Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 863

"I'll burn it, I'll burn it!"

Yang Huaming suddenly got up from the bed and rushed over with bare feet.

He snatched the earthen pot from Mrs. Liu's hand and ran to the kitchen.

Liu was stunned in place.

Seeing the empty hands, he clapped his hands and giggled.

"This guy, the sun is really coming out from the west today? The old master who didn't even help the crock pot fell at his feet!"

"Brother Huang, you still have enough weight!"

Hearing what Liu said, Huang Laojiu also laughed.

"My brother and sister are wrong, it is my brother and sister who have courage."

"Giggle..."

Mrs. Liu laughed so loudly that her branches trembled wildly, and called Huang Laojiu to come in and sit down.

In the kitchen, Yang Huaming didn't have the heart to boil water.

Holding the empty crock pot and circling behind the pot table, he looked panic-stricken.

Suddenly, he put down the crock pot and rushed to the rear window of the kitchen.

I tried to stretch out one leg first, but the window was too small, and my body was stuck and I couldn't get out at all.

It took a lot of effort to finally get the foot back.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and opened the kitchen door.

From the next room came the voices of Liu Shi and Huang Laojiu talking. I don't know what Huang Laojiu said.

Yang Huaming gritted his teeth angrily.

This stinky bitch, with such a smug smile, has never seen a man in her life?

Now that Lao Tzu is gone, she will definitely steal a man at home!

not to go?This Huang Laojiu, who came here is not kind!

At the moment when Yang Huaming was conflicted, a small figure came in front of him.

It's my second daughter, Ju'er, who is over five years old.

Ju'er was skinny, with a mouthful of dim sum wrapped in her mouth, and the corners of her mouth, chin, and face were covered with dim sum residue.

There was still a piece in a dirty little hand.

The little hand was stretched out in front of him.

"Father, eat..."

This is……

Feed me?

Yang Huaming looked down at his second daughter.

Then he turned his head and glanced at the eldest daughter and third daughter in the yard over there.

If you can run, the monk can't run away from the temple.

Once I leave, my wife and three daughters will be in danger.

What?

What should I do?

Gritting his teeth hard, Yang Huaming took the snack that Ju'er handed over, stuffed it into his mouth, and sent Ju'er to play.

He turned around and went back to the kitchen to make tea.

I heard that Yang Huaming's friends from outside came to visit at home. Old Yang, Yang Huaping came over to help greet him.

Old Yang also specifically persuaded Mrs. Tan, and caught a little rooster from the backyard and brought it to Mrs. Liu.

Ask Mrs. Liu to stew it with chicken at noon, and treat Huang Laojiu well.

As for Lao Yangtou himself, he accompanied Huang Laojiu to drink tea, smoke dry tobacco, and make daily routines.

The simplicity and enthusiasm of the country people are fully displayed in Lao Yangtou.

Huang Laojiu is also a good person, and he prepared gifts for Lao Yangtou and his wife.

Now, Lao Yang is even more satisfied with this friend of Yang Laosi.

After lunch, I took Huang Laojiu with Yang Huaming to walk around the front and back of the village.

He introduced Huang Laojiu to the villagers whenever he met.

Most of the villagers were simple and hospitable, and they greeted Huang Laojiu one after another.

Lao Yangtou felt that Bei'er had face, and introduced the customs and customs of this area to Huang Laojiu while walking.

There are different customs in ten miles, and everyone talks happily.

When the sun was setting, they walked along the road at the entrance of the village to the entrance of Yang Ruoqing's house.

Huang Laojiu looked at the magnificent courtyard in front of him, and asked Lao Yang: "This is the most magnificent courtyard along the way. It must be the official family in your village, right?"

When Lao Yangtou heard this, his waist straightened even more.

"Hahaha, this belongs to my third son's house." The old man said.

"what?"

Huang Laojiu showed a surprised expression.

Old Yangtou laughed, stuffed the tobacco stick into his mouth, and patted Huang Laojiu on the shoulder.

"Since we're all at the door, let's go in and have a meeting!"

So, Lao Yangtou, Huang Laojiu, and Yang Huaming entered Yang Ruoqing's house.

It just so happened that Yang Huazhong came back from work in the field and was having tea with the main room, and he had just heard from Yang Ruoqing about Yang Huaming's visitor.

Yang Huazhong said: "I'll go to the old house to say hello after I finish my tea later."

As soon as the words fell, Lao Yang and his party came over talking and laughing.

A man with an unfamiliar face walked beside Old Yang.

Yang Huazhong guessed that it was this person, he hurriedly put down his tea bowl and went out to greet him.

Yang Ruoqing followed Yang Huazhong and left the hall.

In the yard, Yang Huazhong and Huang Laojiu exchanged greetings together.

Then there was old Yangtou's push to fuel the flames, and Yang Huazhong happily led Huang Laojiu to wander around the yard.

Yang Ruoqing followed behind the crowd neither far nor near.

Out of the corner of his eye, he flicked back and forth between Yang Huaming and Huang Laojiu.

She has a strange intuition.

Although the fourth uncle also talked and laughed with Huang Laojiu, as if they didn't know each other.

However, there is always something hidden under the surface.

After wandering around the yard, Huang Laojiu also praised Yang Huazhong's family, and even the whole Lao Yang's family.

Yang Huazhong smiled modestly, Yang Huaming smiled dryly and perfunctorily, and Old Yangtou smiled sincerely.

The old man's waist straightened even more.

The five houses are all the people under his feet, and they are all his children and grandchildren.

The children and grandchildren strive for success, and the old man has face.

After a lap, it's time to cook dinner.

Out of politeness, Yang Huazhong asked to stay: "Father, brother Huang Jiu, it's time for dinner, why don't you just make do with me?"

Before Old Yang made a statement, Yang Huaming beside him said first, "That's okay."

He turned to Huang Laojiu and said, "My daughter-in-law is not good at cooking, and the stewed chicken with mushrooms at noon was fishy to death. My third sister-in-law, that cooking is really exciting!"

Huang Laojiu just smiled and listened.

Hearing Yang Huaming's words, old Yangtou also felt ashamed at the midday meal.

The old man then looked at Yang Huazhong: "Third son, why don't we have dinner with you tonight, and let Qing'erniang prepare a few dishes casually, without much trouble."

Yang Huazhong smiled and nodded: "Okay, okay, well, Qing'er, go to the backyard and talk to your mother."

Yang Ruoqing was depressed to death.

This group of people will really come to trouble.

"Father, mother didn't eat much today, her joints hurt, I'll make dinner for dinner!"

Yang Ruoqing deliberately told everyone.

Old Yang was surprised when he heard this.

"What's wrong with Qing'er Niang? It's really not going to work, we'd better go back and eat, let her rest..."

Old Yang turned to leave, but was stopped by Yang Huaming.

"Father, don't leave, Qing'er's craftsmanship is not bad, and she's running a restaurant!"

Yang Huaming said.

As long as I stay at the third brother's house for dinner, I will find a way to make Huang Laojiu stay at the third brother's house at night. The third brother's house has a lot of rooms...

Go back at night and think about some arguments carefully, and when tomorrow dawns, send Huang Laojiu away!

Yang Huaming had this wishful thinking in mind.

At that time, I kept persuading the big guy to stay for dinner.

He even handed over one hundred Wen to Yang Huazhong in public.

(End of this chapter)