Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 9070

No way, Yang Huaming had no choice but to grab the pillow and run to the old man's feet to sleep.

As a result, not long after falling asleep, he sneezed twice because of the smell of the old man's feet.

What's the matter with this old man?

Obviously Yu Xingkui waited for him to wash his feet every night, but why did his feet still look like thousand-year-old marinated tofu?

Yang Huaming pulled some cotton wool, stuffed it into his ears, and blocked his nostrils.

In this way, make do with sleep and sleep.

In the middle of the night, he fell asleep, but he didn't sleep very well. In his dream, he was picking up the cesspit in the backyard endlessly.

He really didn't want to choose, and wanted to leave the picker and leave, but Tan Shi and Liu Shi stood side by side, and they both wanted him to pick, and he was not allowed to stop!

When he woke up at dawn, he was freed from the nightmare, only then did he realize that the old man got up, put on his shoes and sat in a wheelchair, looking at him with a smile.

"How did you sleep last night? Was it okay?" the old man asked.

Yang Huaming pointed to his pair of panda eyes, "Father, look at my eyes, the answer is all written here."

Lao Yang looked at it and was taken aback.

"What's the matter? Why didn't you sleep well? This is picking a bed? How old are you and picking a bed?" The old man asked suspiciously.

For this, Yang Huaming wanted to cry but had no tears!

"It's not about picking a bed, it's about daddy, your snoring is so scary that I couldn't sleep a night..."

"Nonsense, I never snore when I sleep!"

"What? Daddy opened his eyes and told nonsense, doesn't his conscience ache?"

"It's true, what your mother said, your mother said that when I fell asleep, I felt as if I was dead. There was no movement at all, and I couldn't even wake up with thunder!"

The corners of Yang Huaming's mouth twitched, "Father, what did my mother say to hurt you, can't you even hear it?"

Old Yang threatened Yang Huaming: "Just talk nonsense, anyway, it's your own fault that you didn't sleep well, don't blame me!"

Yang Huaming could only roll his eyes, he couldn't explain why a scholar met a soldier.

At this moment, Yang Huazhong came over.

"Father, fourth child, are you all up? Well, Qinger's mother has made breakfast, let's come over and have some together!"

"Third brother, what delicious food did my third sister-in-law cook?" Yang Huaming asked curiously.

Because I didn't sleep well, I was extremely tired.

This fatigue makes me easy to get hungry, and I always want to have something to eat for a few bites.

With Mrs. Liu, you basically don't have to think about the morning meal, because Mrs. Liu can't get up at all.

Yang Huaming really wanted to go to the Taoist temple for breakfast on an empty stomach, but he still had iron eggs at home.

He just left, and he could have breakfast when he went to the Taoist temple, but wouldn't Tie Dan go hungry?

So every morning, the first thing Yang Huaming does after waking up is to cook eggs in the kitchen.

Add water to the pot, add three eggs and cook.

Tiedan eats three eggs in the morning?
no.He was so stuffed that he could only eat one egg.

So, is it three people and one person?

wrong!
One iron egg, two Liu's, and Yang Huaming went to the Taoist temple to eat for free.

It must be cooked for Mrs. Liu, even if she sleeps late and can't get up to cook breakfast.

Who told her to be his mother-in-law, and if she didn't cook eggs for Liu Shi, she would just snatch Tiedan's egg when she was hungry, what's the matter?
So these small details in life, who pays more and who pays less, Yang Huaming doesn't want to worry about it any more. For a family, it's meaningless to care about those.

"Haha, fourth son, if you go to the main room, you will know." Yang Huazhong purposely put on a trick, and then came to Lao Yangtou: "Father, shall I push you over for breakfast?"

Old Yang nodded: "Good!"

In the main room, Mrs. Sun and He Lian'er had already put breakfast on the table.

There are several large bowls in the middle of the table.

The bowl is full of egg fried rice, which contains sauerkraut, shredded chili, and chopped green onion.

There is also a lot of egg cubes, and the rice grains are very dry, which makes people very appetizing.

There is a bowl full of steamed stuffed buns in a bowl.

The buns are full and round, and the pleats on the top are very particular. I don’t know what the stuffing is inside. Anyway, there is something red like chili oil flowing out of the seal, which makes people want to see it at a glance. Grab a soft big bun and split it from the middle, then bite it down!
There is also a bowl, which contains millet porridge.

In addition, there are steamed sweet potatoes, shelled peanuts, yams in the basket...

In addition, there is also a plate of sesame oil fermented bean curd made by Zisun himself.

The fermented bean curd is cut into squares and placed neatly on a porcelain plate with a white background.

On the small plate with cyan pattern on the side is a stack of crispy dried radish mixed with diced pickled cucumber, which is used for porridge or fried rice with eggs.

"Damn it, this is called breakfast! I can't take it anymore, let's eat a big bun first to calm my shock!"

Yang Huaming grabbed a big bun and broke it open.

With a spicy smell coming out, the stuffing of the buns inside was also exposed in sight.

"Oh, this stuffing, this stuffing is... minced meat vermicelli?" He asked.

But it is not quite like the traditional minced meat vermicelli, because there are green peppers and diced bamboo shoots in it.

He Lian'er smiled and said, "This is a stuffed bun with stir-fried veal vermicelli and bamboo shoots."

Yang Huaming took a big bite, oh my god, this is too delicious, the stuffing is made of yellow beef, and there is coriander in it, one bite can make people confused...

"Master, what would you like to eat first?" He Lian'er came over and asked obediently.

Old Yang said gently: "I'm getting old, and my teeth are not very good. Give me a bowl of millet porridge first."

"okay."

He Lian'er turned around and scooped up porridge for Lao Yang.

Mrs. Sun is helping Yang Huazhong put eggs into fried rice.

Yang Huaming bit the steamed stuffed bun and stared at the egg fried rice: "Sister-in-law San, I want a bowl too."

Mrs. Sun smiled softly, and gave Yang Huaming the bowl of pointed egg fried rice that was already in his hand, "I'll give you this bowl first."

Yang Huaming happily thanked him again and again, but when he picked up the bowls and chopsticks, he choked on the meal.

On the side, Lao Yangtou and Yang Huazhong talked about things while eating.

"I don't know what's going on with Yongjin?" Old Yang said.

"After dinner, I have to go over and have a look. If he can't open his mouth, let me, the grandfather, talk to Xiuxiu."

Yang Huazhong nodded, "Okay, let's go there together after dinner."

Some things cannot be avoided and must be faced after all.

Yang Huazhong turned his head and said to Yang Huaming again: "You don't want to go, go back to the Taoist temple after eating!"

Yang Huaming didn't plan to go at first, he was really tired from staying up late last night, so he wanted to eat and drink enough to go back to the Taoist temple to catch up on sleep.

Anyway, this season is also an off-season for Taoist temples, and the incense is not very strong.

When the Hungry Ghost Festival is around the half of July, I will be busy for another month.

After the work is over, there will be another off-season until the end of the year, so it is completely okay to catch up on sleep.

After eating and drinking enough for breakfast, we all split up.

(End of this chapter)