Xu Shi drank a few cups of wine, and the negative emotions of Old Yang and Jiang were awakened a little.

The old Yangtou talked about his sadness and reluctance for the passing of the little old Yangtou.

Old Jiangtou missed his son Jiang Er and his grandson Jiang Xianjun who was still in prison.

Lao Suntou, who was still awake, acted as the one who comforted him at this time, persuading Lao Yangtou and Lao Jiangtou to take it easy.

"Life is impermanent. Don't talk about others, just talk about ourselves. I don't know if I can wake up after sleeping."

"Let's live for a day, just be happy and happy, even if you can't be happy, don't cry all day and make things difficult for the children."

"After three to five years, we all have to go there, won't we be reunited with the deceased?"

After such persuasion, Lao Yangtou and Lao Jiangtou really felt relieved.

(End of this chapter)