Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 9427 Can't stand it

When asked why Dabai and Hongmei didn't come back for the festival, Yang Huamei let go of Tan's hand, walked to the door of the main room alone, held the door frame and looked out for a few times, shook her head again, and let out a long sigh.

"What's the matter, Meier? Is it that the vixen Hongmei is blowing the pillow wind in the ear of the white-eyed wolf again, deliberately not coming back to spend the holiday with you?"

Seeing this, Mrs. Tan immediately moved to Yang Huamei's side, asking nervously and anxiously.

Yang Huamei froze for a moment, then quickly shook her head, "No, no, it's not what you think, mother!"

Tan stomped her feet and asked, "What's that like? Don't care what it is, this holiday season, they should come back to spend the holiday with you out of reason!"

Old Yangtou said: "Old woman, don't always grab the whites, at least let the girl finish the sentence first!"

Only then did Tan barely control his mouth.

Seeing this, Yang Huamei quickly explained: "Actually, Dabai came back yesterday, and he told us that he will definitely come back this time, and he will bring back all the ingredients needed to make the wine!"

"What?"

Tan couldn't control her mouth again, and cried out in shock.

"Mei'er, what are you talking about? The banquet is going to be held tomorrow, but you told me that the ingredients haven't arrived yet?"

Old Yang in the wheelchair was so shocked that he could stuff a big goose egg into his mouth.

"What's the situation, Mei'er? You have sent invitations all over the place, why haven't the ingredients for this banquet been prepared yet? You guys, this... What's the situation?"

Yang Huamei looked at Mrs. Tan and Lao Yangtou, waved her hands again and again and said, "Father, mother, don't worry, what I said earlier was a bit incomplete."

"Well, I've actually prepared some of the main ingredients for the wine."

"Don't talk about anything else, let's just talk about pork. I ordered half a pig with Sister Sun a few days ago!"

"The firecrackers and wedding candy, I have already greeted the brothers and sisters of Heitang Heifeng who run a grocery store in our village, and they brought them here early in the morning. Look, they are all piled up in the Westinghouse!"

Yang Huamei pushed the west room door open a crack, so that Mrs. Tan and Lao Yang could see what was going on inside.

Old Yangtou and Mrs. Tan poked their heads into the west room together, and they really saw three or four baskets with big red happy characters on the ground next to the corner, and the baskets were covered with red cloth.

The red cloth on one of the baskets was uncovered and thrown aside.

The three of them chatted for a while, and then saw a little boy with bare feet and crotch pants squatting on the ground, holding a handful of candies and rice cakes in each hand and stuffing them into his mouth...

"Oh, it's Zhuang Zhuang, Zhuang Zhuang is stealing something!" Tan exclaimed.

Old Yang was surprised at first, and then the old man laughed, pointing to the picture in the room and said: "This boy is so soft, he doesn't know when he woke up and how much he ate. ,Ha ha……"

When Yang Huamei heard all this, all the previous events and emotions were swept away in an instant.

Habitually calling out Zhuang Zhuang's name, she rushed into the West Room like a gust of wind.

"Oh, my son, my treasure, my heart, my precious son, grandson, strong~"

"Oh, my little darling, little ancestor, what are you doing? How can you squat on the ground with bare feet?"

"My baby caught a cold, what should I do?"

"Come, come, grandma, let's put on your shoes first..."

Yang Huamei sang a long song like singing, picked up Zhuang Zhuang and went straight to the bed, grabbed the small clothes beside the bed and put them on Zhuang Zhuang, for fear that it would be too late or slow, and the chill of late autumn would Like an invisible devil, he will crazily invade the body of her precious grandson.

Old Yangtou was still laughing at first, thinking that Zhuang Zhuang was naughty and interesting.

But Yang Huamei's sudden words really made the old man almost choke.

"Mei'er's words are too nasty."

The old man said in a low voice to the old lady beside him.

Tan just curled her lips, and also lowered her voice and said to Old Yang: "What is this? Just keep listening, there must be a big move later."

Old Yang raised his hand on the armrest of the wheelchair and waved it towards Mrs. Tan. Before he could make a sound, Yang Huamei's voice really sounded again in the West Room.

It should be Yang Huamei buttoning Zhuang Zhuang's jacket, and because Zhuang Zhuang was thinking about the pastry in his hand, he tilted his head to reach the pastry in his hand, and this posture made him very inconvenient.

So Zhuang Zhuang writhed on Yang Huamei's legs very agitatedly. Before he put on his shoes, most of his body had already struggled and slid to the ground, and his toes had already reached the ground.

Yang Huamei was so nervous that she bent down to support the elder grandson's waist and hugged him back to her lap.

Probably it was to shorten the distance with the children, and he spoke in a clip tone: "Oh, my dear, the ground is cool, the little feet will be cold, and the baby will get sick..."

"Come, come, my treasure listens to grandma, let's put on our little clothes and shoes, and grandma will make you something delicious..."

At the door of the house, Lao Yangtou and Mrs. Tan looked at each other in blank dismay.

Old Yang shrugged his shoulders with a strange expression.

Tan Shi rubbed his arm vigorously, and goosebumps fell all over the ground.

"Mei'er, you are busy first, your father and I will go there first."

It was really impossible to stay here any longer, so Tan yelled into the west room, turned around and pushed the old man's wheelchair to the door.

Yang Huamei finally raised her head, and she chased Zhuang Zhuang to the door of the West House with her arms in her arms: "Father, mother, don't worry, I'll ask Xiao Hei to get up and take you there."

The old Wang's house is located in the south of the village, and the fifth room where the second elder is going is on the side of the road at the entrance of the village. From here, although the distance is not too long, the road is full of potholes, and there are many uphill, downhill, and narrow roads. Corner or something.

Yang Huamei was worried about the skinny Tan pushing the tall old man and the wheelchair, so she chased a few more steps to the yard, and shouted to Xiao Hei's house, "Xiao Hei, don't sleep, get up and see you, Mr. Ga Procedure."

And Old Yangtou and Mrs. Tan also stopped in the middle of the yard, and followed Yang Huamei's shout, and looked at Xiaohei's house together.

But what responded to them was the thunderous snoring behind the closed door.

The old couple looked at each other, a little embarrassed.

Old Yang turned his head and said to Yang Huamei: "It's okay, just let the child lie down, let him sleep..."

"That's impossible!" Yang Huamei interrupted Old Yang's words, "I'm getting married tomorrow, why are you still a child? You must get up!"

After all, Yang Huamei rushed to the door of Xiao Hei's room with Zhuang Zhuang in her arms, and raised her hand to pat the door.

"Xiao Hei, get up, can't you hear me calling you? Get up!"

The room was still snoring loudly, and there was no slight pause because of the movement outside.

(End of this chapter)