Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 83

After eating and drinking, the family gathered around Yang Huazhong's bed and said thoughtful words for a while, and then they went to sleep contentedly.

But there were two people in the fourth-bedroom house of Lao Yang's family in the front yard, but it was very difficult.

"What's going on with this stomach? Why is the pain so unbearable all night? Oops, I can't do it anymore, I have to ho!"

The fourth child, Yang Huaming, clutched his stomach, ran and ran out of the house again and went to the toilet in the backyard.

In the room, the two girls were lying on the side of the bed and sleeping soundly.

Liu Shi was also sitting beside the bed, clutching his bloated stomach, and the facial features on his face were distorted.

In his stomach, it was like a muffled thunder was buried, and it looked like there was a stone roller.

From left to right, and then from right to left, she was crushed and fidgeted.

After a while, Yang Huaming dragged his two legs filled with lead back to the house, with a face that was fairer and more handsome than a woman, sallow.

Just in time for Liu Shi to be farting there, there was a crackling sound under his trousers, like frying beans.

"Oh my god, you mother-in-law is disgusting, you fart to the door of the house, it stinks to death!"

Yang Huaming pinched his nose in disgust, and wiped the chrysanthemum with the hand he had just wiped.

With an embarrassed look on Liu's face, he stood up while clutching his stomach: "Dad, you're a tough guy. How could I say no to letting go of that shit? It's not that I'm making a fuss in my stomach!"

Yang Huaming waved his hand impatiently and sat down on the chair beside the table, as if he had collapsed.

"What's going on tonight? Why does this stomach make such a fuss? If it continues like this, I'll die!"

Yang Huaming's face was full of confusion, and his voice was out of breath.

Liu Shi was also at a loss and helped analyze: "It is reasonable to say that our stomachs are the best. Last time you slipped into Fat Ya's house and stole the chili sauce, and we didn't have enough to eat that night. Like this time! What's going on?"

"Fat girl?"

Yang Huaming narrowed his eyes, as if he suddenly thought of something, and sat up straight for a while.

"I know why!" Yang Huaming said.

"Why?" Liu asked.

"That bowl of dumplings!" Yang Huaming said: "There is something wrong with that bowl of dumplings!"

Liu Shi was surprised, and then waved his hand: "Impossible, that bowl of dumplings was still being cooked in the pot when I went, and I saw with my own eyes that the third sister-in-law took the bowl and scooped it out of the pot for me. If there is something wrong with the dumplings , what do the third sister-in-law eat by themselves?"

Yang Huaming then pondered: "Yeah, is there something wrong with the meat filling in the dumpling? No, the meat filling is so fresh, I'm still greedy after eating it!"

"Her father, you just came from the backyard, did you see the third sister-in-law and the others getting up at night?" Liu Shi asked again.

"No, they slept soundly, and we were the only ones making a noise! ​​Ouch, no, no, no, I'm here again, I have to go again..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Huaming opened the door and ran to the backyard toilet again with his legs between his legs!

Here, Liu Shi's stomach was also grimacing in pain.

She counted the bowl of dumplings, and there were fifteen in total.

When they took them back to the house before, the two girls fell asleep, and she didn't wake them up.

The girls are still young, and when they grow up in the future, they will have the opportunity to eat.Dumplings filled with shepherd's purse and meat are rare, so I have to hurry up and eat a few more.

Before he even moved his chopsticks, the man Yang Huaming came in, and his eyes lit up when he saw the dumplings.

Liu didn't dare to swallow it alone, so he brought the dumplings to the man.

Yang Huaming ate ten of them in one go, and she rushed to eat five of them, and by the way, she also drank the dumpling soup inside.

For a while, Yang Huaming was occupying the toilet, and there was nowhere to resolve the tumult in Liu's stomach.

His eyes caught sight of the toilet that was under the bed. Liu hurriedly pulled out the wooden bucket and took it to the corner of the wall. He couldn't wait to pull off his pants and sit on it...

A flash flood broke out, and Liu squinted his eyes with relief and let out a long sigh.

Xixilili had just put on his pants, and before he could close the toilet lid, there was a sudden "meow" sound from an old cat on the roof beam.

Then, something fell from the roof beam.

It fell on the inside of her neck, fluffy and cool.

She raised her hand and touched it, and it was full of sticky hands. At first glance, it was a mouse whose head was smashed into pieces!

Liu Shi was so frightened that he threw the dead mouse out with his backhand, stomped his feet hard, and kicked the toilet over with one kick...

Yang Huaming just finished pushing the door and went back to the house. As soon as he entered the door, it was dark in front of him, and something was thrown at him and hit him in the face.

"boom!"

The thing got sticky from his nose and fell on the back of his foot.

Yang Huaming looked down, dead mouse!

Yang Huaming was so disgusted that he almost didn't point out his father and scolded his mother. At this moment, a stench penetrated into his nostrils, choking him almost into a fight.

I saw Liu was still waving at something, and at her feet, a puddle of disgusting things poured out of the overturned toilet.

The smell of the whole house was even worse than that of the toilet. The two sleeping girls on the bed were also woken up by the toss, got up and covered their noses and cried.

The crying in this room quickly disturbed Old Yangtou and Mrs Tan in the next room.

The old couple came to the door of the fourth room with their clothes on. Seeing this situation, Old Yang was so angry that his beard and eyebrows were shaking.

"Things that don't work are shameful!" After saying these words, Old Yang turned around and went back to the room to sleep with his head covered.

Mr. Tan went directly back to the house and took a basin of foot water that had not been poured out, and rushed into the house with his little feet.

According to Liu's head, he poured it on the head, pouring it into a chill!

"Damn mother-in-law, I'm calling you to make a fuss, don't rush to clean up the house, I'll peel your skin tomorrow!"

……

The next day, the sky was high and the clouds were clear, and the autumn wind was refreshing.

As usual, Yang Ruoqing got up early in the morning and went to the ridge outside the village to retrieve the eel tube.

Today's harvest is not bad, the eel with uneven thickness, got nearly three and a half catties.

Winter is coming soon, so we must hurry up to catch the eel.

"Yo, my family Qing'er has a good harvest today!"

Yang Ruoqing was squatting in the kitchen to pour the eel, when Mrs. Sun came in, glanced at the eel in the wooden barrel, and praised with a smile.

"Mother, keep the big ones for sale, these smaller ones, I'll pick them up later to clean them up, and give me a drink in the afternoon!" Yang Ruoqing said.

"Halle, my family Qing'er is really good, you know, you are definitely happy!" Sun said with a smile, put on an apron and started to pack breakfast.

Yang Ruoqing took a few selected eels and a pair of scissors, and went to the well in the yard and began to pick them up.

Pinch the eel's head to the throat with two fingers, pick up the scissors with the other hand, and cut it gently according to the soft throat.

Yin Hong's viscous blood spurted out, and then pulled down with the tip of the scissors.

"Squeak..."

Like a subtle and crisp sound of cracking silk, the eel was ripped open.

The old cat of Lao Yang's family smelled the fishy smell and came up, rubbed against Yang Ruoqing's feet, and meowed.

"Ha, the sample is greedy, right? Well, I'll give it to you!"

Yang Ruoqing threw the eel's internal organs to the old cat who was trying to please her.

The old cat took the eel's inner tent and hid it aside, squatting there and happily eating, and from time to time it made a satisfying "woooo..." sound.

(End of this chapter)