Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 7983

Changping Village.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law Sun and He Lian'er spent the whole morning kneading, waking up and making stuffing at home.

The water in the big pot is bubbling, and the big steamer is layer by layer, and each layer is filled with buns and flower rolls of different shapes and fillings.

He Lianer showed off her pastry skills today, not only sweet buns in the shape of small animals that children like, but also meat buns, shrimp buns, and soup-filled chicken buns that are good for growth.

In addition, in order to cater to everyone’s spicy taste, there are also spicy tofu vermicelli buns, mushroom and green vegetable buns, sauerkraut buns, leek egg buns.

"Qing'er, how about a brown sugar flowering steamed bun?"

Yang Ruoqing was staring at the colorful buns in front of her in a daze, when Sun's voice sounded in her ears.

She was holding a pair of chopsticks in her hand, with a steamed bun bigger than Yang Huazhong's fist sticking out of the chopsticks.

The mouth of the mantou is cracked open, and the inside is soft, and you can see the broken red dates occasionally, which makes people appetite.

Especially in such a rainy late autumn, drinking a bowl of hot tea and eating a brown sugar blossom steamed bun will nourish the mouth, stomach, body and soul.

"Okay, I'll get one." Yang Ruoqing said.

Then he said: "Mother, keep a few, and I will take them back to my uncle and aunt to eat."

Sun smiled: "It's been prepared a long time ago, and the beef stuffed buns that Tang Yazi likes are also ready. Can he come back tonight?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Don't prepare for Tang Yazi, it will take at least three days!"

Three days was still his conservative estimate of her before he left.

If you really find a useful clue, you must strike while the iron is hot and follow the clues to find it.

If that's the case, three days will definitely not solve the problem. Of course, if that's the case, it's a good thing, it means that there is hope to find someone, and he will send Ye Yi back to tell her about it.

A large circle of buns and steamed buns was sent out, and there were still some left at home, except for Yang Huaming and Liu's and the others at noon, there were still a dozen or so left.

Mrs. Sun put away the rest in a bamboo basket and hung it under the beam, and tomorrow's breakfast would be ready.

At Lao Wang's house, chicken soup is served with steamed buns at noon.

Tan was holding a flowering steamed bun in his hand, and his mouth was deflated from eating it.

"Sanfang is the right little wife. She is a good cook. I don't think there is a woman in ten miles or eight villages who can wake up so well!"

Mrs. Tan, who was always stingy with praising others, was bought into by these pastries, and couldn't help but say something nice.

Yang Huamei smiled, "Yeah, it would be nice for us people to post some crumpled steamed buns and a few greasy scallion pancakes, Lian'er can knead so many new patterns out of wheat flour, it's really ingenious. "

Dabai came in.

Tell Yang Huamei: "Mom, have you finished your chicken soup? My son will bring you another bowl?"

Yang Huamei looked at Dabai in relief, "I've finished drinking, you can ask your mother-in-law if you want."

Dabai's inquiring gaze turned to Mrs. Tan.

Mrs. Tan waved her hands again and again, "What chicken soup should I drink properly? Save it for your mother to drink at night. If you can't drink it at night, cook noodles for tomorrow morning!"

Dabai nodded and turned to leave, but was stopped by Yang Huamei.

"Dabai, go back to the shop in town tomorrow morning. The shop is so busy, you can't leave for too long."

Dabai turned around, "Mother, in your situation, even if my son goes back to the shop, he won't feel at ease."

Yang Huamei felt more and more relieved, and said: "If you delay a day, you will delay a day's business."

Mrs. Tan rushed to say: "Isn't it just a day's business? If the business is delayed, you can do it later. Your mother can't neglect her body!"

Dabai nodded, "Gapo is right, if you don't do business, you won't do it. There is only one mother."

A satisfied smile appeared on Tan's face.

But Yang Huamei shook her head again and again, "No, it can't be like that."

"Dabai, my mother's situation hasn't reached the point where I need someone to take shit and pee. Your mother-in-law is with me, and your aunts all come to visit me, help me cook and wash, so that I can recuperate without any worries."

"You'd better go back to the shop first. Business is the foundation. It's the source of our old family's snacks and drinks. If you open the door for business and close the door for a day, no one will come to your shop next time. That's not good."

A tangled expression appeared on Dabai's face.

Tan Shi looked left and right, and opened his mouth, but Yang Huamei raised her hand to interrupt Tan Shi's words.

Yang Huamei looked at Dabai lovingly, and her tone was soft and satisfied, "Dabai, you can hurry back to visit your mother this time, and you are killing chickens and chopping ribs and cooking for your mother in person, and your mother will see it right in front of you." Have fun."

"Since I was a child, I have never been willing to ask you to go to the stove. I didn't expect to be able to enjoy your blessings now. My mother is really content."

"Hurry up and go back to the shop. The eldest grandson doesn't know what's going on when his stomach gets cold. If you don't go back, Hongmei will take care of the baby alone. I can't rest assured that I am recuperating."

"Listen to your mother and go back!"

Early the next morning, Dabai set off back to the town.

When Dabai returned to the shop, Hongmei greeted him with the child in her arms.

"Dabai, how is your mother? You said it was so serious when you reported it, so it's not a big problem, right?"

After walking for quite a while, Dabai was so tired that his kneecap ached, and when he arrived at the house, he lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

He ignored Hongmei's words.

Hongmei kicked his leg again, "I asked you something, why didn't you say anything? What? Go back and get alone with your mother, treating me as an outsider?"

Dabai suddenly sat up.

Hongmei was still standing beside him chattering, his action startled her.

"What are you doing?" She asked dissatisfied, and took two steps back with the child in her arms.

Dabai's eyes changed from the previous intimacy and doting, a little more tired and dissatisfied.

"What do you call your mother, your mother? Then I am my mother, you married me, and she is also your mother, our mother!"

Hongmei was stunned for a moment, then let out a laugh.

"Did she give birth to me or raise me? Can't I call her mother-in-law? Why should I call her mother?"

Dabai frowned, "Why? Just because you married me!"

Hongmei rolled her eyes, she didn't know what ecstasy soup that old man had poured into him when he went back this time, and when he came back, he was so picky with her!
"Hmph, well you understand, you asked me to treat her as my mother, so why don't you ask her to treat me as my own daughter?"

"Hearts change hearts. Her mother-in-law deserves it. She has completely inherited your granny's style. She only wants to trample her daughter-in-law into the mud and crush her to death."

"It's a pity, I'm not your aunts, so you don't come here to give orders to me! If you are in a hurry, I won't even serve you!"

After saying that, Hongmei turned around and left.

When she was almost at the door, she stopped suddenly, turned around and went back to the bed, and stuffed the three-month-old baby into Dabai's arms.

(End of this chapter)