Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 9466 Here comes the food

Yang Ruoqing guessed that Mrs. Liu would be like this, "Why, didn't the fourth aunt cook dinner? The third girl and Ju'er are all here, so you didn't cook dinner?"

Mrs. Liu said: "I burned it, and I ate it, but that won't work. When I come to your kitchen and smell the smell, I'm hungry!"

Yang Ruoqing showed a bit of distress on her face, and deliberately lifted the lid of the big pot inside to let Mrs. Liu watch the rice soup soaking in the crispy rice.

"This rice soup pot was given to you, my fourth aunt, my family, and my natal family's chickens and ducks. There will be no breakfast for tomorrow. You have to find a way to make up for it."

Mrs. Liu didn't want to accept this fault at first, because she was lazy, so her family didn't raise chickens and ducks.

However, when she poked her head over, she saw the golden thick-bottomed rice cooker in the middle of the rice soup, like pieces of gold.

The color of the rice soup is like milk, and when the two are combined, Liu feels that his dinner is for nothing, or it has been eaten into someone else's stomach.

"Okay, I still have half a basket of old vegetable heads that I picked up earlier in my kitchen. I'll bring them to you tomorrow morning."

"Are you sure? Don't fool me." Yang Ruoqing said.

Mrs. Liu frowned, "No one dares to fool you if I fool you. I understand your temper. If I fool you, why don't you stop with me?"

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "I won't be with you, Aunt Si, I'll just take the chickens and ducks of our two families to Aunt Si's house for dinner."

"When the time comes, chicken manure and duck manure will be all over the floor, I don't care to clean it up!"

Mrs. Liu curled her lips, "Stop talking, I feel like throwing up, hurry up and get me a bowl of rice soup to soak in the crispy rice, I'm so hungry!"

Yang Ruoqing didn't say much, and quickly took a large bowl and filled it with a bowl of pot rice soup. She was going to get chopsticks for Mrs. Liu, but Mrs. Liu had already taken the chopsticks herself.

"Qing'er, do you have any leftovers? Any leftovers are fine, I won't pick any!" Liu's eyes went straight to the dish cupboard.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I ate all the food for the night, but there is still a bowl of hot and sour pickled cabbage left in the morning. Do you want to make do with it, Fourth Aunt?"

"Pickled cabbage? Okay, okay, I want it, I want it!"

Yang Ruoqing took out a bowl of hot and sour pickled cabbage, pickled peppers, ginger, large prickly ash, all of them.

Seeing this, Mrs. Liu couldn't help swallowing.

"Isn't this kimchi too gluttonous? The hot and sour taste alone is enough for me to eat two bowls of rice."

With a few chopsticks, Mrs. Liu put half of the kimchi into his own bowl, and when he was done, he picked it up like a meal.

"Well, it's delicious and enjoyable!" Mrs. Liu sat on the rolling stone at the mouth of the stove with a bowl in her hand, chatting with Yang Ruoqing while eating.

"Earlier, when Sanya and Ju'er came back, they said they didn't have enough food at noon. At night, their sisters cooked a pot of rice and cooked several dishes."

"Everyone is starving, ha, and so is your fourth uncle. Your fourth uncle said that the gift money was put in, saying that Mei'er's family did some fake tricks, and a banquet would not make people full."

"How is it? I didn't say that, even your fourth uncle is not happy, but your grandma is very satisfied, and was taken over by your aunt for dinner at night."

"What? Aunt Mei'er came to invite me at night? But she didn't come to invite my grandfather!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Mrs. Liu was stunned for a moment, then shook her head: "It's probably because your grandfather's legs and feet are inconvenient at night, anyway, I came here to pick up your grandma for dinner."

"It's too embarrassing. When I met your fourth uncle and me face to face, I didn't even twitch the corners of my mouth. I just picked up your grandma and left."

"Hey, look at her smug look, as if her son's marriage is such a great thing, whose children don't get married..."

Having said that, Mrs. Liu suddenly stopped.

Because she thought of her own son Kang Xiaozi.

Kang boy is older than Xiao Hei, but because of a cleft lip, he has never married a wife.

This evening, when Meier came to pick up the old lady for dinner, Liu suddenly felt that Yang Huamei was deliberately showing off with her arrogant look, because Mr. Kang hadn't married a wife yet, but her Xiaohei was married.

"Bah, what's the big deal? No matter how beautiful Xu Qiaohong is, she's just someone else's stinky broken shoes!"

"Others don't know the inside story, so don't we know?"

"Women who don't obey women's morals, people say, once they are unfaithful, they will not be used a hundred times!"

"She, Xu Qiaohong, can wear a cuckold for that ex-husband, and she can also wear a cuckold for Xiao Hei!"

"Fourth aunt, it's best not to say these words." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Every family has their own life to live. Whether they live a good life or a bad life has nothing to do with us, so let's not deliberately say those curse words, it's boring." Yang Ruoqing said again.

Liu defended: "I'm not a curse, I'm a premonition, you have to trust your fourth aunt and my premonition, it's never wrong!"

When Mrs. Liu said this, her eyebrows, eyes, and the expression on her face... looked like a prophetess who didn't know the future.

But Yang Ruoqing obviously didn't want to entangle the topics of the old Wang's family, "Fourth aunt, hurry up and eat, I'm still waiting to do the dishes."

Mrs. Liu saw that, as expected, the dishes and chopsticks in the small pot were almost washed, "Okay, okay, I won't talk, I'll eat faster."

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Knowing that Luo Tiejiang and Wang Cuilian will be away for a few days, Mrs. Liu, who is full of food and drink, recommends herself to Yang Ruoqing:
"Qing'er, I'm worried that your mother won't be able to take care of her alone, why don't I stay and help you take care of the children together, what do you think?"

Yang Ruoqing looked at Mrs. Liu with a smile, and saw through the purpose of the fourth aunt's attack at a glance.

"Fourth aunt, if you have that thought, go home and help the third girl take care of the child. I have my mother here, so I don't need you anymore, thank you." "Hey, I knew you didn't want me." A bit disappointed.

Yang Ruoqing didn't bother to comfort her, because Liu's disappointment was deliberately feigned.

She wanted to stay for the purpose of eating and drinking, so Yang Ruoqing's refusal did not have the slightest psychological burden.

"Okay, don't be silly, before it's completely dark, go back and help the third girl take care of the child." Yang Ruoqing said again.

Mrs. Liu said: "I don't need to help, Sanya and Ju'er are at home, and their sisters closed the door and whispered a bunch of things, it's nothing to do with me."

"I'm in front of them, but it actually delays their sisters' chat."

Yang Ruoqing: "..."

Sun: "..."

Especially Mrs. Sun can't understand Mrs. Liu's thinking logic. Every time during the Chinese New Year, when the sisters Yang Ruoqing, Xiaohua, and Xiaoduo are all in front of her, the three sisters like to chat with Mrs. Sun, saying All kinds of whispers.

At that time, Yang Huazhong would joke that: three women play a show, and four women are even more serious.

Later, Xiaoan's daughter-in-law He Lian'er was added, and the Chinese New Year was even more lively.

Counting Mrs. Sun himself, five women, that was a lively conversation. Sometimes this kind of chat could last for several hours, as if there were endless topics to talk about.

(End of this chapter)