Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 8782 Persuasion is useless
Two days ago, I went to Yang Huazhong's house next door and Sun's house across the road to pay New Year's greetings. Both children suffered from cold. When they came back, one had diarrhea and the other had a runny nose.

They stayed in the house for the past two days without going anywhere, and let Zheng Xiaoqin drink medicine and then feed them. They were obviously better, but they dared not take them to Zhoujia Village again.

But Yang Ruoqing didn't need to say these words, when Xiaohuan and Luo Daye discussed with Wang Cuilian and Luo Tiejiang later, uncle and aunt would naturally explain clearly.

What Yang Ruoqing had to do today was to prepare a whole table of sumptuous meals for Zhou's family.

Let them come happily and return happily.

After greetings in the front yard, Yang Ruoqing and Hongxiu returned to their important posts in the backyard kitchen.

The sisters continued to cook and cook.

Today the Zhou family came to pay New Year's greetings, and Yang Ruoqing had already prepared the menu in her heart in advance.

There are [-] dishes, including meat and vegetables, and it is necessary to ensure both the presentation and the portion.

As for the dishes, hehe, I won’t report the names of the dishes this time. Anyway, most of the dishes are spicy, so it’s okay. People in this area like spicy food.

In the words of everyone, if the food is not spicy, there is no food, and there is no soul.

Even when Yang Ruoqing fried the radish balls, she deliberately added a handful of chili noodles to them.

That feeling, duer immediately gave it up.

The fried golden radish balls, no matter whether they are steamed on the side of the rice pot, or put into the pickled cabbage fish head hot pot, or beef hot pot, that is the finishing touch!
Halfway through lunch, Dazhi came back in a hurry.

"I'm late, aunt, cousin, cousin forgive me!"

He entered the main room with a smile, greeted Luo Daye, Zhou Wang and the others one by one, and raised a cup of wine to toast Zhou Wang.

"Cousin, my nephew came back late and didn't entertain everyone well, so my nephew will punish himself first."

Head up and drink.

Although he is a scholar, at this moment, there is a touch of boldness in his gentleness.

Zhou Wang happily patted Dazhi on the shoulder: "Good boy, I haven't seen you in a few years, and he's as tall as me."

"I heard that you passed the Juren examination, not bad, you are a young talent!"

Dazhi smiled politely and modestly.

Blacksmith Luo and Yang Ruoqing were also watching this scene with smiles.

While Blacksmith Luo greeted Zhou Wang for drinks and food, Yang Ruoqing took Dazhi aside to wash his face.

And asked him in a low voice: "Why did you come back alone first? Have you eaten your aunt's meal?"

Dazhi smiled and responded to Yang Ruoqing in a low voice: "I have eaten. My son is thinking about the guests at home, so he came back early. My sister and Xiao Qiao should stay at the aunt to draw cards after eating."

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

Seeing Dazhi wash his face, and then sit back at the table to drink and chat with Zhou's family, she was very relieved.

I sigh again, my son has really grown up.

At his aunt Xiangjiazhuang's house, he must have rushed back after eating a few casual bites. This was because Luo Fengtang was not at home, so as the eldest son, he always kept in mind that he had to bear the burden of his father and help entertain the guests at home.

Moreover, he must also understand that his great-uncle cared about the blood relatives of the Zhou family, so when he came back, Blacksmith Luo's mood was obviously higher than before, and his loud laughter echoed in the main room, lingering for a long time.

A reception came to a perfect conclusion.

Dazhi drank too much and sent Zhou's family away. Yang Ruoqing drove him back to the house to catch up on sleep.

Blacksmith Luo also drank too much, but the old man didn't go to sleep. He sat in the yard with a pipe in his hands and basked in the sun. The sun shone warmly on his body, and he dozed off after a while.

Wang Cuilian chased after him and drove him back to the house to sleep.

Luo Tiejiang was sitting on the bed, and when Wang Cuilian squatted in front of him to help him take off his shoes, he was still smiling.

"Today... tall, I'm so happy! I'm so happy!"

Wang Cuilian raised her head and couldn't help laughing, "You can't straighten your tongue because you drink so much, go to sleep!"

Before lying down, Blacksmith Luo struggled to give Wang Cuilian a thumbs up, "We Qing'er, it's this, this..."

Wang Cuilian directly pressed Luo Tiejiang's hand into the quilt, and coaxed him like a child: "Yes, yes, yes, Qing'er, Xianhui, go to sleep quickly!"

When Blacksmith Luo's snoring sounded on the bed, Wang Cuilian breathed a sigh of relief.

This busy most of the day can be regarded as a stop.

Looking at Blacksmith Luo sleeping soundly on the bed, she lightly beat her sore waist, but her eyes were full of warmth.

……

After dinner at night, Yang Ruoqing handed the children over to Wang Cuilian and Hongxiu, while she went to her mother's house to wander around.

It was found that old Yangtou, Yang Huazhou, and Yang Huaming were all there, and Yang Huazhong accompanied them to smoke and drink tea.

However, the atmosphere in the main room was not very good.

Especially Yang Huaming, he was the one who smoked the most fiercely, and the smoke was lingering, as if he was about to ascend.

I got choked several times, coughed so hard that tears and snot came out, and I was still struggling to stuff the cigarette stick into my mouth!
Old Yang couldn't stand it anymore, and said to Yang Huaming: "Your Uncle Jiang gave me this shredded tobacco. It's so choking that most people can't bear it, so don't be brave!"

Yang Huaming was panting, with an expression of disbelief.

"I still don't believe it. I can't control a woman. Is it okay to puff a cigarette? Then I'm still a man, what do I do with my head?"

Listen, these angry words...

Grandpa looked at each other in blank dismay, all speechless.

Yang Ruoqing passed by the main room and just heard this, so she poked her head over and asked Yang Huaming curiously: "What's the matter, Uncle Fourth? You seem to be in a bad mood after the Chinese New Year!"

As soon as she asked the teasing words, several eyes around the table were winking at her at the same time.

Especially Yang Huazhou, who waved his hands while winking, as if Yang Ruoqing asked such a taboo topic.

However, Yang Ruoqing didn't take it seriously, because she knew fourth uncle's character, and fourth uncle was not that fragile.

And there are some things, the more you hide them in front of fourth uncle for fear that he will be hurt, the worse it will be.

You have to guide them like Dayu used to control the water. The best way is to let him speak out about his depression. After venting his emotions, he will be fine.

Sure enough, upon hearing Yang Ruoqing's question, Yang Huaming laughed mockingly.

"Qing'er, you missed your mark this time, your fourth uncle and I are in a very good mood! Look, I've smoked such a choking cigarette, isn't that enough for a man?"

Yang Ruoqing came to the table, looked at Yang Huaming's embarrassed and desolate appearance, shook her head, and sighed incidentally.

"Lighting a cigarette to smoke loneliness makes it even more worrying to drink away your sorrows!"

"Fourth Uncle, you can just say what you are unhappy about. There are no outsiders here, so why carry it alone?"

Yang Huaming's face instantly collapsed, and he lowered his head, like a wronged child, obviously lost and unwilling, but what he said still seemed to be angry with someone: "Your fourth aunt is hiding at her mother's house and won't come back. Come back, who cares? I wouldn’t pick her up even if I was beaten to death, so don’t any of you try to persuade me! Persuasion is useless!”

(End of this chapter)