Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 944 You Just Wait To Die (Fourth)

Big and round, like that millstone, it blinded his eyes.

Then, he saw the face of a woman who was born.

Isn't this... Zhou Shi, the sister-in-law of the fifth sibling?

"You god damn it, watch it!"

Mrs. Zhou crumpled up the toilet paper used to wipe his buttocks in his hand, and threw it at Yang Huaming who was standing there in a daze.

Yang Huaming came back to his senses.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

He apologized repeatedly, and fled out of the toilet in a panic.

Yang Huaming ran back to the front yard of the old Yang's house in one breath, just in time to meet Mrs. Liu who came back from the front.

Mrs. Liu walked briskly, with spring in her eyes, brushed her hair while walking, and was still humming a little tune.

Seeing her unknowingly happy appearance and coming from the front again, Yang Huaming's face darkened immediately.

Without saying a word, he rushed up and slapped Liu Shi on the face.

The beating made Liu turn around twice in the same place, and just now he supported the kitchen wall to stand firm.

"You kill a thousand knives, and my mother didn't provoke you, why did you beat someone when you came up?"

Liu shi covered her burning cheeks, and immediately cursed.

Yang Huaming stared, looking like he wanted to eat people.

"Lazy lady, why are you being lazy by leaving the three daughters at home?" Yang Huaming asked.

He pointed to the three girls behind him, from tall to short.

"Look at the three girls, they look like they were dug out of the ashes, don't you still look like a mother?"

Yang Huaming asked loudly.

Liu rolled her eyes and pouted.

"I didn't go anywhere, I just wandered around the house a few times, and I'm back now..."

"You don't call it Zhuan, it's called Lang!"

In the East Wing, Tan's voice suddenly broke in.

After the words fell, Mrs. Tan stood at the door of the house leaning on a cane.

"A slut who doesn't use oars to row a boat, still restless with a baby in his stomach, and turned around and tossed that piece of meat off his stomach, you are waiting to die!"

Tan spat in this direction, and turned back into the room.

On Westinghouse's side, Yang Huaming withdrew his gaze and sneered at Mrs. Liu.

"You don't know if the piece of meat in your stomach is a man or a woman, so you are so eager to push your nose on your face?"

"Take that piece of meat away from Banda, let's see what else you can rely on! Hmph!"

Liu Shi felt a little guilty when she heard these words, and she didn't dare to be rude anymore.

Covering his hot face, he lowered his head and went into the kitchen to cook the porridge at night.

……

Yang Huaming doesn't sleep in late in the morning anymore.

At dawn, he took a machete and rope and went to the woods behind the village to cut firewood.

He and the Liu family sold off the few acres of land they got when the family was separated.

There are only two acres of third-class land left, which had been left unused and long weeds before.

At this moment, they are sorting out, planning to save one acre of land to grow rape after the cold dew, and the other acre of land to grow wheat after the frost.

At this time, he went to chop firewood for burning at home, and took the excess back to the nearby Qingshui Town, and counted how much he could sell it for.

From the dawn of the sky to the sun rising three poles.

Yang Huaming worked for more than an hour, and went home with a load of firewood that was bundled tightly.

The firewood is piled up in the yard and spread out to dry.

Yang Huaming is a man who loves cleanliness. When he used to be lazy, he liked to keep himself clean and refreshed.

At this moment, I was sweating all over, so I had to go to the kitchen to fetch hot water.

Mrs. Liu yawned, cooking the family's breakfast in the kitchen with disheveled hair.

Yang Huaming brought a large bucket of hot water to the yard.

Seeing that there is no outsider here, he is like countless rough country boys.

Standing under the old locust tree in the yard, all the clothes on his body were taken off, leaving only a pair of nose pants.

The gourd scooped up hot water from the bucket and poured it on his body.

what……

It's so cool!
A pair of eyes, hiding in the corner of the stove in the backyard, was peeking at the old locust tree.

Like a gecko, Mrs. Zhou clawed at the wall at the corner, her eyes sneaking towards Yang Huaming.

The woman's eyes, like the wild wolf that has been hungry for a long time, are shining.

This man is the fourth brother Yang who broke into the toilet yesterday, right?
Tsk tsk, looks good, body is not bad ah!
Zhou's bright eyes closely followed Yang Huaming's movements.

Especially seeing him leaning over to scoop water from the bucket, the muscles and lines drawn from his arms, shoulders, and back...

Zhou secretly swallowed his saliva.

This man is energetic just by looking at his body. The work on the bed must be better than that dead ghost Dabao's father, right?

Thinking of this, Mrs. Zhou wanted to take a look at Yang Huaming's underside.

It's a pity that his back is facing this way, so she can't see it even when her neck is sore.

"Mom, I'm hungry..."

A voice suddenly entered Zhou's ears.

She looked down and saw three-year-old Dabao rubbing his eyes.

Dabao was looking up at her with his head up, and his little hand was still tugging at the hem of her clothes.

Afraid of disturbing the person who was taking a bath over there, Mrs. Zhou quickly covered Dabao's mouth.

"Go, mother will make you breakfast."

She lowered her voice, covered Dabao's mouth and hurried back to the kitchen in the fifth room in the backyard.

……

In the main room of Yang Ruoqing's house.

"Fourth, are you kidding me?"

Old Yang was so startled that the pipe in his hand almost fell to the ground.

The old man widened his eyes, looked at Yang Huaming in front of him, and asked again: "You said you want to work with Qing'er's transportation team?"

Yang Huaming looked at Old Yangtou, Yang Huazhong, and Yang Ruoqing in front of him.

He nodded seriously.

"Yes, I have thought about it, very carefully."

"Father, third brother, I used to live a ridiculous life, and I lost all the good cards in my hand."

"Now, I want to settle down and do something down-to-earth, pull three daughters, and support this family!" He said.

Old Yangtou and Yang Huazhong were stunned again.

The father and son looked at each other, unable to believe that these words came from Yang Huaming's mouth.

Old Yang asked Yang Huaming: "Didn't you make a lot of money when you came back from outside last time?"

When the money was mentioned, Yang Huaming's face changed slightly.

He smiled wryly and said, "When I got back, I spent so much money that I stuffed the two and a half inches of my mouth under my nose."

"I'm not going to hide it from my father and my third brother. During this period of time, our fourth room has been sitting on nothing."

"The money on hand, add up to five hundred Wen at most."

"Of the five hundred cash, I got forty cash from selling firewood, and another [-] cash, which I got from building a house for a family in the next village a few days ago and doing small jobs." Yang Huaming said.

"Huh? The expenses are gone so soon? You guys... hey!"

Old Yang shook his head and sighed.

Yang Huaming also looked ashamed and lowered his head slightly.

Yang Huazhong asked Yang Huaming: "Fourth brother, if you want to earn money, you don't need to join the transportation team, can you also join the herbal collection team? There are also restaurants in the town..."

Yang Huaming shook his head.

"At the restaurant, Fifth Brother and Kid Jin are there, so it would be redundant for me to go again."

"As for the herbal collection team, even though they are at home, the money they can earn is not as much as that of the transportation team."

"I still want to join the transport team."

Yang Huaming said, his consulting eyes turned to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing, who had been silently listening to all this, finally spoke at this moment.

(End of this chapter)