Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 9465 Too much waste
Yang Ruoqing put two bowls of rice in a small wooden bowl. Except for the dish with chili, she didn't give it to the two children. She put some of the dishes in the other bowls for the children, and used the vegetable and egg soup in the middle to mix the rice.

"Can children eat this tamales?" Sun asked a little worried.

Because she saw that each piece of tamales was not small!
Before Yang Ruoqing could answer, Yang Huazhong, who had already moved his chopsticks aside, said, "Don't worry, this steamed pork is soft and waxy despite its big size. It's just right for children to eat!"

Both Yang Ruoqing and Mrs. Sun looked at Yang Huazhong, who was eating a piece of steamed pork ribs.

It was a rib, with a bone in the middle, and the meat from the two wings fell off after a while.

The steamed meat powder rice grains falling on the top of the rice are shiny, which makes people very appetizing.

Mrs. Sun and Yang Ruoqing looked at each other and smiled. The last time I saw Yang Huazhong gobbling up his food, it must have been many years ago when Yang Huazhong was arrested and taken to the county government jail on December 27, right?
It was never like that again.

But today, just finished the banquet at noon, the way to eat this night is a bit careless about the image.

It can be seen how miserable he was at the noon meal...

"The gift money at noon is really free. Look, everyone is not full."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and greeted Mrs. Sun: "Mother, sit down and eat too. I'll just feed the two children while eating."

Sun said: "You feed one and I feed the other, and we feed together."

In this way, the two mothers ate and fed, and Sun was filled with emotion, "It's still the food at our house that nourishes the stomach. It's so full and satisfying."

The banquet at noon, although it looked like a big colorful table, but there was nothing delicious.

After a lap, my stomach was empty, and I didn't know what I had eaten.

Even when I ate the chicken nuggets, I felt that the chicken nuggets were different from the chicken nuggets I usually cook at home.

Look at it, the chicken nuggets are very big, but when you gnaw it, there is a thick layer of chicken skin on the top, and there are bone residues underneath.

It's not satisfying at all, and it doesn't satisfy your hunger.

"The food at our house is better, it's so good!" Mrs. Sun couldn't help but said while eating.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, "These dishes tonight are all our favorite side dishes, especially the lentil dish, which is spicy and delicious. I didn't cut the cabbage with a knife, but just tore it with my hands. It feels more delicious. I don’t know if it’s psychological or not.”

Sun said: "That's not a psychological effect, it's true. Your fifth aunt and the others also said that."

Yang Huazhong also nodded while eating, and the chopsticks made a crisp sound when they were pulled and collided in the bowl.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "Father, there's still a lot of rice in the pot, if it's not enough, add more!"

Yang Huazhong nodded again, "I'm almost done, so what, I'll bring a bowl of food to Grandpa later."

"Ah? My grandfather is also hungry? Why didn't you bring him over to eat with you?" Yang Ruoqing asked in surprise.

Sun also said: "Perhaps your grandfather didn't have enough to eat at noon. I just took care of the children and didn't take care of so much..."

Yang Huazhong said: "When I came here earlier, I called him to come with me, because I was afraid that he might not be full from the noon banquet."

"In the end, he couldn't tell the truth, he wasn't hungry."

"I just left alone, and when I got to the door, I remembered what I left behind, so I went back to his house with a carbine."

"The old man was eating the mooncakes that everyone honored him two days ago by himself. His mouth was full of scum. I bumped into him. I was so embarrassed. I almost hid the mooncakes under the wheelchair and crushed them into mooncake mud..."

Yang Ruoqing and Mrs. Sun were stunned when they heard this.

When it was over, both mother and daughter couldn't help laughing.

Sun said: "The old man is definitely hungry, and he can't bear to say it."

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's true, my grandfather, just tell me when you're hungry, there's nothing shameful about this kind of thing, hey!"

Hiding in the house and stealing mooncakes, the mooncakes are desserts, snacks.

I don't know if moon cakes can fill my stomach when others are hungry, but she can't do it herself anyway.

Only white rice and vegetables can satisfy her physically and psychologically, not even steamed buns and noodles!

There's no way, who made her grow up eating white rice, she couldn't miss a meal, no matter how good the dish is, the white rice has no soul.

"I'm going to find a food box." Yang Ruoqing put down the bowls and chopsticks in her hands, got up and went to the kitchen next door.

Yang Huazhong was full, and carried a food box to deliver food to Old Yang.

In the dining hall here, the two children were full and sat on their respective stools playing with the toy mouse in their hands.

The little mouse was made by Wang Cuilian. It is estimated that the children of the peasant family played with it when they were young. Anyway, they used all kinds of shoes to make the leftovers of clothes and stitched them together to make a mouse shape, and then sewed them on the eyes. Two dripping round black beans.

It's a good idea to use it for children under three years old. Children like this kind of toy, holding it in their hands and chewing on it.

What does that feel like?

Well, it's like cats can't resist being teased with a cat teaser.

So Mrs. Sun didn't need to forcibly hug them when they were having fun, that would be bad.

Mrs. Sun stood beside them, while Yang Ruoqing swiftly packed up the dishes and went to the kitchen to clean the pots and wash the dishes.

The small pot on the outside is mainly used for cooking, the big pot inside is used to stew rice, and the crock pot in the middle is filled with hot rice soup.

The other two earthen pots were filled with hot water, so Yang Ruoqing scooped two ladles of hot water into the small pot outside, mixed a kind of camellia powder specially used for washing dishes into it, stirred a few times casually, and the hot water in the pot The water formed a layer of bubbles.

She put all the bowls and chopsticks she had eaten into the small pot to wash, and when she was done, she scooped the rice soup into the big pot inside to soak the crispy rice.

These soaked crispy rice will be packed later, and tomorrow morning, I will take them home and bring them back to Mrs. Sun to feed the chickens.

Because my mother helped her take care of the children for the convenience of the past few days, so the board and lodging are all here, and there is basically no fire over there.

Just after finishing all this, Mrs. Liu's voice sounded from outside the kitchen.

"I went to the next yard to look for you, third sister-in-law. Third brother told you about you, so I came here." Mrs. Liu said hello to Mrs. Sun, and after a few rounds of reunion, she learned that Yang Ruoqing After cleaning up the dishes in the kitchen, I came to the kitchen immediately.

"Qing'er, are you cleaning up?" Mrs. Liu said hello, and her feet had already entered the stove, but her eyes were on the pot table, looking around in the kitchen cupboard behind the pot table.

Yang Ruoqing guessed her intentions when she saw her appearance.

"After eating all the food, there are only a few rice crackers soaked in the rice soup in the big pot, and I will save it for feeding the chickens tomorrow morning..."

In the end, she was interrupted by Mrs. Liu before she finished speaking: "Oh, how can I use such a good thing to feed chickens? It's too wasteful, give it to me, I'm so hungry!"

(End of this chapter)