Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 8203 Eat Well

Yang Huamei was both surprised and delighted, "How many taels are there? I can't do it..."

Da Sun waved his hand boldly: "It's nothing, it's nothing, let's burn it together!"

After Yang Huamei left, Dasun looked at her back and murmured, "You dare to cook braised pork at this moment, and you're not afraid of recruiting that ghost? How courageous!"

Yang Huamei walked a few steps, then ran back to the pork shed.

"Her aunt, hurry up and do me a favor."

"What are you busy with?"

"Help me find something. I'll cover up the meat so that no one will know that I bought the meat."

Da Sun was stunned, and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, I'm afraid that the thief will miss it. I just happen to have a twine bag here."

Soon, the three catties of pork in Yang Huamei's hands were wrapped tightly.

"Hey, even if you have a sharp eye, you can't see what's inside, unless you have a see-through eye." Da Sun said.

Yang Huamei patted the bag and smiled with satisfaction.

"By the way, her eldest aunt, I have a question for you."

"What question, you ask."

"How is the food in your family today?"

"Why do you ask this? My family sells pork, no matter how poor the food is, there is still meat in every meal."

Yang Huamei was waiting for this answer, so she took two steps closer and asked in a low voice, "Then your family also eats meat these days?"

Da Sun nodded: "Yeah!"

Meat that cannot be sold is easy to spoil if it is left there. It must be eaten at home. If you don’t eat it, it will be wasted.

"Her aunt, why isn't your family afraid of thieves?"

"Also, why did the thief steal other people's meat and vegetables, but dare not steal yours? Do you think this is a strange thing?"

Da Sun grinned, took out two knives from under the desk and slapped them on the table.

The long boning knife and the wide meat chopping knife were all shiny and cold, and the handle was still covered with meat and blood, which made Yang Huamei's back feel chills.

Dasun pointed to the two knives and said proudly: "There is such a guy who guards the house, and we are butchers with knives, full of murderous intent, no matter if they are thieves or ghosts, who would dare to come to the door?"

Yang Huamei's gaze shifted from the butcher's knife to Mrs. Sun.

The big Sun with broad arms and round waist stood there, like an iron tower, completely different versions from Sun, it was hard to imagine that they were sisters.

The words "Nv Zhong Kui" suddenly flashed in Yang Huamei's mind!
"Auntie, I suddenly envy you."

"Huh? Do you envy me?" Da Sun's eyes widened.

Yang Huamei didn't want to explain further, thanked her again, and ran away with the meat in her arms.

Da Sun pulled the clothes on her body, touched her face, pinched her bucket waist, grinned, and said to herself: "Hey, don't look at me as a bit strong, I'm probably very beautiful Otherwise, Meier wouldn't be so envious!"

On Yang Huamei's road, she often met people in the village who gathered together to bask in the sun and chat their teeth. Some people saw her hurrying with a bunch of things in their arms, and raised their voices to greet her after a while. Let her go over to bask in the sun and chat together.

Yang Huamei ignored her at all and ran back home.

Not to mention that she is still holding a ball of flesh in her arms, even if she didn't hold it, she would not be able to run to chat with those people.

The east and the west are short, after talking about this and that, every household has to be brought out and talked about, it is really full!
And they called her over to chat together, not because they cared about her at all, but because they were curious about the recent affairs of her family, and wanted to dig out something so that they could spend their time elsewhere.

Yang Huamei is not stupid, so she doesn't want to rush to provide people with after-dinner conversation!
She breathed a sigh of relief after entering the courtyard door.

Under the eaves, Wang Hongquan was guarding the cradle, the sun was shining on the cradle, and the eldest grandson slept soundly inside.

Yang Huamei stretched her head over to take a look, smiled, took out the meat in the twine bag and said to the sleeping child: "My dear grandson, grandma is buying meat again. Today we won't eat minced meat porridge, but grandma will make minced meat lumps for you." Is the soup any good?"

Da Sun was sleeping soundly, so naturally he would not have any reaction.

Wang Hongquan on the side looked at the meat in Yang Huamei's hand, and frowned, "This has attracted such a thing, why do you dare to buy meat?"

Yang Huamei didn't even look at Wang Hongquan, and said coldly, "My son likes to eat meat. If I don't buy him meat, won't he go hungry?" If you are dead, what should you do?"

Wang Hongquan didn't expect that he would raise a word out of good intentions and didn't scold her, so why did he provoke her?
"Okay, okay, it's not my money anyway, you have the final say!" The old man made a step back.

Yang Huamei accepted it when she saw it was ready, and said to Wang Hongquan, "I'll go and burn the meat first, and the child will call me when he wakes up."

Wang Hongquan remained silent.

Yang Huamei glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, this old man is sulking!
Yang Huamei went into the kitchen, washed the meat, cut half of it for stuffing, and left the other half for braised.

While eating lunch, there was a smell in the kitchen.

The eldest grandson had already woken up, and Yang Huamei took the time to change the diaper and feed the child a few sips of water.

After she was done, she had to go back to the kitchen to continue cooking, and the child was handed over to Wang Hongquan, who let him take him for a walk in the yard.

After slipping away for a while, Yang Huamei came out with a tray in her hand.

"It's time to eat, let's go back to the hall!"

Wang Hongquan was stunned for a moment, "I eat here too?"

He thought Yang Huamei wouldn't burn his share.

Yang Huamei said blankly, "No matter how poor you are, you don't need a pair of chopsticks."

Wang Hongquan was a little uncomfortable, and wanted to be polite, but Yang Huamei said again: "I cooked braised pork for you, and warmed a pot of wine."

Now, Wang Hongquan couldn't move.

Even if Yang Huamei chased him away, he would have to sit down and have a few sips of food and drink.

In the main room, Wang Hongquan saw clearly the food on the table.

A bowl of braised pork, this time there is neither half a potato nor a half radish in it, it is really braised pork.

On the side is a bowl of white rice, a pair of chopsticks, and a jug of wine.

"What? You don't want to eat?" Wang Hongquan asked.

Yang Huamei said: "I don't have time to eat now, you eat first, these are all for you, you will fall down after eating."

"So what do you eat?" he asked.

"I still have it in the pot, I will eat it when I come back."

"Where are you going?"

"I sent some to my mother. I made her go away this morning. I feel bad." Yang Huamei said in a muffled voice.

Wang Hongquan was stunned.

Yang Huamei secretly watched Wang Hongquan's reaction.

According to his past habits, he should be unhappy, and even say a few weird words.

Just like when Yang Huamei delivered meat to Wang Hongquan, Mrs. Tan would sneer and ridicule, the two parties were running on each other.

Yang Huamei was even mentally prepared for how she would respond with words if Wang Hongquan ridiculed her.

However, Wang Hongquan said: "It's rare that you have such filial piety. Go, go quickly. When your mother sees the food, she will naturally understand your intentions."

(End of this chapter)